My Mate Always Advises Me To Be Generous to Her

No one knew that I was the Thorn pack’s head Alpha’s soulmate.

He and Carol, who had been best friends since they were kids, were very close. Everyone in the pack thought they were soulmates while I was just a mistress threatening their bond.

To protect Carol’s reputation, Barnett lied to the pack, claiming Carol was carrying his pup. This made our child illegitimate.

When I confronted him in pain, demanding why, he explained, “Carol is known for her gentle and quiet nature. If our packmates knew she was pregnant without a mate, they would shame her. She's too fragile to go through all this.”

For the first time, I looked at the man I thought was my mate and questioned if the Moon Goddess had made a mistake.

Later on, while Barnett was away gathering herbs for Carol, the elders forced me to terminate my pregnancy, branding our pup as a disgrace to the Thorn pack.

By the time Barnett returned, our pup was gone, and so was I.

I ignored the look of disdain on the physician’s face and caressed my flat stomach excitedly.

I could not wait to tell my mate of the news, only to see him wrap his arms around another woman.

“I can’t believe it, Barnett! I’m pregnant with our pup! Quick! Give me your hand, you can feel him move!”

Barnett smiled gently. He was about to reach out his hand when he caught sight of me in his peripheral vision. Quickly, he pulled his hand back.

“Fera! What are you doing here?” I threw the herbs in my hand at his face.

‘Did Barnett betray me?’ I wondered, but I did not feel the heart-wrenching pain of betrayal by my supposed soulmate. This indicated that, at least physically, he had not.

“How dare you cause a scene in front of Mr. Barnett and Miss Carol, you wench!” Other tribal members who had come to visit the physician pointed their fingers at me.

How ridiculous. The Moon Goddess had chosen me to be Barnett’s mate, yet everyone acted as if I was his mistress.

Three years ago, I turned 18 and was mated to Barnett, who had fought his brothers and won the title of Thorn pack’s head Alpha.

To gain the pack’s support, Barnett lied that the Moon Goddess had not assigned him a mate.

He even sought a fake divinator to read his fate; that he was destined to give his all to the pack and never find a mate.

Tribal support leaned towards him, in comparison to his brothers who were never seen without a pretty lady in their arms. Barnett begged me to keep our bond quiet, so I did.

“I am pregnant with Barnett’s pup. Have some shame and leave the father of my pup alone,” Carol demanded.

Her words cut deep. I fled in tears, only for Barnett to find me soon after.

He wrapped his arms around me gently. “Please, Fera, don’t cry. Carol’s pup isn’t mine.”

"Barnett! How could you reveal the truth to that lowly maid?! Do not tell me she's actually your mistress!" exclaimed Carol, who had followed Barnett, disbelief evident in her eyes.

Barnett wiped away my tears and scolded her. “Fera is not a mistress. She is my soulmate, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself!”

After the initial shock passed, Carol pretended to be concerned, “Is that so? What a pity. Everyone knows she's just a maid, and the pup in her belly must belong to some mystery man.”

Earlier, with Barnett chasing after me, Carol was left to explain the confusion to everyone.

She spun a tale, claiming I was the sister of Barnett's former comrade, who he had taken under his care as a maid after my brother’s death.

As Barnett’s mate, Carol did not feel the cutting pain of a mate’s betrayal.

Although the pack physician had confirmed my pregnancy, she had no idea who the father of my pup could be.

As such, everyone assumed I must be a shameless wench.