Constance's POV:
I woke up. My whole body was in pain, especially my head. It was as if ten thousand steel needles had stabbed me.
Baron and the Saintess looked at me worriedly. I saw a trace of sadness in their eyes.
"What's wrong with me?" I asked carefully. "Am I going to die?"
"Sweetheart, don't say that!" The Saintess revealed a gentle smile. "You're too weak. You don't have to participate in the coming prayer activities."
I instantly became nervous.
A Saintess, who couldn't even participate in the prayer session, was equivalent to a disabled person! If the rest of the pack found out, they would definitely try their best to chase me out!
I couldn't leave this place!
"Saintess, I'm fine! Really!" I was anxious to prove that I was fine and rushed to stand up, but I did not have control of my body. Just as I wanted to stand up, I fell to my knees with a thud.
The Saintess looked at me with pity. She gently stroked my hair and said, "Rest well now."
After the Saintess left, my body felt drained
I didn't dare to look into Baron's eyes.
He must think I was a good-for-nothing.
Fear and panic overwhelmed me, making me even more cautious when I cried.
Baron came to me, took me back to bed, patted me on the back, and said, "Constance, don't worry. No one will banish you."
This was the first time he had been so gentle to me.
I couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears in his arms.
Baron said many comforting things to me, and I gradually calmed down.
After Baron left, I lay alone in the hospital.
The white ceiling of the hospital was dazzling, and it upset me.
What the hell is going on? Why did I do this every time I saw Alpha Terrance? What the hell did he do to me?
There was a noise at the door.
I sat up and called out, "Who's there?"
No one answered me.
I hesitated and asked, "Is that you, Declan?"
The door opened, and Declan walked in.
He looked at me hesitantly.
"Honey, what's wrong?" I tried to smile at him.
Declan looked at me intensely. His gaze felt unfamiliar and made me feel afraid.
Did he also despise my uselessness?
The inferiority complex instantly filled my heart.
A wave of tears bubbled in me.
"Do you want to be with me?" Declan suddenly asked.
I was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.
"Do you want to?" Declan stared at my face and repeated.
I looked at him in shock and blurted, "Are you crazy? I'm the next Saintess. I can't have a mate, and I won't have a mate!"
Declan obviously knew my answer, but he didn't give up and asked again, "If you're not a Saintess, would you be my mate?"
I had never thought about it.
I liked Declan. A few days ago, I would have agreed without hesitation.
But for some reason, when he asked me this question, the first person that came to mind was Alpha Terrance with his platinum hair!
Declan wasn't crazy; I was!
I wanted to be a mate to that shameless person!
Declan looked at me in silence and knew my answer. His gaze instantly became very sad.
My heart tightened, and I quickly comforted him, "No, it's not that. I think it's good that we stayed like this..."
"Alright, you don't have to explain. I understand." Declan smiled bitterly.
I had known Declan for so long, but this was the first time I had seen him so sad.
I didn't know how to comfort him and could only watch him leave.
I was in a foul mood.
It felt like everything happened because of me.
I clutched my chest and told myself that I was the next Saintess and would dedicate my life to the Moon Goddess and that I couldn't have love in my life.
I looked down at the Moon Goddess mark on my chest and tried to comfort myself with this tiny mark.
However, when I looked down at my chest, I was shocked to see that my Moon Goddess mark had faded!
Terrance's POV:
I wanted to go to Constance to find answers to my questions.
But Baron told me that Constance was not well enough to receive visitors.
My common sense told me that a werewolf should not have such a weak body.
Constance was my mate. How did she become a Saintess? Why couldn't I mark Constance? Why did Constance look so miserable every time she saw me? An Alpha's Luna shouldn't be like this!
They must be hiding something from me!
I wanted to solve all the mysteries.
I followed Constance's scent and found her.
This time, I deliberately restrained my scent and found her room.
She was like a dying rose on the bed, making me feel sorry for her.
She seemed to be in pain and very sad. After crying for a while, she seemed to think of something and pulled open her clothes.
Roblox told me that saintesses were born with the mark of the Moon Goddess on their chest. When I first met her, I saw the mark on her chest—it was a dark crescent.
However, when Constance took off her clothes, I saw something that surprised me.
Her dark crescent mark had faded to a light grey!