Brooke’s Mother Past
After my sister died, I had no choice but to step up and marry Aziel Huxley — the ruthless Alpha of the Stormfang Pack — to give him an heir and keep our pack alive. I bent over backwards, became nothing more than a glorified servant, an obedient shadow at his side, just to win his cold heart.
I gave birth to our son, raised him, sacrificing everything. But he grew up wrapped in his father’s lies, spoiled rotten by Aziel’s family. Cael spits in my face every day, mocking me, screaming, “How is a son stronger than the Luna? What kind of weak-ass mother are you?”
And just when I hit my lowest—when I was struck down by Vargbane Fever, the deadliest curse known to werewolves, eating me from the inside out—do you think anyone showed a shred of mercy? No. Not Aziel, not t
