Chapter 2

　　The next time I woke up, I was in the hospital. I sat up in bed sweating. I felt like I'd had a terrible nightmare. I dreamed that Claude was going to reject me and bring Vicky back as Luna. 　　And my child has already died of weakness. 　　The nurse who had been taking care of me came in and said to me worried, "Luna, are you awake? You are still very weak. Don't run out alone again. You scared everyone when you came back in the ambulance today." 　　My body froze. 　　"I left the hospital?" I asked, pale. 　　"Yes, it's raining so hard outside and there's a typhoon. How dangerous it is for you to go out..." 　　I was shaking. No, It's impossible. 　　"Can I borrow your phone?" I asked the nurse with a sharp turn. The nurse took care of me for half a year. She trusted me all the time and lent me her mobile phone immediately. 　　I immediately called Claude, whose number I knew by heart. 　　After two rings, the phone was connected. 　　Claude's voice came out, and I began to sob: "Claude, it's me..." 　　"Natalie, come back when you're well and take my rejection." Claude sighed and whispered. 　　I finally realized that after Vicky came back, Claude and I were done, but hearing Claude's words, I still felt pain in my heart. 　　"I will promise to leave you, but you must give me back my child." My voice trembled a little and I said, "Give me back my child, I will promise... to... to accept...Your rejection..." 　　In that last sentence, I find it particularly hard to say. 　　Claude was silent for a moment and then said in a low voice, "Don't worry about the child anymore. He is dead. You should let it go." 　　I felt a little tickle in my throat. I coughed a little and said, "Vicky told me my baby died six months ago. Is that true?" 　　Claude said nothing. 　　My heart sank a little bit, I refused to give up the follow-up: "She is lying to me, right?" 　　"She's telling the truth..." Claude was silent for a moment and then said softly, "I know she drugged you." 　　I felt I had fallen into a dark abyss from which there was no turning back. I felt like a clown. 　　Claude has admitted it himself, and I can no longer lie to myself. 　　My baby is really dead. 　　"Claude, you brute, that's your child too..." I swear hysterically: "How can you do this? Allowing Vicky to do this to me? I've been with you all these years, and you don't even love me? Our child, he is so young, he has not yet come to see the world, why are you so cruel?" 　　"......" 　　"Claude, you son of a bitch, are you doing me right? Four years ago when Vicky left you, you were drunk every day, but I was there for you. When there was a crisis in your pack, I asked my mother to send someone to help you fight. I accompanied you to different packs and suffered a lot of bad eyes. In exchange for their recognition and help, we got through the difficulties together. Two years ago, when you were kidnapped, I rushed to rescue you by myself, took a bullet for you, and ended up in intensive care several times for a whole week before I was out of danger. I still have a scar on my chest for you." 　　"Claude, you have now killed our child for Vicky, Claude you will suffer." 　　Claude frowns and interrupts my words impatiently: "Vicky is the only person I love from the beginning. Take it as my apology. You should get well as soon as possible and stop bothering Vicky. I'll send a lawyer to talk about the distribution of property. Natalie. I want us to part on good terms." 　　Then he hung up the phone. I looked at the black screen of the phone, could not help but cry out. 　　It turns out that Vicky had already had a baby with Claude when she left. 　　Because of this bitch Vicky, my baby is dead. Killed by his own father, with another woman. 　　I recalled the time I had spent with Claude. I had just come of age and passed out at a party because I was in heat. And when I woke up, Claude was there with me. He told me that he had helped me and that he would marry me, and I felt so lucky. 　　My mother died of illness when I was very young, and then I was abused by my father and Vicky. Fortunately, Claude's mother was a very kind person, and she keenly sensed my situation, so she took me to her pack. 　　I grew up with Claude, and I loved him ever since. He took care of me so much. The moment I found out that I was going to marry Claude was the happiest moment of my life. 　　I gave the phone back to the nurse. After the nurse left, I opened the window in a panic. 　　My child is so young, he doesn't know anything yet, he feels what it feels like when his breath slowly disappears... 　　I dried my tears and pushed open the window. 　　I was about to jump out of the window when suddenly the room went dark and a loud voice behind me said, "Is that how you're going to die?" 　　"Who? Who are you?" I looked back, my eyes wide with surprise. 　　In the dark, the man's tall figure walked towards me step by step. I stared at him, unable to recall the moment. 　　It wasn't until the man grabbed my arm, pulled me back through the window and rolled me over onto the bed that I came to my senses. 　　"Who are you? You go away... Help... Uh..." I was desperate to call for help when the man in front of me put his hand over my mouth. 　　I tried to fight back by turning into a werewolf, but my body was so weak that even the Wolf had disappeared. I suddenly realized how bad my situation was. 　　"Shut up! Are you crazy ?" The man's tall body was on top of me, the warm breath was vaguely on my neck, and the words out of his mouth were freezing cold. "I've never seen such a stupid woman! Your child was killed by Claude and Vicky, and then you killed yourself?" 　　My tears could not help falling down, stubborn flat mouth, "Who are you? What's it to you?" 　　"Of course it's my business!" The man sneered, his fingers gently stroked my cheek, his thin calloused hands rubbing against my skin. "Natalie, are you just willing to die this？Don't you hate them?" 　　Of course I hate!