It was getting easier to play the part of Elijah’s Luna. During our lessons, I quickly found my rhythm. Social skills came naturally to me—much to everyone’s surprise.Navigating conversations, reading the room, and managing subtle power dynamics were tasks I could do with my eyes closed, particular
Elijah watched us, his expression unreadable, but I didn’t have time to analyze it. Thea was already dragging me out of the room and into her own, her excitement contagious.Once we were in her room, she immediately started arranging her dolls, babbling on about their latest adventures. I sat on the
The day of the charity gala had finally arrived, and I found myself standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the strap of my gown for what felt like the hundredth time. It was a stunning dress—a beautiful gold, hugging my figure in all the right places—but I couldn’t help the wave of nerves that w
We walked into the hall, the low murmur of voices following us like a cloud. I spotted the children’s area off to the side, and Thea, thankfully, didn’t hesitate to run off toward it, leaving me to face the event on my own.At first, I felt awkward and out of place. The gazes from the other women we
He was here to make a statement.And then, without breaking eye contact with anyone in the room, Elijah spoke again, his voice calm but commanding."Let me make one thing perfectly clear," he said, his voice resonating through the hall. "Agnes is not just with me. She is our future Luna."A collecti
AgnesWe moved from the ballroom at the gala to the auction hall for the next part of the gala—the auction. I took in the elegant surroundings, the polished floors and glittering chandeliers, feeling a bit more relaxed now that Elijah had solidified my place at his side to everyone. We settled into
Mason’s face twisted in pain.“I didn’t, Agnes. I thought about you every single day. I wanted to reach out, but I didn’t know how. And Ava… she kept pushing the lie, making it sound like I’d ruin your life if I showed up again.”I felt a wave of nausea hit me. Years of pain, confusion, and heartach
As the night wound down and the energy of the event began to fade, I slipped away from the mingling crowd. The conversation I’d just had with Mason lingered in my mind, like an echo I couldn’t quite shake. He had been warm, even kind—an unexpected balm to the tension that had gripped me all evening.
After a pause, he asked, “Are you happy?” Happy. The word sat heavily in my mind, especially after everything I’d just witnessed with Elijah and Olivia. Happiness seemed like a mirage, close enough to glimpse but always out of reach. “I have moments of happiness,” I admitted, choosing my words c
The moment I stepped into the design studio, I knew this was going to be a confrontation I couldn’t avoid. Ava stood by the workstation, her arms crossed and a self-satisfied smirk on her face as she blocked the approval process for the collection yet again. “Ava, I need those designs approved tod
The announcement hit like a slap across the face. I’d been savoring a rare moment of peace with my morning coffee when I saw the headline: Silvermoon’s Muse Olivia to Launch Her Own High-End Fashion Line. The article was filled with praise for Olivia’s upcoming luxury designs, and she’d thrown
I exhaled, the tension in my shoulders easing. “She’s never going to stop, is she?” Elijah’s hand brushed lightly against mine—a subtle but reassuring gesture. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t get in your way.” His promise comforted me, but also made my heart skip a beat. Elijah was protective, a
Returning from vacation felt surreal. The memory of Elijah’s touch, his lips close to mine, and the charged moment at the casino replayed in my mind, making me blush just thinking about it. The media hadn’t held back, either. Photos of our kiss spread like wildfire, sparking a whirlwind of specula
Agnes The casino lights pulsed around me, an endless blur of color and sound, but all I could focus on was the knot of tension coiled in my chest. My encounter with Olivia and Noah left me feeling trapped, an unwilling player caught in the crossfire of their games. For a moment, it was overwhelmin
“Relax,” Noah chuckled, holding his hands up in a mock gesture of surrender. “It’s all in good fun. Just a friendly word of advice.” His gaze drifted to Agnes, and I didn’t like the way he looked at her—like she was some kind of prize. My wolf stirred, a deep growl building in the back of my mind
Elijah The steady roar of waves echoed behind us as I led Agnes back to the shore, Thea darting ahead with boundless energy. We had come to the beach to escape the endless comments and criticisms on social media, the sneering responses to Agnes’s ideas and our relationship. Yet here, amidst the ca
Elijah's voice was calm, reassuring as he looked at me with that steady, unwavering gaze that seemed to anchor everything. “Don’t let it get to you,” he said gently, the edges of a quiet smile softening his face. “Time will reveal the truth, Agnes. Just remember—victory belongs to the prepared.”