Sacrificed by My Alpha to Save His False Luna

I followed behind Alpha Manuel for three hundred years.

After the ninety-ninth time he gave up on me, I finally stopped.

I offered myself to the Sealing Ritual, disappearing completely from his world.

But Manuel’s eyes turned red as he swore to find me, no matter where I went:

“Adele, come back!”

But the Adele who once followed him no longer existed in this world.

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“Adele, are you sure about this? The Sealing Ritual is incredibly dangerous. Even with your unique scent and aura, if something goes wrong, you’ll be gone forever. You have to survive to make this sacrifice worth it…”

My expression was resolute. “Alpha Christopher, I’m sure. Protecting the werewolf realm from corruption is the duty of my lineage. I’m the most suitable for this ritual. Besides, I have nothing left to cling to in this world.”

Nothing at all?

I lowered my gaze, the image of that tall, commanding figure threatening to surface, but I pushed it down forcefully.

The three Gammas—Christopher, Ryan, and Destiny—looked at me with pity. “You’re the last of your kind. If this fails, you’ll truly be gone. Your lineage will end with you. Are you certain this is what you want?”

Their pity was evident. To them, I was still a child.

Werewolves reach adulthood at eighteen. I’ve only been in this world for three hundred years.

These three hundred years, I’ve spent them all within Shadow Peak Pack, never venturing out to see the wonders of the world.

If my lineage still thrived, at my age, I’d still be coddled by my parents, their most cherished treasure.

Now, this young girl was about to gamble her life on a ritual with an uncertain outcome.

I tilted my head up slightly, smiling brightly. “My lineage was born from the essence of the earth. Our ancestors guarded the werewolf realm for countless generations. Today, that duty falls to me, and I’ll do just as well as they did.”

Someone had to make the sacrifice. Those who came before us paved the way. Even if the odds were slim, there was still a chance.

A large, weathered hand rested gently on my head, patting it lightly. The three Gammas looked at me, their eyes red-rimmed. “Go back and prepare. We’ll give you three days. Use it to say your goodbyes. Don’t leave any regrets behind.”

I touched the small pouch and the Alpha’s emblem now hanging from my belt, smiling through tears before hurrying away from the corrupted lands.

Three days. For me, it was more than enough.