Chapter 3

After Jennifer walked out, Ethan remained on his high horse. "An alliance is just politics. Pack rivalries are superficial, Olivia. You're far too obsessed with power."

I took a deep breath. Ethan's parents were cunning and manipulative to the core—how on earth did they raise such a pompous, sanctimonious fool?

Meanwhile, the Millers were wailing, demanding compensation.

"Our innocent, pure daughter came to your pack and somehow ended up pregnant! How is she supposed to survive after this?"

"You have to give us an answer!"

Pack members were crowding around, whispering. I sneered. "She got knocked up out of wedlock because you failed to raise her right. What does that have to do with me?"

"And another thing—Lily, you are exiled from the Blackwell Pack!"

Lily scoffed, fully prepared. "You dare banish an Omega carrying the Alpha's blood? I'll take this straight to the Pack Elders!"

"Olivia is barren and jealous! The Blackwell Luna can't stand anyone else, so she's trying to murder the Alpha's heir!"

Using the Blackwell name, she spread rumors quickly across neighboring packs.

I was almost amused. Mr. and Mrs. Miller thought I was cornered and tried to force me to track down the man who got Lily pregnant.

I agreed with a smile, pulling out my phone to demand an immediate paternity test.

Lily shoved her parents aside. "Idiots! What do you know? This baby is my ticket to everything! Once I give birth, I will be the Luna of this pack!"

She shot me a smug, covert glare.

She was probably already daydreaming about kicking me out.

Mr. and Mrs. Miller paused, gears turning in their heads. Suddenly, they demanded that I personally take care of Lily's pregnancy.

"You have to pay us a compensation fee too, to cover our daughter's pregnancy expenses!"

They made it sound like Lily was carrying the child for my benefit.

Ethan nodded solemnly. "Taking care of the vulnerable within our pack is our duty."

I paused, then smiled sweetly. "Alright."

"Lily is a member of our pack, after all. Since she's expecting, of course I'll take responsibility."

Right in front of them, I had Lily moved into the main mansion. I even summoned the pack healer and ordered the highest-tier prenatal care and tonics available.

Lily thought I was bending to the pressure of her unborn child. She immediately let it go to her head, barking orders at me. "You! Go brew me some soup! Use the best herbal tonics!"

The staff stared at her in utter disbelief. "Lily, are you insane? Those rare herbs were prepared specifically for Lady Olivia! How dare an Omega demand them?"

Lily sneered. "So what if I'm an Omega? The baby in my womb is worth ten of her!"

"...What is there to be proud of about getting pregnant out of wedlock?"

Everyone thought she had lost her mind. But I didn't lose my temper; instead, I personally served her a bowl of tonic with a smile.

Lily grew even cockier. "Good to see you know your place."

She took a sip, then went right back to bossing the servants around, screaming at and hitting anyone who displeased her.

She even went behind my back and ordered a custom gown identical to mine.

I let her run wild.

Six months passed, leading up to the night of the Blackwell Pack's annual gala.

The pack hall was packed with members, the chandeliers gleaming, moonlight spilling through the grand archways. A live orchestra played a smooth melody as I walked onto the dance floor on Ethan's arm, soaking in everyone's admiration.

As the song ended, the master of ceremonies took the stage with a grin. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our annual pack gala! Let us all give our warmest thanks to Luna Olivia for organizing this magnificent evening—"

Before he could finish, the heavy ballroom doors slammed open.

A shrill scream shattered the room.

"I object!"