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After Marrying My Husband,My Ex-Husband Regretful it

When I turned eighteen—my coming-of-age ceremony as the future Luna—my parents were ambushed and taken hostage. My fiancé, Alpha Jace Thorn, led a rescue mission alone. He came back with his legs shattered, his wolf crippled, and both his kidneys torn out by rogues. I wept for him. I believed he’d risked everything for love. So I did the unthinkable—offered my own life to save his. I donated one of my wolf-born organs—sacred, blessed by the Moon Goddess. The ritual left me weak, my wolf half-asleep, dependent on tonics and moonwater just to keep breathing. When Jace knelt before me, eyes red with tears, and promised, “You’re my mate, my destiny, my forever,” I believed him. Three years into our marriage, the Silverfang Pack called me the barren Luna. I tried everything—herbal tonics, moon prayers, even the forbidden ritual of fertility under the Blood Moon. Finally, I decided to attempt artificial conception at the healer’s den. That was when I overheard them. “Alpha Jace,” the healer whispered, voice trembling, “you and Alpha Thorn’s allies staged the ambush years ago. You harvested Luna Seris’s wolf organs and womb to save Lady Lyra. Now you want me to implant Lady Lyra’s egg into the Luna’s body? Don’t you think that’s too cruel?”