Lyra, leave. Now.
Cassian was trembling, fighting the venom tearing through his wolf body.

But when he collapsed, his guards panicked.
Alpha, only her kiss can neutralize the toxin.

His hand grabbed mine before he could stop himself.
My lips saved his life. His pride hated it.

Then Theo called.
Youre still chasing my brother. Pathetic.

Cassian ripped the phone away.
You did not cherish her. I will.

His eyes were glowing when he pulled me close.


Theo's family all had the werewolf gene. After turning 20, they would go into heat every full moon. Whoever they marked for the first time would become their lifelong, sole mate.

I thought the person Theo wanted to mark was definitely me.

But when he first awakened his werewolf nature, his friend called me over to help him ease the symptoms.

Instead, I overheard Theo saying irritably outside the private room:

I really don't want to give Lyra the satisfaction.

I want to pursue the campus beauty, but she's not an easy girl.

Unlike Lyra, who's like an eager puppy, always at my beck and call.

When she gets here, even if she begs to help me, I'll have to resist.

I don't want to sleep with her and end up tied to her for life, completely under her thumb.

Standing outside the room, my mind went blank.

I never imagined that Theo, who had grown up with me, saw me this way.

His friends, always quick to jump on the bandwagon, all laughed:

So in your eyes, she's just a plaything.

Why don't I call and tell her not to come? Save her from taking advantage of you tonight and trying to climb the social ladder through your bed. To be honest, I think you get what you pay for.

But Theo stopped his friend from making the call, saying uncomfortably:

Forget it. If we tell her not to come now, what will she think?

Even if she's just a plaything, she's the one I've spoiled since childhood. I can't bear to hurt her feelings.

When she gets here, I'll see if I can resist touching her.

There are some things I don't want to spell out. This is a good opportunity to let her see things clearly.

At that moment, I wanted to burst in and shout at Theo:

You can't bear to hurt my feelings, yet you compare me to an eager puppy in front of your friends, letting them mock and belittle me? You don't deserve my infatuation!

But I held back. Why waste words on someone who doesn't cherish me?

I turned and fled the scene, telling myself not to cry.

After some thought, I called his brother's bodyguard:

Remember how you begged me to help ease Theo's brother's symptoms? Do you still need that now?

Send me the address. I'll be right there.




Half an hour earlier, the bodyguard had called to tell me a truth Theo had deliberately concealed:

Miss Lyra, do you remember five years ago when the young master took you skiing and you unfortunately fell into a ravine?

The older young master led us on a rescue mission. We searched for three days and nights before finding you buried in the snow, frozen like an ice sculpture. You had no pulse at the time.

The older young master told his brother that werewolves could share half their lifespan with their mate through a blood ritual on the full moon night.

The blood ritual is another form of marking.

Once performed, they would consider that person their lifelong, sole mate.

But the younger master wasn't willing to do it, yet he couldn't bear to let you die like that. He held you and cried uncontrollably.

In the end, it was the older master who saved you.

You were very lucky. It happened to be a full moon night.

To save you, the older master performed the blood ritual and shared half his lifespan with you. But in doing so, he also marked you, committing to you as his sole mate for life.

The younger master begged his brother not to tell you about this.

For the past five years, every full moon night, the older master has endured alone, never bothering you, and strictly forbidding anyone from revealing the blood ritual to you.

But tonight he really can't bear it anymore. He's been severely injured and is fighting for his life. With the full moon, he won't make it through without you.

Please, could you come and help him?

At that moment, my mind went blank.

I never imagined that I had actually died once five years ago.

Theo, who had cherished me since childhood, wasn't willing to sacrifice half his lifespan to save me. Instead, it was his cold-faced brother who had snatched me back from death's grasp.

But I still hardened my heart and told the bodyguard:

I'm sorry, but Theo needs me more tonight.

I was willing to be ungrateful just to rush over and help Theo.

Only to be mocked by him as an eager puppy, a mere plaything.

Yes, I was truly pathetic.

I deserved to be treated so cheaply.

But I won't debase myself anymore.

I wiped away my tears of hurt and humiliation, gripping my phone tightly as I told the bodyguard:

Is it too late to repay this life-saving debt now?

If Lucas absolutely needs me tonight, I'll go right now. I'll give it my all!

The bodyguard wept with joy:

It's not too late, not at all.

Miss Lyra, I'll send you the location right away.

If the young master wasn't critically injured and facing a full moon night, I would never have dared to disobey his orders and reveal this to you. The family rules are very strict.

I understood. Lucas probably just wanted to save my life, nothing more.

He didn't want me clinging to him.

And I just wanted to repay his kindness for saving my life.

It wasn't because Theo had broken my heart, and I was running into his brother's arms.




But I never expected that when I rushed to the VIP ward at the hospital,

I would see Fiona, the campus beauty, standing outside the room, desperate to get in: