My Alpha's Ex-Mate Killed My Daughter

As I was desperate to abdicate the pack with my daughter's ashes after our bond was shattered, Alpha Killian dismissed it.

Instead, he commanded me to send Thalia to his study as soon as possible. He would punish her for sins she never committed.

When tomorrow came, I kept my mouth shut with my daughter's tragic death and never fulfilled Alpha Killian's command.

He raged on, pointing fingers at me for hiding Thalia away.

When Beta Atlas and some warriors there when Thalia died tried to reveal the truth, I stopped them in their tracks. Let him discover the truth.

After finishing all my Luna duties, I returned to the pack mansion, only to be met with Alpha Killian's sharp words, saying, "Bring your daughter to me! She’s not even satisfied and has been hiding the healing salves for Iris' moon sickness! Haven’t you heard? Iris has been bedridden in the infirmary for days!”

It made me laugh my ass out loud how Alpha Killian prioritized the situation over Thalia.

Not only did he blame the wandering bandits who had attacked and killed our warriors in the woods, but he also laid the blame at my daughter's feet.

It's too late for sanctions. Thalia had long died, now in the arms of the Moon Goddess.

Alpha Killian impatiently tossed his coat onto the sofa; the lingering scent of a she-wolf seemed to be from Iris, clinging to him.

Not missing a beat, I discreetly took a moonstone herb and swallowed it to dull my heightened sensitivity to scents.

When Alpha Killian caught a glimpse of it, he smirked and uttered, "You just found out Iris has motion sickness and now you're acting as one? If you’re sick, why aren't you in the infirmary?”

"Where’s Thalia? Get her out here and have her apologize to Iris immediately! Her stubbornness triggered Iris’s moon sickness! Iris was covered in rashes and you still have defended her! Look at how you’ve coddled her!”

“If you don’t bring her out, I’ll punish her more harshly than you can imagine!” he roared, his voice echoing through the room.

Too exhausted to explain, I told him to reject me outright. That would be the harshest punishment he could impose, and I was more than ready to vanish from his life.

But then again, he brushed aside my request.

For him, giving Thalia a taste of her own medicine was far more important than considering my rejection.

Alpha Killian persisted that Thalia was at fault for everything and condemned me for covering up for her. He called me crazy, insisting that his rage towards Thalia was driving me to seek to reject our mate bond.

His harsh words were almost too much to bear; I felt myself fading, on the brink of losing consciousness. My wolf was seething with rage, pushing me to sever our bond as quickly as possible.

All the elders present backed Alpha Killian's decision yet remained completely unaware of the situation, leaving me feeling helpless.

Summoning my remaining strength, I demanded, “Sanctions for Thalia? What did she do wrong, just walking alone in the dark woods? You don’t even know what happened. None of you know the truth!”

I was on the verge of tears but couldn’t continue the argument. As anticipated, my explanation fell on deaf ears. The blame remained on Thalia.

As I looked at his face, it struck me that telling him about Thalia’s death was pointless. He didn't seem to care.

What mattered to Alpha Killian most was not me, not his daughter, but his childhood sweetheart.

When he mistook my fury for jealousy, Alpha Killian threw all his scented vials, matching the scent on his clothes, at me as if to mock.

It never crossed his mind that I was a Luna with sensitivity to scents. All the vials he had gifted me over the past year remained untouched; I had kept them as tokens of our past.

One reason he deemed me worthless was the same way he looked down on our daughter.

With Thalia lingering on my mind, I broke down in tears, demanding an official rejection from Alpha Killian. Even if Thalia was alive, I would never let her apologize.

Her only fault was having a cruel Alpha father and being raised in a chaotic Crystal Blood Pack. Only if I lent an ear to the seer’s warning of a grim future with him, I might have escaped this cruel fate.

When Alpha Killian made it clear that custody of Thalia would remain with him despite my insisting on shattering our bond, he was adamant that she would still face punishment.

Right after his outburst, he stormed off, slowly fading off from sight.

I was too convinced that I was nothing more than envious and throwing a tantrum as before, expecting to reconcile, ready to make amends as usual.

Well, not anymore. I was more than determined to end our mateship for good and find my true fated mate.

Back then, the seer once reminded me, saying, “Elysia, as I always remind you, Alpha Killian is not your fated mate. Being with him isn’t worth it. You’ll only end up neglected, and regretting everything.”

She was right, but I brushed it off as a made-up story, persuading myself that she was simply trying to stop me from being mated to him.

As soon as I regained my composure, I shook my head, darting my serious gaze on the elders on the side, and stood still.

“I, Elysia, hereby reject Alpha Killian as my mate. Whether or not this holds any virtue, this decision will stand,” I declared.

The packed house had been my home for five years, yet I was prepared to leave it all behind.

But just as I was about to step out the door, one elder halted me, saying, “Don’t forget your vow to remain mated to him for life. Your rejection means nothing.”