Where the Alpha’s Heart Lies Novel – The day Dominic topped the Alpha Rich List, I was declared a lost cause by the pack doctors because I could no longer afford to replace the witch-crafted wooden heart keeping me alive. On TV, the host asked Dominic to call the person he regretted the most. Without hesitation, he dialed my number. I answered the phone and heard Dominic’s voice: “Back then, when you left me for money, did you ever regret it?” I glanced at the massive bill for replacing the witch-made heart and chuckled softly. “Alpha Dominic,” I said, “you’re so rich now.
Could you lend me two hundred thousand?” The call was abruptly halt. I stared at the screen as Dominic coldly said, “I have no regrets anymore.” He had no idea that when his heart began to fail, it was me who secretly gave up my own to save him. After the live broadcast ended, I immediately received a transfer of two hundred thousand from Dominic. I froze for a moment, a complicated feeling welling up inside me.
I used the money to pay for the medical bills. Just as I was settling everything, I suddenly heard a familiar voice outside the hospital room. Peeking through the gap in the door, I caught sight of Dominic. Seven years had passed, yet time seemed to have left no trace on him. The only thing that had changed was the person standing beside him—it was no longer me. The awards ceremony had barely ended, and he hadn’t even had time to change out of his suit before rushing straight to the hospital—all because his future Luna wasn’t feeling well.
Watching him hold Marissa tenderly in his arms, I lowered my head, pretending not to see, and quietly pulled the door shut. But Dominic yanked the door open with force. Startled, I looked up abruptly, meeting his gaze. His eyes were cold and sharp as ice, sending a chill feeling swept over me. “It’s been a long time since I last saw you,” he said. “Aren’t you going to say hello?” I looked at him, parted my lips slightly, countless words crowding my throat, but in the end, they all condensed into one simple sentence: “Alpha Dominic, could you lend me another three hundred thousand?” Dominic froze for a second.
Then his cold eyes flickered with a trace of anger. He grabbed my wrist and demanded, “It’s been seven years since we last met, and this is all you have to say to me?” A dull, persistent ache radiated from the countless marks on my wrist. I drew in a deep breath and said softly, “Alpha Dominic, you’re so wealthy. If you don’t lend me the money, I’m afraid Marissa might misunderstand.” Dominic looked momentarily stunned. A complicated emotion flashed across his eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, Marissa clung to his arm and said sweetly, “Darling, is this your former Luna?” She turned her gaze to me, her voice dripping with feigned pity: “Three hundred thousand is way too little—what could you even buy with that? Dominic spent five hundred thousand just on a pair of shoes for me!” “It’s such a pity you didn’t know how to cherish him. If you hadn’t abandoned Dominic, I would have never met him.” I stayed silent, lost in my memories.
After Dominic and I mated each other, we spent five happy years together. Back then, he hadn’t yet become the billionaire Alpha he is now. And my body hadn’t been as frail as it was now. Having found someone who truly mattered, we worked tirelessly toward building a future and a home of our own. Just when it seemed our efforts were about to bear fruit, Dominic was diagnosed with a severe heart condition. The treatments and transplant surgery would cost a fortune.
We drained our savings, and because of his failing health, the pack began to doubt his fitness as an Alpha. In the end, he was stripped of his Alpha title, left with no money and no power. To scrape together the medical fees, I worked multiple jobs every day, often surviving on just one meal, stretching every dollar as far as it could go. I worked myself to the bone, saving every bit I could for the medical costs. We even switched to the cheapest, low-quality generic medications, but still, we couldn’t find a matching one in time.
Watching Dominic grow thinner by the day, watching the light fade from him little by little, I was consumed by despair. Then, one day, the pack doctor came to me with news: a successful match had been found. The one whose heart was compatible with Dominic’s—was me.