Chapter 2

2.

I was once the top scholar in the country.

To marry the Princess, I gave up a promising political career to become a healer in the Royal Infirmary.

After our marriage, I gave Seraphina everything.

She was physically weak, so I personally crafted her medicine and monitored her health every single day.

Kaelen was a prisoner from a rival pack, and his life in the palace was miserable.

I knew Seraphina was secretly helping him with money and food, but I looked the other way.

I gave her my life, but in her eyes, I was just an outsider.

She didn't know that her precious sweetheart hated our pack to his very core.

Right now, he was planning to drown our entire territory in blood.

The kingdom was without a leader, and the different political factions were already fighting for power.

Meanwhile, the enemy army had already crossed our borders in secret.

Their inside contact was Kaelen, the man who had lived among us for over ten years.

Inside the club, the air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume and lust.

Seraphina and Kaelen sat in the crowd, watching a dancer on the stage.

A pang of sadness hit my heart.

I used to crush fresh flowers and herbs to make a custom scent for our home because she hated the smell of heavy perfume.

She hated the smell of alcohol, so I quit drinking the day we got married.

But now, she was sitting in a room full of heavy scents and smoke.

Kaelen had his arms around other women while sitting right next to her.

Seraphina just smiled gently and drank the wine he offered her.

It turns out that when someone doesn't love you, the difference is painfully obvious.