I Abandoned My Mate and Adopted a Pup

Jacob scowled like he was greatly troubled.

Another healer suddenly barged in and shouted anxiously, “Alpha, Luna Molly has lost too much blood! She needs a blood transfusion right now!”

The troubled expression vanished from Jacob’s face, and he turned to me. “Zoey, your wolf is really strong, so you’ll be fine. Please save my pup, okay?”

“Take her blood! Stop wasting time!” Elizabeth screeched.

The healer looked at me hesitantly. I held back the tears that were threatening to spill out and raised my arm.

“Take it. This is the last thing I will do for Jacob and Molly.”

After this, I would have nothing to do with Jacob anymore.

This was me returning all of the love and devotion he gave me over the past five years.

Jacob was stunned. He frowned while staring at me.

“Take her blood! What are you waiting for? Save my grandson!” Elizabeth screeched again. Her words removed all of Jacob’s uncertainty.

I turned my head away and shut my eyes as I felt the needle pierce my vein.

Unnoticed by anyone, one last tear for Jacob slid down my cheek.

The blood bag soon filled up.

But Elizabeth continued screeching, “Take more! One bag isn’t enough! Take more as backup for my grandson!”

Troubled, the healer said, “Ma’am, if we take more, Zoey won’t be able to handle it.”

“Mom, that’s enough! One bag is enough.”

Jacob gave me a worried look before he glared at his mother.

“Enough? If she hadn’t brought that brat back, Molly wouldn’t have gone into shock! Did you forget that Molly’s carrying your pup?

“Zoey’s a barren woman! All that’s useful about her is her blood!”

Jacob clenched his hands into fists and said nothing else.

He walked over to me and caressed my pale face. “I’ll make it up to you, honey.”

I turned my head away. I did not fight back nor say anything.

The moment he turned around, I felt my heart die.

The second bag of blood filled up as quickly as the first, and my strength slowly faded away.

When they brought the third bag, I started trembling, and my breathing quickened. Even my vision started turning black.

I focused on the pup they had brought along and told myself that I could not faint.

The little one was waiting for me to bring him back home.

But the moment the third bag filled, my vision turned black, and I fainted.

“Zoey!” Jacob cried out anxiously, but I did not hear him.

When I opened my eyes again, the pup and I were the only ones left in the treatment room.

I struggled to push myself up and pick him up so that we could go home.

A few steps away, I saw Jacob sitting beside Molly’s bed in the treatment room across from mine as he whispered, “Thank goodness you’re both okay.”

Molly’s face was red. It was a stark contrast from my pale face.

I put a hand over my aching heart. I had no wish to see any more of it.

As I was turning away from them, I saw a disheveled Elizabeth. She looked like she had fought some animal and lost.

When she saw me, she cried out in joy, “I told Jacob that you’d wake up soon, but he refused to believe me!

“Since you’re awake, go hunting! The healer said that Molly needs protein, and she loves wild boar—”

“I fainted from loss of blood, and you want me to go out hunting?”

“What else? It was just a bit of blood, and you didn’t die from it, did you?! You’re strong! You’ve already recovered from it!”

Elizabeth’s piercing voice caught Jacob’s attention.

When he walked over, Elizabeth immediately started wailing, “Jacob, are you still going to ask your poor mother to hunt wild boars?”

Jacob gave me a troubled look. “Zoey, my mother can’t do it, and I need to keep Molly company… If you’re feeling sick, why don’t you go after taking a rest?”

I said nothing and just kept staring at Jacob, who was looking increasingly guiltier.

When I still did not move, Elizabeth yelled, “Why does she need any rest?! She’s just putting on an act because she doesn’t want to do it! Go unless you want me to drag you out!”

She stabbed me with her finger as if it was a knife.

“If you don’t go, I’ll take that brat you adopted and turn him into a stew for Molly! He’s made of meat too!”

Jacob frowned, but did not stop her. I could not see his love for me at all.

I blinked away my tears and said hoarsely, “Alright, I’ll go.”

I picked up the pup and shuffled toward the door.

“Zoey…” Jacob’s pained voice came from behind me.

I did not turn around.

I was never going to turn around again.