DAMIAN[FLASHBACK]The sea foam brushed against our bare feet, leaving a cool sensation that contrasted with the warmth of the sand. The sky blushed in crimson hues as if witnessing this fleeting moment's perfection. I watched Lyra standing a few steps ahead, her sheer white dress fluttering with the breeze and her soft laughter blending harmoniously with the sound of the waves."I always love seeing you laugh," I said, stepping closer. "It makes the whole world feel brighter."Lyra turned, her sparkling eyes reflecting the golden hues of the sunset. “Only when I laugh?” she teased, a playful curve tugging at her lips.I chuckled softly. "When you’re angry, the world feels like a storm. When you’re sad, it’s a long night without stars. But when you’re happy…" I stopped right before her, my fingers brushing her cheek, “the world feels perfect.”Lyra let out a soft sigh, pretending to ponder. “Hmm, so I should laugh more often, huh?”“Yes,” I replied firmly, “so I can always see the wor
ROSEANNEI went straight into the bedroom, leaving Damian alone after our argument. I couldn’t stand looking at his face any longer, and I knew I would only get angrier if he dared to mention that woman from his past again.I sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze empty as I stared through the large window that overlooked Damian’s backyard. The morning sun shone softly, but its warmth failed to reach my heart. I had to admit this house was grand, but it felt cold and empty.Just like its owner.I let out a long sigh, frustration heavy in my breath.“I have to live in this house. It’s no different from the Moonveil estate—both cold. But this place is even quieter than I expected,” I muttered to myself.I inhaled deeply once more, trying to calm the storm of anger brewing inside me. Damian... that bastard. It was only our first day as husband and wife, yet I had already been through so many emotions and unpleasant moments.I clenched my fists, closing my eyes as I struggled to steady my br
ROSEANNEI stepped into Grandpa Andreas's room after hearing his voice telling me to come in. It felt like ages since I'd been here—I hadn't visited him ever since our last argument.The room was exactly the same—cold, filled with the scent of aged wood, and layered with memories from when I first entered this house until I grew up. Grandpa sat in one of the chairs by the large window, enjoying a cup of tea while gazing out at the Moonveil estate’s backyard.There was an empty glass on the table, which I assumed was meant for me. I had informed him I was coming, and I was sure he had prepared it for me."Sit down, Anne," Grandpa Andreas said in a calm voice.I still remember how cold his voice had been the last time we spoke before my wedding. But now, he was composed again, just like his usual self—as if nothing had ever happened.He often called me ‘Anne,’ but if he ever addressed me as ‘Roseanne,’ it meant he was serious, and his decision could not be argued with.I scoffed inwardl
ROSEANNE“Beta Kiren.”When I called his name, the tall man with dark brown hair immediately turned to me. His sharp eyes radiated their usual wariness, but his gaze softened when he saw me.“Miss Anne—ah, or should I call you Luna Roseanne now?” he greeted me with his familiar deep voice, laced with a bit of teasing.I clicked my tongue in annoyance. I hated that new title of mine. “Don’t call me that, Kiren. I want you to keep addressing me the same way you always have.”I saw Kiren bow slightly, a small smile on his lips. “Alright, Miss Anne.”“Can we talk for a bit? There’s something I need to tell you,” I asked him directly.Kiren nodded at once and told his fellow beta to cover for him since he was currently guarding the back gate of the Moonveil estate. Another beta quickly took his place so he could speak with me.Right after finishing my conversation with Grandpa Andreas, I came here to find Kiren because I had important matters I needed to discuss with him. The betas informe
ROSEANNEOnce I was done with my business at the Moonveil house, I immediately returned to the Fenrison residence. But I didn’t bring Kiren with me that day because I needed to talk to Damian first. I asked Kiren to wait, and he could come once I informed him to move to the Fenrison house.I had just opened the front door when that deep voice greeted me from the living room."Where have you been, Roseanne?" Damian’s voice was flat but sharp. I could feel his anger in it. "Why didn’t you inform me before leaving?"I stopped but didn’t turn to face him. From the corner of my eye, I could see Damian sitting on the living room sofa, staring at me intensely."I was at my grandfather’s house," I decided to answer honestly.Damian let out a sigh, but he didn’t press me further like before. "Next time, let me know if you want to leave. One of the betas can escort you so you don’t have to drive yourself.""I don’t need to inform you whenever I go out. Besides, I’ll be going out more often from
DAMIANRoseanne is different from Lyra.I've been thinking about that ever since I first met Roseanne after she woke up from her coma and after spending more time with her.I shouldn’t compare the two—especially since Lyra is no longer in this world. But that thought creeps into my head on its own, beyond my control. There are moments when I suddenly wonder:‘If Lyra had argued with me last night, would she have made the same decision as Roseanne?’‘If Lyra were in Roseanne’s position, would she also be angry with me and think that this is unfair?’In truth, it’s one of the ways I try to understand Roseanne’s thoughts—by comparing her to the only woman I have ever loved. I used to think all women had similar ways of thinking, but even now… I still can’t figure out what’s really inside Roseanne’s head.She’s too difficult to understand, too strong-willed to be controlled.No omega has ever dared to defy me before. Yet, Roseanne always has her own answers, and in the end, she manages to
DAMIANFive minutes later, I entered my office and found Beta Kiren sitting on one of the sofas. He immediately stood up and bowed his head politely in greeting.I smirked slightly. So, this man did have manners, even though I wasn’t from the Moonveil Pack."Sit down," I said in a low, firm voice. I also took a seat across from him.Kiren.He was Roseanne’s personal beta, a name I had often heard. Someone who, it seemed, Roseanne trusted the most in this world—to the point that she chose Kiren to guard her instead of a beta from my own pack. I had never really met Kiren before, only glimpsed him from afar. Still, just from the way Roseanne said his name last night, for some reason, I felt that Kiren wasn’t just a bodyguard to her.I let out a quiet scoff, disliking that thought.Damn. I sounded like a jealous Alpha now.I clenched my jaw. No, I wasn’t jealous. This was just a routine precaution. I just wanted to ensure that the man before me had no hidden agenda other than protecting
ROSEANNEIn the following days, I finally went to one of Moonveil's companies to resume working. It wasn't the main company, just one of the other subsidiaries owned by Grandpa Andreas, entrusted to me for management.With Kiren guarding me, I stepped through the main entrance of the Moonveil corporate building, chin lifted high. The morning air was refreshingly cool, but the atmosphere inside the company wasn’t nearly as cold as the stares I received from several employees.Some of them started whispering the moment they saw me, and let’s not forget—I’m a werewolf, so I could hear every single word they said with ease."Does she still deserve to be here, leading the company?""After being in a coma for that long, is she even competent enough to be our superior?""How could she decide to marry the Alpha of our rival company?""I think Roseanne is quite the hypocrite. She married the Alpha of Fenrison, yet instead of managing his business, she came back here to work."I held my breath,
ROSEANNEIn the following days, I finally went to one of Moonveil's companies to resume working. It wasn't the main company, just one of the other subsidiaries owned by Grandpa Andreas, entrusted to me for management.With Kiren guarding me, I stepped through the main entrance of the Moonveil corporate building, chin lifted high. The morning air was refreshingly cool, but the atmosphere inside the company wasn’t nearly as cold as the stares I received from several employees.Some of them started whispering the moment they saw me, and let’s not forget—I’m a werewolf, so I could hear every single word they said with ease."Does she still deserve to be here, leading the company?""After being in a coma for that long, is she even competent enough to be our superior?""How could she decide to marry the Alpha of our rival company?""I think Roseanne is quite the hypocrite. She married the Alpha of Fenrison, yet instead of managing his business, she came back here to work."I held my breath,
DAMIANFive minutes later, I entered my office and found Beta Kiren sitting on one of the sofas. He immediately stood up and bowed his head politely in greeting.I smirked slightly. So, this man did have manners, even though I wasn’t from the Moonveil Pack."Sit down," I said in a low, firm voice. I also took a seat across from him.Kiren.He was Roseanne’s personal beta, a name I had often heard. Someone who, it seemed, Roseanne trusted the most in this world—to the point that she chose Kiren to guard her instead of a beta from my own pack. I had never really met Kiren before, only glimpsed him from afar. Still, just from the way Roseanne said his name last night, for some reason, I felt that Kiren wasn’t just a bodyguard to her.I let out a quiet scoff, disliking that thought.Damn. I sounded like a jealous Alpha now.I clenched my jaw. No, I wasn’t jealous. This was just a routine precaution. I just wanted to ensure that the man before me had no hidden agenda other than protecting
DAMIANRoseanne is different from Lyra.I've been thinking about that ever since I first met Roseanne after she woke up from her coma and after spending more time with her.I shouldn’t compare the two—especially since Lyra is no longer in this world. But that thought creeps into my head on its own, beyond my control. There are moments when I suddenly wonder:‘If Lyra had argued with me last night, would she have made the same decision as Roseanne?’‘If Lyra were in Roseanne’s position, would she also be angry with me and think that this is unfair?’In truth, it’s one of the ways I try to understand Roseanne’s thoughts—by comparing her to the only woman I have ever loved. I used to think all women had similar ways of thinking, but even now… I still can’t figure out what’s really inside Roseanne’s head.She’s too difficult to understand, too strong-willed to be controlled.No omega has ever dared to defy me before. Yet, Roseanne always has her own answers, and in the end, she manages to
ROSEANNEOnce I was done with my business at the Moonveil house, I immediately returned to the Fenrison residence. But I didn’t bring Kiren with me that day because I needed to talk to Damian first. I asked Kiren to wait, and he could come once I informed him to move to the Fenrison house.I had just opened the front door when that deep voice greeted me from the living room."Where have you been, Roseanne?" Damian’s voice was flat but sharp. I could feel his anger in it. "Why didn’t you inform me before leaving?"I stopped but didn’t turn to face him. From the corner of my eye, I could see Damian sitting on the living room sofa, staring at me intensely."I was at my grandfather’s house," I decided to answer honestly.Damian let out a sigh, but he didn’t press me further like before. "Next time, let me know if you want to leave. One of the betas can escort you so you don’t have to drive yourself.""I don’t need to inform you whenever I go out. Besides, I’ll be going out more often from
ROSEANNE“Beta Kiren.”When I called his name, the tall man with dark brown hair immediately turned to me. His sharp eyes radiated their usual wariness, but his gaze softened when he saw me.“Miss Anne—ah, or should I call you Luna Roseanne now?” he greeted me with his familiar deep voice, laced with a bit of teasing.I clicked my tongue in annoyance. I hated that new title of mine. “Don’t call me that, Kiren. I want you to keep addressing me the same way you always have.”I saw Kiren bow slightly, a small smile on his lips. “Alright, Miss Anne.”“Can we talk for a bit? There’s something I need to tell you,” I asked him directly.Kiren nodded at once and told his fellow beta to cover for him since he was currently guarding the back gate of the Moonveil estate. Another beta quickly took his place so he could speak with me.Right after finishing my conversation with Grandpa Andreas, I came here to find Kiren because I had important matters I needed to discuss with him. The betas informe
ROSEANNEI stepped into Grandpa Andreas's room after hearing his voice telling me to come in. It felt like ages since I'd been here—I hadn't visited him ever since our last argument.The room was exactly the same—cold, filled with the scent of aged wood, and layered with memories from when I first entered this house until I grew up. Grandpa sat in one of the chairs by the large window, enjoying a cup of tea while gazing out at the Moonveil estate’s backyard.There was an empty glass on the table, which I assumed was meant for me. I had informed him I was coming, and I was sure he had prepared it for me."Sit down, Anne," Grandpa Andreas said in a calm voice.I still remember how cold his voice had been the last time we spoke before my wedding. But now, he was composed again, just like his usual self—as if nothing had ever happened.He often called me ‘Anne,’ but if he ever addressed me as ‘Roseanne,’ it meant he was serious, and his decision could not be argued with.I scoffed inwardl
ROSEANNEI went straight into the bedroom, leaving Damian alone after our argument. I couldn’t stand looking at his face any longer, and I knew I would only get angrier if he dared to mention that woman from his past again.I sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze empty as I stared through the large window that overlooked Damian’s backyard. The morning sun shone softly, but its warmth failed to reach my heart. I had to admit this house was grand, but it felt cold and empty.Just like its owner.I let out a long sigh, frustration heavy in my breath.“I have to live in this house. It’s no different from the Moonveil estate—both cold. But this place is even quieter than I expected,” I muttered to myself.I inhaled deeply once more, trying to calm the storm of anger brewing inside me. Damian... that bastard. It was only our first day as husband and wife, yet I had already been through so many emotions and unpleasant moments.I clenched my fists, closing my eyes as I struggled to steady my br
DAMIAN[FLASHBACK]The sea foam brushed against our bare feet, leaving a cool sensation that contrasted with the warmth of the sand. The sky blushed in crimson hues as if witnessing this fleeting moment's perfection. I watched Lyra standing a few steps ahead, her sheer white dress fluttering with the breeze and her soft laughter blending harmoniously with the sound of the waves."I always love seeing you laugh," I said, stepping closer. "It makes the whole world feel brighter."Lyra turned, her sparkling eyes reflecting the golden hues of the sunset. “Only when I laugh?” she teased, a playful curve tugging at her lips.I chuckled softly. "When you’re angry, the world feels like a storm. When you’re sad, it’s a long night without stars. But when you’re happy…" I stopped right before her, my fingers brushing her cheek, “the world feels perfect.”Lyra let out a soft sigh, pretending to ponder. “Hmm, so I should laugh more often, huh?”“Yes,” I replied firmly, “so I can always see the wor
ROSEANNEI woke up early this morning. My body felt utterly exhausted—not from lack of sleep, but from the turmoil weighing heavily on my chest. I couldn’t even remember what time I finally drifted off last night, too busy enduring the pain from my unresolved heat.All because Damian left me so suddenly.That bastard Alpha.My head burned with frustration, and my chest felt tight whenever I replayed last night’s events. I needed him so badly, yet he walked away right in the middle of my blazing heat. I couldn’t even begin to guess what was going through his twisted mind.“Forget it. There’s no point in dwelling on him,” I muttered under my breath, trying to shake the thoughts off. “My mood is already terrible, and I don’t want to make it worse by remembering that.”But living under the same roof as Damian, forgetting last night, would be impossible. Just seeing him would reignite my anger.The warmth from my heat still lingered faintly on my skin, though the suppressant I took managed