The Luna He Betrayed Became the Queen He Lost

The entire place dropped into a dead quiet.

Lucius’s face looked very pleased; he likely thought that I had finally learned to be generous.

“Looks like my Luna has at last matured, becoming reasonable in a way that surprises others.”

He turned and lightly touched Wisteria’s back. “Did you hear? After two days, when your fetal energy becomes stable, go and perform her father’s surgery. Then, our family will celebrate well.”

Wisteria leaned into his arms, nodding in obedience, a brief flash of cruelty passing through her eyes.

I coldly laughed. Lucius still did not realize that my adoptive father was already resting inside a cold coffin.

Very early the next day, the sky looked dark.

I wore a simple long dress, planning to go to the cemetery to place a bouquet for my father.

Before going out, I purposely opened the safe, wanting to wear the keepsake my father had left me, a moonstone bracelet.

But the safe held nothing.

I hurriedly looked through every part of the room, but the bracelet could not be found anywhere.

I quickly opened my phone, planning to send Lucius a message, but I first saw a new selfie posted by Wisteria.

In the picture, on her thin wrist was that very familiar moonstone bracelet.

The caption said, [Alpha said this old item is best to protect the child and me. Thank you for his care.]

I felt my mind break apart like being hit hard.

This bracelet was a precious item given by the old Alpha after my father gained military merit.

At that time, his body was full of injuries, yet he gently placed the bracelet on me, saying that as long as I liked it, even if he died in battle, it would be worth it.

And now, this bracelet was on the wrist of the woman who led to my father’s death.

I hurried into Lucius’s study, opening the door without a knock.

Lucius sat behind the desk, dealing with documents, when he saw me rush in; his eyebrows tightened. “So careless, where is Luna’s proper behavior?”

“Return the bracelet to me!” My whole body shook. “That is what my father left for me, what right do you have to give it to Wisteria?”

Lucius pressed his temples; his voice showed impatience.

“It is only a bracelet, Wisteria will spend her strength later to treat your father, you are not even willing to give such a small thing?”

Treat my father?

Because Wisteria refused to help him, my father had already lost his life alone.

Now she even wanted to take the final thing I owned.

“Lucius.” I looked at him, letting out a cold laugh. “Your so-called treatment will never happen.”

The impatience on Lucius’s face became stronger. Just as he was about to ask more, the study door was slowly pushed open.

It was Wisteria; she looked even softer and more fragile, the moonstone bracelet on her wrist giving off a cold light.

“Sorry… did I interrupt?” Her eyes quickly turned red, one hand resting on her lower belly. “I heard Rosalie speaking very loudly; the baby seemed to have been scared, moving very strongly.”

“Stop pretending, return the bracelet to me!”

Wisteria stepped back slightly, lifting the hand with the bracelet. “Alpha said this item can calm the mind and help sleep; it is good for the child. You already have everything, can you not let me keep this?”

“Return it to me!” I moved forward, stretching my hand, trying to grab it directly.

Wisteria suddenly cried out, her foot lost grip, and her entire body fell toward the window.

Lucius responded fast and held her, and that moonstone bracelet slid from her thin wrist, flying straight out of the window.

“No!”

I shouted in pain, but it was already too late.