Chapter 1

The man my wife had loved in secret for years had finally claimed the throne of our enemy pack!

During the war between our two territories, she added an extra herb to the King's medicine just to give her sweetheart a chance to survive.

Because of that single choice, all one hundred and thirty-eight healers in the Royal Infirmary were executed.

I was among those who died in that senseless bloodbath.

When questioned about her actions, my wife, Princess Seraphina, simply frowned with annoyance.

"I only added a little extra medicine. My father is just slightly ill," she said.

"But if I hadn't done it, Kaelen would have died."

She had no idea that because of her medicine, the King had lost all five senses and was now paralyzed in bed.

The entire pack was in chaos.

In just one month, our great kingdom was falling to pieces!

1.

The execution chamber was a sea of red.

The bodies of the one hundred and thirty-eight healers were piled carelessly in the corner.

These men had spent their lives studying medicine and serving the pack, only to be killed by a single herb.

All of this was because of my wife, Seraphina.

After my soul left my broken body, it instinctively floated to her side.

Seraphina was currently at an underground club, leaning against Kaelen, the former hostage from the enemy pack.

Her eyes were filled with nothing but pure devotion.

"Kaelen, I secretly changed my father's prescription. Now you can finally return to your pack and take over," she whispered.

Kaelen stroked her face as if rewarding a loyal dog.

"Did that husband of yours, the Head Healer, actually agree to this?"

When he mentioned me, Seraphina's expression turned cold.

"That blockhead? There is no way he would have agreed."

She grew angry just thinking about it.

"I only added a simple supplement to my father's medicine, but he blocked me at every turn."

"He kept rambling about how the ingredients would clash and cause a backlash."

"Some Head Healer he is. He can't even tell the difference between a supplement and a poison. Does he really think I would murder my own father?"

"I waited until he wasn't looking and swapped the herbs myself."

Kaelen looked excited and pulled Seraphina into his arms.

"Seraphina, you've suffered so much for me."

Being held by the man of her dreams made her blush instantly.

"I don't want to go back home for a few days. If Callum finds out I changed the medicine, he won't stop nagging me."

Kaelen replied casually, "Then stay here in the club. It's private, and no one would guess we are here."

The two of them whispered sweet nothings to each other like a pair of newlyweds.

In their conversation, I was nothing but a coward and an incompetent healer who was too afraid to use a simple supplement.

I let out a bitter laugh.

Even if she did go back, how could I nag her?

I was already dead. I died because of her ignorance.

The supplement Seraphina had added was White Root.

On its own, it is indeed a supplement.

But in the world of medicine, ingredients can react violently when mixed.

Adding even a tiny bit can turn a cure into a deadly toxin.

Her White Root had turned a simple cold into a terminal illness for the King.

He was barely clinging to life.

The Queen had locked down all news of the King's condition and ordered the secret execution of the entire medical staff.

I was caught in the middle of that political storm.

Before I died, the last thing I heard was Seraphina's voice complaining about me.

"Callum is such a cunning, petty man. He forbids everything just to keep me away from you."

"We were childhood sweethearts. He is just an outsider. He isn't even worthy of cleaning your boots."