****Melissa's POV***I was locked in my room these past few days. Even though I felt terribly bored, I dared not complain. This was because I already know they are doing this for my own good. But strangely today, I noticed that more guards were stationed outside the door. This got me a little scared. I wonder if it was because of the trail tomorrow. I still haven't gotten any evidence. I mean, how I am supposed to find evidence when I'm not allowed to leave my room. To make things worse, I haven't seen Alpha Xavier for two days now. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to these past few Days that he didn't drop by like he used to in the past. Could it be that he is busy because of tomorrow's trial? I mean, he agreed to the trial which is to take place on the 7th day. Could that have been the reason I have not seen him?While I was thinking about all these, my Rolf suddenly became restless, and then, a familiar scent wafted through my nostrils. At that moment, my heart began to

***Melissa's POV***Finally, it was morning and the day of the trial. At this point, I was perplexed. All those I regarded as family members loved me. Jasmine only faked forgiveness, all, so she could kill me. What offense did I really commit for them to trust me this way? Didn't I try my best to be good to them? Why do they hate me so much? What did I ever do? All of these questions played in my head as I stood right in front of the crowd for my trail. Jasmine was dragged towards where I stood by Alpha Xavier's men. “Alpha Xavier, may I know why you decided to humiliate my daughter this way?” My dad asked. Did he really know what Jasmine plotted? Could it be that he was just pretending not to know? “Exactly. Why do you have her in chains like some criminal? May I remind you that you are in my pack, and you ought to report certain things to me before you decide?”“You're right about that. However, in front of this crowd, I have two questions for the both of you.”“Beta Kyle, are

**Melissa's POV***I have been in the Vulcan pack for a month now. And in this month, I've never laid eyes on my mate. I have no idea what to call this. Why is it so impossible to see him? It was as though he planned to abandon me the moment we arrived at his Pack because this is how I feel. I heard a sharp knock on my door. I slowly got out of bed to open the door, and there stood Hana, the maid who also brought me breakfast. “Hana, how may I help you?”“The Alpha wishes to see you in his study room.”“Huh? The Alpha is finally back?” I asked wide-eyed, but the maid refused to answer me. She never answered my questions whenever I asked. It's not just her. All the other maids in the mansion do not care about me. To them, I was a special slave, which their alpha took with him from the Lockwood pack. Who am I to complain? A month since I left the Lockwood pack, I have never met troubles in the Vulcan pack. I preferred staying indoors because I enjoyed the comfort of being on my own.

***Melissa's POV***A week has passed ever since Xavier told me that I can't be his Luna. I've been in doors mostly and even when I come out of my room, I only go to one particular spot to watch the din, the moon, or the clouds. Since I can't be a Luna like I had thought I would, I think it's best to just live my life, watching the sun, the moon, and stars until the goddess days otherwise. What's more important to me right now is the peace I have. I can't lose that peace for anything in the world. As long as I have peace, I don't think there's anything for me to be worried about. I walked out of my room as usual to go see the night sky, since it was getting dark. But just as I headed there, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I paused and quickly turned around. “Miss Melissa, I'm sorry if I startled you. I thought you were about to go to your usual spot, and so I wanted to keep you company,” the maid I rarely saw said to me. “Huh?” “I'm the maid who brought you breakfast today.

**Alpha Xavier's POV**I stood in front of my late Luna's picture. It seemed as though she was mad at me now that I looked at her picture. “Please don't get mad. I promise I will not let her know about this place ever again. This is a promise I make to you. Believe me, my love.”I took a sip of the wine I was drinking and admired the portrait of my mate. Just then. I heard the door swing open. “Who's there?” I asked without turning around to see who it was. “It's me, Drake. Can I have a word with you, Alpha.”“I don't have the time to. I want alone time with my mate.”“What about your mate, who is alive and well?”I was forced to turn around at Drake's question. “What are you talking about? There's only one Luna, and she's the woman whose portrait you see on the wall. Are you trying to make a Luna out of someone else?”“But she has always been your Luna. Why does it seem like you're trying to abandon your new mate now?”“She's not my mate. Don't make me repeat myself, Drake. If y