His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 01

His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 01 The Bitter Scent

While her husband mated with another woman, Nia Reed was forced to stand by and soothe his raging instincts.

Because Soren Shaw possessed Lycan blood, he could only find release through his wife’s scent; without it, he would lose control and slaughter whoever was beneath him.

“…Ugh… Ah…”

“Ah… Soren…”

From behind the screen, Nia could see Soren’s powerful figure thrusting fiercely, her heart aching with unbearable bitterness.

Five years ago, Soren had defied his pack’s ancient laws just to marry her.

“A union between a Lycan and a human will never produce a living pup!” the pack elders had raged. “Marrying her means ending our bloodline!”

But Soren’s love was unyielding. He threw a vasectomy report right in the elders’ faces, declaring, “If marrying Nia means I die without an heir, then so be it!”

This reckless act provoked rebellion and vengeance from the pack.

During one of Nia’s dance performances, they cut her safety wires. At the critical moment, Soren rushed onto the stage to break her fall; Nia only suffered a leg injury, but he broke three ribs.

While he was recovering, they set fire to their villa to burn her alive. Again, Soren arrived just in time, shielding her from a falling roof beam. Nia only lost a few singed hairs, but his body was left horribly scarred.

Finally, Soren threw himself in front of a speeding truck for her, thrown thirty feet away and fell into a month-long coma.

The first thing he said upon waking was, “Nia… I promised to keep you safe… and I keep my word…”

At that moment, looking into his eyes, Nia wept. She surrendered, agreeing to let Soren sire a pureblood heir with Rhea Hale, a noble lady of the pack.

“Ah… relax…”

The lustful sounds snapped her back to reality, her fingernails digging into her palms until they bled.

She had naively thought the farce would end once Rhea became pregnant. She never expected Rhea’s excuse—that the mother needed the father’s comforting aura—to keep them coupling night after night.

Worse still was Soren’s shift. From a reluctant single encounter at the start, it grew to a routine three times, and tonight, they had gone eight rounds!

Whenever Nia broke down and refused to watch, Soren would use the grand excuse, “Just do it for our child,” telling her to endure it.

The thought made her dizzy, a sharp pang rippling through her abdomen and twisting her insides. She truly didn’t know how much longer she could take this torture.

Finally, hearing the low groan indicating the end behind the screen, Nia felt as if her entire soul had been shredded. She turned and walked away.

But ten minutes later, news spread that Soren had caught the scent of blood, lost control, and hurt Rhea. Nia was bound tightly and dragged out into the pouring rain to kneel in punishment.

Soren’s mother stormed over and slapped her hard. “If anything happens to my precious grandson, I will take your life!”

“She tried to murder the next Alpha heir! She should be thrown into the wolf pits and torn to pieces!” the pack members spat, pelting her with stones.

Even Soren’s voice carried blame and confusion. “Nia, Rhea is only a month away from her due date. Why did you have to resort to such petty tricks?”

Nia couldn’t believe her ears. Looking up, she met his accusing gaze, and her heart felt as if it were pierced by a dagger.

It didn’t matter if his mother struck her or his pack cursed her. But Soren—Soren was the one person who shouldn’t doubt her!

Straightening her spine with what dignity she had left, Nia said clearly, “I didn’t hurt anyone!” Beside her, her pet dog, Snowball, whimpered pitifully as it was pinned into the mud.

But Soren wouldn’t listen to a single word. He was convinced she had let out her bleeding pet and left early, scheming to trigger his feral instincts so he would maul Rhea.

“Nia, every mistake has a price.” Soren suddenly covered her eyes.

“What are you doing?!”

Deprived of her sight, her hearing became sharp. She heard Snowball let out a tragic yelp, followed by a sickening thud of something heavy hitting the ground. A gasp rippled through the crowd.

Nia screamed in despair, “No!”

They had rescued Snowball on a rainy night. Back then, Nia had pitied the pup, saying, “He’s just like me, unwanted.”

Soren had wrapped the puppy in his jacket, his eyes burning with intensity. “Who says he’s unwanted? I want him.”

Later, he brought Snowball home and married her. Through all these dark days, the dog had been her sole comfort.

“Nia, no one will punish you anymore,” Soren said, gently patting her head.

“Young Master! Miss Hale is awake!”

Dropping his hand, he spun around and left in a hurry. As Nia’s vision slowly cleared, the pool of blood before her crushed her, and her tears flowed.

He hadn’t just killed Snowball; he had shattered the final bond between them. He didn’t want the dog, and he didn’t want her anymore.

Soren’s mother smiled in satisfaction as she watched her son leave. “Rhea’s pup will be born in a month. On the night of the delivery, I will ensure Soren dissolves your mating bond. You will take a flight out of Crown City by then.”

“You see where Soren stands. Don’t get in the way of their happy little family.”

A happy little family…

Nia finally realized how foolish she had been. Looking back at the absurdity of the past year, a sudden clarity washed over her.

She was the one who had pushed Soren into another woman’s arms!

He was no longer the Soren who would act as a human cushion when she fell from the sky, who would shield her from falling beams in a fire, or who would stand against the whole world just for her.

He was the father of Rhea’s child. They shared a biological tie that could never be broken.

Was she supposed to just endure this until they lived happily ever after, watching him surrounded by children and grandchildren?

Picturing Soren’s cold, retreating figure, Nia’s heart died. “Fine. Once the mating bond is dissolved, I will leave.”

For a Lycan couple, dissolving a mating bond required carving out the bond mark with their own hands. Once severed, they would never be able to catch each other’s scent again.

No matter where she fled in the world, Soren would never find her.