Chapter 1

For three years, I lived under the title of Luna of the Shadow Phantom Pack.

But everyone knew I was nothing more than Sophia's replacement—a blood bag she needed to survive.

Alpha Zane guarded her, my parents favored her, and even the Silver Moon Necklace that should have been mine was casually dismissed by him as "returning it to its rightful owner."

I once thought that if I was obedient enough, humble enough, someday they would see me and feel sorry for me.

But now, I've finally woken up.

I'm going to dissolve the mate bond, leave the pack, and from now on, live only for myself.

Mira POV

When the cold needle pierced my skin, I was already used to not crying out in pain.

I lay numbly on the hospital bed, watching my blood flow through the tube, drop by drop, into that glaring blood bag.

Zane stood not far away.

The high and mighty Alpha of the Shadow Phantom Pack. My mate.

At this moment, he was staring intently at that blood bag, his eyes filled with a heartache I had never received.

"Draw it faster."

He coldly ordered the doctor, not even sparing me a glance as I lay there, deathly pale.

"Sophia is still waiting."

Hearing that name, my heart couldn't help but throb with pain.

Sophia, the true precious daughter of the Silver Moon Pack.

She was the one who was supposed to wear the wedding dress and marry Zane in the arranged union.

But after an attack by a rogue wolf, the wolfsbane poison completely destroyed her blood and completely ruined my life.

I was sent to Zane's territory as a cheap replacement, packaged and delivered.

Everyone in the territory respectfully called me Luna.

But only I knew it was nothing more than a pathetic joke.

Because Zane's heart had always belonged to Sophia.

Vial after vial of fresh blood was drawn from me.

I watched Zane carefully protect those blood bags as he turned and left, then closed my eyes in despair.

After a long time, I slowly opened them again.

What greeted me was the pure white ceiling of the hospital. My wrist was wrapped in thick gauze.

The wolf within me felt like it had fallen into a death-like slumber.

The door to the hospital room was suddenly shoved open, and a middle-aged couple strode in, their faces showing undisguised impatience.

They were my biological parents, the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Moon Pack.

"Mira, you'd better take care of that body of yours. Listen carefully—your life exists to save Sophia."

His voice was cold as ice, cruelly crushing the last bit of hope in my heart.

Yes, in their eyes, I had never been their daughter.

My mother's voice was even more cutting. "Drop that pitiful look! Don't forget, the Luna position you're occupying belongs to Sophia! If Sophia hadn't been poisoned, it would never have been your turn!"

"Enough, don't bother with her. Sophia still needs us."

My father snorted coldly.

They turned and left, never once looking at me again from start to finish.

I lowered my head and touched the blood-soaked gauze on my wrist, letting out a self-mocking laugh.

Zane returned, and I thought he was going to have them draw my blood again.

He walked straight to my hospital bed, impatiently furrowing his brow, lowering his voice as if granting me charity.

"As long as you continue obediently giving blood to Sophia, I promise that in a few days, I'll officially mark you."

I looked at him, the corner of my lips curving into a cold smile.

"Really? What a generous compensation."

He froze for a moment, seeming to find my reaction somewhat unusual today, but Sophia left him no time to care. In the end, he said nothing and turned to leave.

The next day, after the blood draw, my face was as white as paper, so weak I could barely stand.

I believed this would be the last time I gave blood to Sophia.

Through the glass window, I clearly saw Zane walk to Sophia's bedside and gently tuck in her blanket.

The whispered gossip of a few nurses nearby reached my ears clearly.

"Luna Mira is so pitiful. They're both Alpha's daughters..."

"Who told Alpha Zane to only have eyes for Miss Sophia? She's nothing but a walking blood bank. How pathetic."

So this was the life I had been living all along—without love, and without dignity.

My nails dug deep into my palms, yet I felt no pain.

I supported myself against the wall and slowly walked to Zane.

"Are you coming back to the main house tonight? I've prepared a gift for you."

"A gift?"

His expression instantly darkened, his eyes full of disgust.

"Sophia is still suffering in that hospital bed, and you still have the mood for these pleasing tricks? Do you even have a heart?"

"If you're not coming back, forget it."

My tone remained calm.

"It wasn't anything important anyway."

"Stop with your ridiculous schemes. I don't need them."

He coldly cut me off, turned, and quickly walked back to Sophia's hospital room.

Don't need them?

You'll need this "gift" soon enough.

Walking out of the hospital doors, I mind-linked my exclusive pack lawyer.

"Prepare a mate dissolution agreement for me."