Chapter 8

On the night of the Moonlight Birth Fest,the ballroom was magnificent,and the guests were dressed in their finest.

I stood in the corner of the party with a glass of champagne in my hand, The bottle of Aconitum potion was tucked neatly into my waist pouch.

Logan and Olivia, smiling, enjoyed the feast without a trace of guilt.

I wanted to burn their smiles. Burn this pack in the same fire that burned my mother to ashes.

But revenge isn't for now. Tonight, I must make sure I fake my death at Logan's hands so I can escape this place, escape my identity as a surrogate mother, and pave the way for my revenge.

Not far away, Alpha Asher,on the other hand,was chatting with his pack,nodding silently at me.

This was the signal we'd agreed upon, indicating that I needed to drink the aconite potion.

Once I finished the aconite potion, the "fake death" act that Alpha Asher had arranged for me would begin.

I quietly sipped the Aconitum potion.

After a few moments, I walk toward Logan and Olivia. The children have been taken to their rooms during the middle of the event. That makes me feel relieved.

“Alpha, Luna, good evening...”

The entire Moonlight Birth Fest hall suddenly changed. The melodious music was replaced by deafening noise.

Logan turned,startled,his eyes wide as he saw a group of Werewolf Hunters storming in.

They shouted, “Dirty wolves! Kill them all!”

They didn't hesitate and opened fire.

Shiny silver bullets flew in all directions, injuring many guests.

Several other Werewolf Hunters threw blue fireballs that instantly burned the decorations in the ballroom. Flames licked everywhere,creating terrible chaos.

In an instant, the pack of werewolves transformed and counterattacked.

Logan reacted immediately, pulling Olivia and me behind him, protecting us from the hail of bullets.

“Stay behind me!” he growled, his muscles tensing.

However, amid the chaos, a large, muscular Werewolf Hunter managed to slip through the crowd. He ambushed me from behind, grabbed my hand tightly, and pulled me away from Logan.

I struggled, trying to break free, but his grip was too strong.

Logan saw me being captured. His face paled, his eyes filled with rage.

“Let her go!” he roared,wanting to lunge forward, but the Werewolf Hunter held a silver knife to my throat.

“One more step, Alpha,and this woman dies!” he threatened.

“Argh! Logan, help me!” Olivia's scream caught Logan's attention.

At some point, another werewolf hunter had snuck up and captured Olivia. A silver knife was pressed against her neck.

“Alpha Logan，We need one of your women in exchange for the life of my sister, whom you killed five years ago! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.” The Werewolf Hunter behind me grinned, pressing the knife against my neck, causing blood to flow.

“Choose, Alpha. This woman, or your Luna?”

“I owe you nothing!” Logan stared coldly at Werewolf Hunter.

“Let go of my Luna.Take Mia instead...”

A slight bitterness welled up inside me，the difference between love and indifference was so obvious.

“Logan...” Olivia sobbed into his chest after being released by the hunter.

The hunter then said without letting go of me. “Back off!”

Several werewolf hunters retreated from the fight. The werewolf hunter behind me pulled me with him.

My eyes closed for a moment, Logan's indifference clearly appearing in my mind.

When the knife at my neck moved away for a moment, I bit the hunter's hand and elbowed him hard in the stomach, causing him to let go of me.

Logan's gaze turned sharp. Suddenly, with a roar of rage, Logan lunged at the Werewolf Hunter.

His movements were lightning fast, and his sharp claws were aimed at the Werewolf Hunter behind me.

Logan's speed was unstoppable, and I smiled slightly as I stood in front of him.

His claws pierced my stomach.

My vision turned red,and a sharp pain tore through my stomach.

The crowd fell silent, and the battle stopped as the Werewolf Hunter retreated. All eyes were on me as I lay sprawled on the ground.

Logan, his face pale and his eyes empty, stared at his blood-stained hands, his sharp claws piercing my stomach.

“No...” he whispered,his voice hoarse, as if the world had just collapsed before him.

I held back the pain in my stomach and pulled on Logan's suit collar. My voice trembled as I spat blood into my mouth.

“Logan...I hate you, I hope you die...”

The image of my mother's smile danced in my mind. Tears streamed from the corners of my eyes.

What he doesn't know is that everything happening now is a carefully orchestrated scheme by me and Alpha Asher.

I let myself die at his hands, so that he would believe I was truly dead.

One day, I will take revenge for my past,for the children who were separated from me,and for my mother.

One day, Logan will beg for the life he took from me.