Chapter 3

I returned to the packhouse a week later.

The home I lived in for five years looked completely different, with no trace of my life left.

Evelyn strutted in high heels across a new carpet.

She bossed around omega servants, ordering them to fill the living room with lily-scented diffusers.

I instinctively objected. "Lily-scented things don't belong in the living room."

"Don't belong?" Evelyn laughed as if I told a ridiculous joke. "Do you still think you're the lady of this house?"

I asked calmly, "I'm just here to get my things."

Evelyn smirked. "That junk? Thrown out ages ago! Stop making excuses to show up here."

"If it's all thrown out, then where did that necklace come from?" I pointed at her neck.

Evelyn touched the necklace proudly. "Kyan gave it to me, of course."

I locked eyes with her. "Give it back."

That was an heirloom from the Silvermoon pack's Alpha family. I wouldn't let Evelyn keep it.

"You dare order me, you bitch?" Evelyn's hand clamped onto my shoulder.

Her eyes turned red, her hand starting to shift, claws ready to dig into me.

A gamma could easily overpower an omega.

But I wasn't an omega.

I once disguised myself as one for Kyan, but I had no reason to anymore.

The potion's effects had fully worn off.

With a light push, I sent Evelyn sprawling, only for Kyan, who just returned, to catch her in his arms.

Evelyn squeezed out fake tears. "Kyan, don't blame Violet. She's just too emotional."

Kyan looked shocked and furious. "Violet, are you insane? Hurting Evelyn over a necklace?"

See, that was how men were.

The moment you acted like yourself, they called you crazy.

I lost patience. "I don't have time for your games. Hand over the necklace."

Kyan stood angrily, ready to lecture me.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed. He clutched his throat, collapsing to his knees, struggling desperately.

Evelyn froze. "What's happening? Kyan, what's wrong?"

Kyan couldn't speak, his face turning purple.

He looked at me, pleading for help.

Evelyn immediately accused me. "Violet, you evil witch! What did you do to him?"

I raised an eyebrow. "It's not me. It's you. Kyan's severely allergic to lilies."

Evelyn went pale, stammering apologies. "Oh, Kyan, darling, I didn't know..."

"If you really were the she-wolf who saved Kyan on the battlefield and cared for him for three months, how could you not know?" My sharp question left Evelyn flustered.

She turned and shouted at the servants. "There must be medicine in the house, right? Get it now!"

A servant admitted the truth. Evelyn threw out all my belongings, including Kyan's emergency allergy medicine, so nothing was left to help.

Kyan's eyes rolled back as he slipped into a half-conscious state, his hands dropping limply.

Evelyn nearly cried. "I'm sorry! God, what do I do?"

I used to love Kyan so much I couldn't bear to see him suffer.

When I first cared for him while he was blind, I noted his lily allergy.

Over the years, I kept his emergency medicine stocked at home.

I made sure Kyan had the best food, clothes, and gear, while I never bought myself a single new piece of jewelry.

In five years of marriage, the only thing I had to show for it was that Alpha family necklace.

I told Kyan it was my grandmother's heirloom.

Yet he gave it to his mistress, shattering the last shred of our bond.

My heart turned cold.

I felt no sympathy for Kyan's suffering now.

I watched long enough before speaking. "Evelyn, if you want to save Kyan, give me back the necklace."