The Alpha’s Obedient Luna

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In the fourth year of being locked in a psychiatric hospital by my husband, Emberfang Pack Alpha Airs, I finally learned to be compliant.

He came to pick me up with his pregnant mistress, Vivian.

I naturally took the bag from the mistress's hand and considerately opened the car door.

From now on, you'll take care of Vivian. She and the baby are your family.

I nodded obediently.

After he drove my parents to their deaths, he found me two new family members.

After returning home, I woke up at five every morning to research pregnancy meal plans.

At eight o'clock sharp, I'd wake Vivian and accompany her to prenatal yoga classes.

At ten, I'd prepare snacks and listen to her and her girlfriends praise me for being such a thoughtful, useful dog.

Day after day, until Vivian gave birth to Jack.

The day they put up the new family portrait, Airs stared at the intimate trio in the photo, his voice trembling.

"Sera, why didn't you insist on being in the picture with us?"

Insist? But in the psychiatric hospital, I'd only learned how to be obedientand how to drive sane people insane.

Hearing Airs's words clearly, I calmly wrung out the cloth in my hand.

"Airs, I don't like taking photos."

He frowned, his gaze burning into me as if trying to determine whether my words were true or false.

I quietly wiped the dust off the family portrait, adjusting the frame's position bit by bit until it was perfect.

Vivian stood on the stairs, a flash of triumph in her eyes.

She threw herself into Airs's arms and stood on her toes to kiss his lips.

"You're back! I tried putting the baby to sleep by myself today, and I actually succeeded."

Airs instinctively looked at me.

I nodded, my lips curving upward with genuine praise.

"Vivian really is amazingshe put Jack to sleep so easily."

Airs's frown deepened.

Unfortunately, I had no time to play guessing games with himI still had a nourishing soup simmering on the stove for Vivian.

I hurried into the kitchen, put on heat-resistant gloves, and carefully carried out the soup.

Vivian sat at the dining table, her smooth legs brushing suggestively against Airs's lower body.

Airs smiled indulgently, but that smile vanished the moment he saw me.

I carefully ladled the soup into Vivian's bowl and thoughtfully let it cool.

Vivian smiled gently at me.

"Sera, you should sit down and eat too."

Airs proactively pulled out a chair and nodded softly.

"Taking care of the baby must be tiring. You should rest."

I lowered my eyes and smiled, declining.

"It's my honor to help Vivian take care of Jack. I'm not tired at all."

Vivian's lips curled with satisfaction as she clung to Airs's arm and acted coquettish.

"Sera really knows how to take care of people. Remember to give her extra pay, okay?"

I stood obediently by the dining table, remembering the last time Vivian saw Airs holding my hand and deliberately said the soup was too salty.

She'd thrown me to the edge of the pack's territory, deliberately letting wandering Rogues attack me.

In the end, my whole body was covered in wounds, and I dragged my injured leg slowly back home.

The first day back, Vivian ordered me to wash Jack's diapers.

I understood she was warning me.

Airs wasn't someone I could seduce or approach.

After dinner, Vivian pushed the leftover scraps from the soup tureen toward me.

I didn't understand her meaning and, as usual, dumped the scraps into the trash can.

Vivian suddenly cried out loudly.

"Sera, if you don't like it, you can tell me!"

"I know you haven't felt well since those Rogues attacked you, so I specially saved the rare herbs from the soup for you."

"Those are premium medicinal herbshow could you waste them?"

Airs looked over while holding Jack, his brow slightly furrowed.

I hurriedly bent down in panic, picked the dirty, rare herbs from the trash can, and shoved them into my mouth without hesitation.

"Vivian, thank you for your generosity."

Airs rushed over with concern in his eyes, forgetting about Jack in his arms as he extended his hand toward my mouth.

"Spit it out now."

Acid churned in my stomach.

I struggled to suppress the overwhelming urge to vomit, swallowed everything down, and smiled gratefully at Vivian.

Airs's pupils constricted as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

After all, the old me had severe mysophobia.

If someone else touched something, I wouldn't want it anymore.

So when I discovered Airs was cheating with Vivian, I didn't hesitate to propose breaking the mate bond.

But he refused to let go.

So I went to my father for help. My father was the Alpha of Silver Moon Pack, and when he learned about Airs's infidelity, he immediately pressured Airs to break the mate bond with me.

Airs secretly allied with a group of Rogues, ambushed Silver Moon Pack, and brutally murdered my parents. In the end, he absorbed Silver Moon Pack's power and resources.

My parents were hastily buried, and the very next day, Airs brought Vivian into our home.

I was filled with hatred and grabbed a knife, wanting to kill that pair of cheating dogs.

After accidentally tearing out a few strands of Vivian's hair, Airs bribed a doctor to give me a psychiatric certification.

He sent me to a psychiatric hospital to be broken down until I learned to be obedient.

And he and Vivian shamelessly enjoyed the power and resources my parents had accumulated over their lifetimes.

My fingers trembled violently as I took Jack, who was crying so hard he couldn't breathe.

"Don't cry, don't cry... Jack, don't cry..."

The gentle soothing worked. The child, tired from crying, fell into a deep sleep in my arms.

Airs looked at me, wanting to say something but holding back.

I avoided his gaze and carried Jack back to the nursery.

A sliver of light shone through the crack in the door.

Vivian laughed coquettishly while swirling her wine glass, disdainfully tossing me a bottle of witch-crafted potion.

"Eating things from the trash can is too dirty."

"Sera, you need to maintain hygiene, or I won't dare use you."

I picked up the cleaning potion bottle by my feet and bowed in gratitude.

"Thank you, Vivian."

Vivian showed no intention of leaving. Instead, she smiled at me expectantly.

I nodded in understanding, turned and went into the maid's room, poured all the cleaning potion into the bathtub, and filled it with water.

I shamelessly stripped off all my clothes and got into the bathtub, scrubbing myself viciously with a steel wool pad.

The steel wool and cleaning potion must have been mixed with a witch's special concoctionthe moment they touched my skin, the pain was excruciating.

The potion seeped into my skin, and I bit through the flesh in my mouth to avoid letting out a single cry of pain.

My whole body felt like countless bees were stinging me, countless fine needles piercing me.

Eventually, my skin was scraped bloody, and the entire bathtub became a terrifying fusion of blood and water.

Only when I was in such pain I was about to pass out did Vivian mercifully speak.

"Once you're clean, put on your clothes. I'm taking you somewhere."

I had no time to treat my bleeding wounds and hastily threw on clothes to follow Vivian.

Airs leaned against the stairs smoking, frowning. Seeing me, he instinctively stubbed out his cigarette.

"Don't eat things from the trash can anymore."

"Sera, as long as you're obedient, no one will punish you."

Before we established our relationship, Airs relied on smoking to relieve stress when he was troubled.

After we started dating, I made it clear I didn't like the smell of smoke.

Within half a month, Airs quit smoking and used the money he would have spent on cigarettes to buy me bouquet after bouquet of roses.

After marriage, the flowers in the bedroom never stopped. He even personally opened up a flower bed in the yard.

"Whatever you like, I'll plant it all for you."

Vivian stood in the living room jingling keys, her crisp voice pulling me back from my memories.

A flash of impatience showed in her eyes.

"Sera, it's time to go."

I nodded politely at Airs, signaling him to move aside.

His frown deepened as he gripped my wrist hard.

"Sera, you weren't like this before."

Before?

That was when I chose to be a full-time housewife after marriage, supporting him wholeheartedly.

Every day, I'd wait at the door to greet him, cook for him, with three different meals each day.

At night, I'd smile innocently while we made love, acting coquettish at every opportunity.

But unfortunately, there was no going back.

Vivian clicked up the stairs in her high heels.

Before Airs could pull me into his arms, she wrapped herself around his arm.

"Airs, why don't you just drive us there?"

He nodded, and I consciously gave up the passenger seat.

As the scenery outside the window changed, my heart suddenly tightened.

This road... it led to the cemetery?

Before the car had fully stopped, I hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

The tightly packed tombstones that used to be there had disappeared, replaced by crops covering the ground.

Workers in the distance were watering with hoses.

I stumbled forward, my throat hoarse and swollen with pain.

"Excuse me, wasn't this a cemetery?"

"Why does it look like this now? Where were the people who were buried here moved to?"

The man frowned in confusion, then his brow smoothed as he pointed to a small hill in the distance.

"This used to be a cemetery, but Alpha Airs surveyed the land and found it had good soil quality, so he used it to grow rare medicinal herbs."

A girl weeding nearby looked up, her eyes full of envy.

"That's right. I heard it's because Vivian's health isn't good, so Alpha Airs did this."

In the distance, Airs guiltily looked away.

Vivian's eyes crinkled with a smile as she kindly reminded me.

"Don't worry, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to find your parents' ashes, so I specifically had someone put them on top of the mountain."

My mind went completely blank, my legs heavy as lead.

I ran up the mountain without looking back.

But somehow it had started to pour.

The raindrops hit my body painfully. I collapsed to my knees in the mud, powerless.

Shattered stone tablets covered the entire mountainI couldn't make out any of the blurred names.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly glimpsed a character. I frantically clawed at the sharp broken stones.

Excruciating pain shot through all ten fingers, and every wound on my body burst open.

The bone-deep pain spread through my entire body. I cried until my voice was hoarse, my eyes blurred.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Mom and Dad...

It's all my fault, all because I misjudged people...

The rain grew heavier, and thick fog rose in the mountains.

Airs's worried voice came from behind me.

"Sera, where are you?"

Vivian found me first, unable to hide the venom in her eyes.

Her sharp nails dug into my wounds as she viciously grabbed my throat and shook me.

"Sera, why the hell did you come back?"

"If you just died, Airs would mark me, make me the new Luna, and I'd be all he sees, all he thinks about!"

I couldn't breathe as Vivian dragged me like a dead dog to the edge of a slope.

Suddenly, I saw Airs. He hadn't seen me yethe was still calling my name while anxiously searching for me.

In my field of vision, Airs drew closer and closer.

Vivian leaned close to my ear and whispered provocatively.

"Sera, guess who he'll choose this time?"

Before I could react, Vivian held me tight and rolled down the slope.

She pinned me down, flipping over to use me as a human cushion as we landed.

The countless wounds the witch's potion had created instantly burst open and bled again, agonizing pain spreading throughout my entire body.

The taste of blood surged into my throat.

As my consciousness grew hazy, I saw Airs tenderly gather Vivian into his arms.

He gently wiped the dirt from her body as if caring for a child.

Just like before, when the Rogues attacked, he still chose Vivian without hesitation.

And I was forgotten by him, besieged by Rogues, nearly crippled.

Tears mixed with rain rolled down my face, my voice broken and hoarse.

"It hurts... it hurts so much..."

Airs's gaze finally fell on me.

He took half a step forward, but Vivian sweetly fainted in his arms, hooking his pinky finger and frowning in discomfort.

"Airs, my calf hurts so much..."

Crystalline tears fell onto the back of his hand.

Airs immediately withdrew his gaze. Even though he knew werewolves healed quickly, he still panicked and picked up Vivian.

"Sera, hang in there. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Watching the man's heartless departing figure, I clutched the fragment of tombstone tightly in my palm.

As my consciousness faded, Mom and Dad affectionately stroked my head.

"Sera, you've done so well."

And I cried my heart out. "Mom, Dad, I will avenge you..."

When I woke up again, I saw a clean white ceiling.

Airs sat by the hospital bed, his chin covered in messy stubble, large dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing me open my eyes, he joyfully gripped my hand.

"Sera, does it hurt?"

I endured the pain and pulled out the IV needle from the back of my hand, forcing myself to get up and kneel at Airs's feet.

"I'm sorry, Airs. I didn't take good care of my body."

"I can be discharged now and go home. Vivian and Jack both need me."

Airs tenderly touched my burst and bleeding wounds, his fingers trembling continuously.

He reached out in anguish, and I instinctively covered my head with my arms.

"Sera, how did you become like this?"

I lowered my eyes without speaking.

The hospital room fell into an eerie silence.

It was Airs's urgent phone ringtone that finally broke the deadlock.

Through the speakerphone came Vivian's pitiful crying, accompanied by a baby's piercing wails.

"Airs, Jack won't stop crying."

"I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. Can you please have Sera come back to help me?"

Before Airs could answer, I'd already removed my hospital gown.

The scars covering my entire body were exposed to Airs's view. Something seemed to burn his eyes red.

The phone was abruptly hung up.

Airs's voice was terrifyingly hoarse.

"Sera, what happened to cause all these injuries?"

I quietly changed into regular clothes and gestured for him to handle my discharge.

"Airs, my duty is to take good care of Vivian and Jack. Please take me home."

Airs's shoulders shook violently as he lost control, cupping my face and roaring.

"Sera, what the hell did those people at the psychiatric hospital do to you?"

I responded with a polite smile.

"Airs, they only followed your instructionsteaching me how to properly serve Vivian and Jack."

I watched as all color drained from Airs's face, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

"But I just wanted you to be a little more obedient."

"I didn't..."

The phone rang again. I urged Airs to go home.

At the same time, the doctor outside the door secretly made a gesture to me.

Back at the villa, Vivian threw herself into Airs's arms with tear-filled eyes.

I took the crying Jack and gently patted his back.

"Don't cry, don't cry... Jack, don't cry..."

The gentle soothing was effective. The child, tired from crying, gradually quieted down.

Airs looked at me, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Vivian immediately sensed something was wrong and signaled me to return to the maid's room.

Without her command, I wasn't allowed to leave that cramped room at will.

At night, suppressed panting came from next door.

"Airs, did you miss me?"

"My body says it misses you so much, wants you so much..."

Airs seemed to deliberately suppress his ragged breathing, not wanting others to know.

But Vivian only got louder, as if she wanted the whole world to know.

And because Airs stubbornly refused to break the mate bond with me, whenever he had sex with Vivian, I could feel immense pain both physically and mentally.

It had been like this for years, every single time.

After a long while, the sounds from next door finally quieted down. I also finally got a moment's respite from the tremendous pain.

Before they'd started, I'd already given Jack sleeping medicine. Now, I quietly opened the window, letting the wind blow away the remaining sleeping powder.

My phone suddenly lit up. A new message popped up in the notification bar.

"The ladder's set up. Hurry and come down with Jack."

I picked up the sleeping Jack and pried out the USB drive hidden under the floor of the bed.

Under cover of the thick night, I got into the person's passenger seat and headed straight for the airport.

The next morning, Airs waited at the dining table for over half an hour but Sera never came.

He assumed Sera hadn't recovered well and needed more time to rest.

Or rather, after Vivian's passionate display last night, Sera was jealous.

When this thought surfaced in his mind, Airs unconsciously curved his lips into a smile.

Sera had been very obedient lately and could accept him having someone else by his side.

She wouldn't make a fuss like beforewhenever she caught an unfamiliar scent on him, she'd insist on sleeping in separate rooms or threaten to leave.

So Airs specially bought Sera a bouquet of her favorite roses.

He even had his assistant book the newly opened couples' restaurant.

Actually, Sera loved taking photos.

When they'd first gotten together, Sera would pull out her phone wherever she went, saying she wanted to record every beautiful moment.

Her refusal to take the family portrait with him was just her being petulant.

Waiting for him to coax her.

Airs sent Sera a message.

"Sera, I'm waiting for you."

"Don't let Vivian knowshe's such a jealous little thing."

But the person on the other end didn't reply to his message.

Even when he left to handle pack business, the chat window still showed only that one lonely sentence.

Airs suddenly missed the Sera who used to share everything with him.

When Sera saw cute little cakes, even though she was the one craving them, she'd still ask if he wanted to eat them.

Then when they got home, the table would be covered with all kinds of adorable little cakes.

If he so much as frowned, Sera would act coquettish and shake his arm.

"Airs, you agreed to let me buy them. You're the one who spoiled me."

Sweet moments flickered through his mind, but Airs's heart only felt increasingly empty.

Suddenly, his chest stabbed with pain.

Airs felt like he'd lost something very important.