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Aria's POVDamon leaves my hand asking me to take the elevator, and he'll join me shortly.Meanwhile, just as the elevator door is almost closing, Joshua joins me. There is silence as no one says anything not until Joshua breaks it.“Hm,” he coughs, clearing his throat. “You are Aria right?” I nod at his words with a short smile. “That's a nice name.” He continues while he steals glances of me. “I'm Joshua by the way.”I nod, although Damon already introduced him. “You're beautiful and smart too. Do you like music?” He asks.The question comes out of nowhere, but it felt nice that someone is actually interested in me.Damon is the only one who treats me like trash, the other family members seem pleasant.I smiled widely, not knowing the response to give. I spent five years of my life in coma. A lot of things would have certainly changed, neither do I want to give him an impression that I'm an oldie.“I listen to Saturn by Sleeping at Last.” I say and he gives me a shock expression.

Aria's POVMarry him?Marry him after he took me hostage in place of my sister, all because of a mistaken identity.I swallow hard, staring at him. Not like I have a choice. I either marry him or go to prison.“I… I will marry you,” I stammer, forcing the words out.“Good. You don’t have a choice anyway.”He leans back in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, his eyes studying me.“I’ll send in some clothes. Get changed. I’ll be introducing you to my father soon.” His voice is cold, threatening, and bold. All I did was nodded at every word.“We need to come up with a solid approach. I don’t want you messing things up and causing more trouble… Hey, look up.”I raise my head, trying to hold back the tears burning at the corners of my eyes. My life has never been easy, and now this. I don’t even remember how I got into that accident.“You better not try anything funny in front of my father. You know what will happen if you do.”His threats seep into my skin, sending shivers down my

Damon's POVIs my father really thinking that losing my title as the CEO of the Stones corporations would ruin me? I fight back the urge to scoff loudly and shake my head at him. Dad rises to his feet, he pushes the chair away and casts one last glance at me. "Three weeks to prove yourself Damon, Three weeks." With that, he storms out of the dining room. My step brothers and my step mothers begin to mutter words to themselves. The dinning room eventually erupts into a disaster. I suddenly feel my mother grab me by the wrist and pull me away. We make a stop at a corner close to the stairs.My mother eyes me with wide eyes. "What the hell was that Damon? What is wrong with you?" She snaps at me. I sigh heavily and shrug, pretending like I do not understand what is going on. "Nothing is wrong with me mum." I mutter.She scoffs and throws her hands in the air. "The way you spoke to your father? You have never done that before. How dare you do that? What is wrong with you? Do you want to

Damon's POVI knew it was fruitless listening to Ava in the first place. When i saw my bodyguard drag her back into the house, his hands were gripped to the collar of her shirt as if she was some deadly criminal. Well, she is a criminal. Ava stole both my money and my heart as well.I asked the bodyguard what happened and he told me that Ava tried to escape. That was enough reason for me to believe that it is truly Ava, although she kept claiming that she was Ava's twin who just woke up from a coma.I shake my head in disdain as I mentally scoff at her. Ava and her stupid schemes, I can not believe that I almost fell for her evil scheme again. This time, I do not honestly know what to do with her, for some weird reasons, I am reluctant about taking her to prison. Could it be because of the feelings i still have for her?No! I shudder at the thought immediately. I hastily wave off such thoughts and avert my attention back to the family dinner. I gaze around and I notice that everyone a

Aria's POV Damon Stones, that name does ring a bell. I know him to be a famous and influential man. What I really do not understand is how Ava got entangled with him. According to him, Ava pretended to be in love with him and then went ahead to scam him of his money. I am finding that hard to believe because Ava would never do such a thing but then again I am also having doubts because why would someone as powerful as Damon Stones lie against Ava for absolutely no reason?"I can see that prison does not scare you. You must have been there a few times." Damon's hoarse voice jolts me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I gulp a lump down my throat as my eyes remain fixated on the screen of his phone.I immediately shudder just at the thought of having to spend my life in prison when I just got out of the hospital. My heart begins to race extremely fast as I fall to my knees and begin to plead. "I do not know what my twin sister, Ava has done to you in the past but I need you to bel

Aria's POV "Ava?" He slowly approaches me with a confused look on his face. I stagger backward, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the way he draws closer to me. Something about his presence scares me, maybe it is because of the several men dressed in black that surround him or the way his piercing hazel eyes bore into my soul. I may not know this man at all but one thing I am certain for sure is that he is a very powerful person.He finally freezes in front of me and I can still see the shock in his eyes. Where did Ava meet him? "It is really you." He mumbles, his voice is rough and hoarse. I gulp a lump down my throat and hastily shake my head at him in disagreement. In order to clear the misconception, I hastily correct him. "My name is not Ava but Aria, I am Ava's twin sister." I mutter. Suddenly I watch his face change entirely from shock to disbelief. He chokes out a bitter laughter and shakes his head at me. I understand if he is finding it difficult to believe me, Ava and I

Selene's POVThe sky turned gloomy as the rain dropped in bits.We all gathered around while I stood in the middle. The twenty rogue I had gathered including I, Silas, Dara and Riven. We all prepared for the mission ahead.The mission I staged as MISSION ONE. The plan has already been drawn out and everyone knew their task. We were little compare to Bryan's men, but our confidence was no match for our numbers.I had changed my name and was always on cover up to avoid been recognized. I was dead to Bryan.I never know if he's people are around me. I couldn't risk telling the other rogues the truth.“Lady S,” Silas walked towards me, sending me a message through our eye contact. I had informed them to call me Lady S as that's the name I preferred.“Gather yourself around.” I ordered. They all stood up and covered their faces with black shawls.“You all know what to do, Bryan's men will soon be at the river, kilometers away from here. You wait for my orders and then we attack. Kill only

Author's POVCaleb, along with a little group, returned to Blue moon. The pack members gasped upon seeing them, they covered their faces, rushing into their houses.“Hey, wait there.” A deep voice said, making them halt in their tracks.The rugged fellow, with a rigid face and a scar that draws from his forehead across his left eye was none other than Beta Nightfury, the strongest wolf In the pack. Despite his strength, his loyalty belongs only to Alpha Bryan and if he requests that he rolls on dirt, he would gladly do it.Most call him, the loyal dog, but that's mostly behind his back.“Why the hell do you hold a cloth soaked in blood? Shouldn't you know better to put it in a bag instead of parading it round the pack like some sort of flag?”Caleb and the other three men behind him went on their knees immediately.Nightfury, raise his eyebrows at the other three. “Care to explain why you bring in rogues?”“Beta Nightfury, we request to see Alpha Bryan.” Caleb replied.“And why is th

Selene POV Once, I was a leader, a title given by blood and tradition. I had been Killian’s Luna, standing beside him as his equal—at least, that’s what I had believed. I had led by his side, trusted his judgment, and cared for our pack as if they were my family.And they had thrown me away.Riven leaned against a fallen log, his arms crossed, his sharp eyes assessing Caleb sternly. Dara sat beside him, flipping a dagger between her fingers, staring keenly at him. Caleb knelt on the ground, watching me as if waiting for judgment.I wasn’t sure when they had started looking at me for answers.Maybe it had been the night I first stood my ground against a rogue attack. Or the day I refused to let any of us go hungry. Maybe it had been happening all along, and I had been too focused on surviving to notice.Now, survival wasn’t enough.Killian was preparing for war, and he wanted me dead.But we had a choice.I exhaled, stepping closer to the fire. “We can run,” I said, my voice even. “D

I never expected to care about the world I left behind.For weeks, I had only focused on surviving. I had buried my past, forced myself to forget the pack that betrayed me, the mate who cast me aside like I was nothing. But now, as I stood in the middle of our camp, staring at a broken and bloody scout from my former pack, I realized I hadn’t left it all behind.Because Killian wasn’t finished.It started with the scent of an outsider.The moment it reached us, Riven was on his feet, he looked tense as he scanned the trees. Dara already had a dagger in her hand, and Silas melted into the shadows, ready to strike if needed.I didn’t react right away. I had learned patience, learned to watch before acting.The scent was familiar. And when the figure stumbled into view, his face pale from exhaustion, my fist clenched.Caleb.He was younger than me, barely an adult, but I had seen him run errands for Killian’s top warriors. He was one of them.I was on him before he could react, slamming

Selene POV They fully accepted me into their small group, taking me as one of them. Dara apologized for referring to me as a stray. She narrated her experience with other pack wolves and I wouldn't blame her if she had still refused to take me in.Riven was relentless, pushing me beyond my limits. Every morning, before the sun even broke through the trees, he forced me into drills — striking, dodging, countering. If I hesitated, he knocked me down. If I make mistakes, he makes me start over.“Pack life makes you soft,” he said after slamming me into the dirt for the third time that day. His breath was steady, while mine was ragged. "Out here, you have to be sharper, faster. You can't hesitate. Else you die.” He kept using the word, die, like it's some kind of situation he often encounters.I spat blood and dirt from my mouth and stood up, “I am not soft.”He smirked. “Then, prove it.”So I did.Day by day, I learned to move faster, to strike harder, to anticipate rather than react.

Selene POV The rogue stepped into view — tall, lean, his dark hair rough and unkempt. His clothes were ragged, but he looked relaxed, as if he had been watching me for a while.“Didn’t think a Luna could last the night out here alone,” he said, his voice low and rough.I wondered how he knew about my identity and just like he seemed to have read my thoughts, he grinned. “Heard information about a Luna lurking in the woods alone and thought to come take a look.’I stiffened, memories of that day replaying in my head. “I’m not Luna anymore.”His gaze flickered to my wrists, where the faint burns from the silver still showed.As a werewolf, a mark is left as an identification for those banished or exiled.He nodded in understanding, “Ah. Banished." He tilted his head. “What’s the crime?”I didn’t answer. Not like I owe him anything.He chuckled. “Fair enough. My name’s Riven.”I hesitated. Giving my name felt dangerous, but it was pointless to hide.“Selene.”Riven nodded, stepping clos