To Bleed a Fated Bond

My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at Damien, my sobs heart-wrenching.

“Damien, you bastard! My uncle is all alone because our family saved your father! How can you threaten me with his life!”

Damien said impatiently, “Serve Selena well, take good care of her and her son, and I won't touch him.”

With that, he wrapped his arm around Selena and left.

“Selena, thank you for giving me an heir. I will reward you handsomely.”

Blood poured from between my legs as I begged the Beta guards in the hall to take me to the healer, to save the pups in my womb.

The Matriarch rushed in, her face turning pale at the sight of the blood pooling on the floor around me.

“Get her to the healer now! If anything happens to my grandchildren, I won't spare a single one of you!”

I was taken to the pack's medical room, but the healer never showed up.

The Matriarch was furious, demanding to know where the healers assigned to me had gone.

A young attendant stammered:

“Matriarch, all the healers in the territory have been summoned by the Alpha to the riverside villa. Miss Selena pricked her finger during a blood draw, and Alpha Damien was afraid of complications, so he has all the healers on standby.”

“Right now, in the entire city... there are no healers.”

The Matriarch was so angry she tried to contact him through the mind-link. “He's gone mad! His own mate is hemorrhaging while giving birth, yet he's called away all the healers for an outsider, completely disregarding her life!”

After more than ten attempts, Damien finally answered the mind-link, impatiently asking what the Matriarch wanted, if I was causing trouble and getting her to back me up again.

The Matriarch shouted, “Elara has hemorrhaged to the point of unconsciousness! The pups are dying inside her! How could you take away all her healers? Are you trying to kill your own mate and pups?”

Damien sneered, “Did Elara put you up to this? Her pups were born yesterday. Why is she pretending to be in labor now?”

“Fine, fine. I'm busy taking announcement photos with Selena and our son. She wants a healer? I'll send someone.”

The Matriarch ended the mind-link and held my hand tightly.

“Don't be afraid, Elara. The healer will be here soon.”

I clutched my belly, feeling the life inside me gradually fading.

I thought of my past life, how my pups were also killed by Damien's own hands, suffocated to death right inside my womb.

I trembled all over as I pulled the Matriarch's hand and said with great difficulty:

“Matriarch, three years ago, when my family fell from grace to save Damien's father, you promised you would treat me like your own daughter. You said that if Damien ever treated me poorly, you would help me sever the mate bond with him.”

“I'm begging you, help me sever the mate bond. I won't stand in the way of his beloved's son. I just want my pups to be born safely.”

The Matriarch was already in tears, her words tumbling out:

“Although it was to repay your family, I only said I'd take you in as a goddaughter. Confessing his love, proposing... that was all Damien. He said you were fated mates. He loved you so much, how did it come to this? It's all that bitch Selena's fault. If she hadn't appeared, things wouldn't have turned out this way.”

I smiled miserably. Yes, childhood sweethearts, fated mates... how did we end up like this?

The man who blushed at his coming-of-age ceremony, swearing that if he ever betrayed me, he would be torn apart by a thousand blades and suffer a wretched death.

Now, for another woman, he was putting me through that hell.

“I'm begging you, Matriarch,” I said, gritting out each word.

Hearing my faint, thread-like plea, the Matriarch finally nodded.

“Alright! Before your bonding ceremony, I made him sign an agreement with you, precisely for a day like this. It gives me the power to help you leave him. I'll go get the ceremonial token now and have it processed urgently!”

“Tomorrow, I will announce that your children are my only heirs. As for that ungrateful, monstrous son of mine, I will disown him!”

The Matriarch left immediately.

I lay on the bed as waves of agony ripped through my abdomen, and I cried out.

The young attendant the Matriarch left behind anxiously awaited the “healer” Damien was sending.

Finally, someone arrived.

But it wasn't a healer; it was a delivery courier.

Seeing the bloody scene in the delivery room, he awkwardly handed over a bag. A few ordinary painkillers and a roll of bandages fell out.

“The Alpha said it's just some postpartum bleeding, not fatal. He said you should handle it yourself and stop disgusting him.”

The attendant's eyes were red from crying as they smashed the bag to the ground.

“Luna, I'm taking you to a hospital in the neutral territories. You have to hold on.”

I wailed continuously until my vision went black. My inner wolf was fading. Finally, I passed out.