DAMIAN“Roseanne, why do you want to talk to Sam Moonveil?” I asked as soon as Andreas left Roseanne’s room. “He has done terrible things to you—you don’t need to see someone as vile as him again.”I didn’t want Roseanne to meet that bastard again after everything Sam Moonveil had done to her. The memory of Roseanne being hurt was still fresh in my mind, and my hatred for Sam was still burning. I wouldn’t ever allow my Luna to see that man’s face again.I already had plans for Sam—unfortunately, Roseanne wouldn’t let me kill him. However, I could make him suffer and torture him severely as payback for what he had done.“Roseanne, you don’t have to see that bastard again. Let me handle him—I’ll make sure he pays for what he did to you,” I continued since my Luna still hadn’t answered.I was still holding Roseanne’s hand tightly, though not hurting her. My gaze was sharp yet gentle as I looked at her.Roseanne let out a deep sigh, something unreadable in her expression. “I need to see U
ROSEANNEAfter a week had passed, I was finally able to leave the hospital since my condition had improved. As I stepped into the Fenrison house with Damian beside me, his hand firmly holding mine, he led me upstairs to the second floor."Why are you bringing me here?" I frowned in confusion as Damian turned right instead of left—where my room was supposed to be.Now, we were standing in front of Damian's room.Damian gave me a small smile and opened the door to his room. "Our relationship has changed. Isn’t it time for you to move into my room?"I silently observed his room. It hadn't changed much since the last time I had snuck in. The only difference was the addition of a few of my belongings, though their colors starkly contrasted with the dark theme of Damian’s room."Are you sure I should start sleeping here from now on?" I asked hesitantly.Damian raised an eyebrow. "Of course. I have no reason to doubt this decision," he said firmly. "Besides, before everything happened, you o
ANDREAS MOONVEIL“Grandfather, I didn’t mean to hide anything from you! I thought I only needed to tell you the important things. I wasn’t even the one committing crimes—I was just involved by accident! Please forgive me, Grandfather! I never intended to harm Roseanne on purpose!”Look at my foolish granddaughter. All she can do is beg for forgiveness after what she has done to Roseanne.I don’t understand why Roseanne and Lavinia turned out so different. It would have been much better if Lavinia were as useful as Roseanne. Still, that woman only ever gives me a headache.She’s just as foolish as her own father, Walter Moonveil.They’re all useless.“Grandfather, please don’t punish me! I promise I’ll apologize to Roseanne directly for this matter. I swear I won’t cause any more trouble. Please, forgive me!” Lavinia was still kneeling on the floor, almost in tears.“You know I cannot tolerate foolishness, especially from family, Lavinia,” I said firmly. “How could you endanger your ow
ROSEANNE“Luna Roseanne, this is one of the tasks you once assigned to me.”I took the brown envelope that Kiren handed me, my forehead creasing in confusion. “What task? I don’t remember giving you any other assignments. Is this new evidence about my accident?”Kiren immediately shook his head. “No, Luna Roseanne. This is some information about Lyra, Alpha Damian’s former Luna. You once asked me to look into her when you first moved here.”My frown deepened, and I tightened my grip on the large brown envelope without realizing it. “Oh, thank you, Kiren.”Kiren looked at me in confusion—and I knew why. It was because I wasn’t acting like my usual self. Usually, whenever I asked Kiren to investigate something, I would immediately read the information as soon as he finished gathering it.I was the type of person who needed to know everything thoroughly; I couldn’t rest easy if something were left unresolved, no matter what it was. That was why I always wanted to uncover things that stil
ROSEANNEI stepped forward hesitantly into the underground chamber. The sound of my footsteps echoed along the cold stone corridor, the unpleasant, damp scent filling my senses, making me want to vomit. I hated basements—too eerie and reeking of decay.This underground prison, hidden in the depths of the Fenrison estate, was so silent that even my own breathing sounded unnaturally loud. A Beta guard walked ahead of me, leading me to the cell where Uncle Sam was imprisoned. Several other cells were here, and I could see a few prisoners locked inside.But I didn’t want to know who they were—it was obvious that anyone locked up in this place was Damian’s enemy.Silently, I swallowed hard. Truthfully, I was still afraid to face that man after everything he had done to me. Uncle Sam was a real threat, one who had nearly killed me just weeks ago. Yet here I was, walking straight toward where he was being held to have a conversation.The wounds on my body had healed, but the terrible memorie
ROSEANNEUncle Sam didn’t take me seriously at all. I could see how he kept laughing, as if my words were too amusing to be taken seriously.Could he not see my frustration, or was he deliberately trying to provoke me?I couldn't stand talking to him for too long. Every second in this basement made me more nauseous, and I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible."Answer me, Uncle Sam!" I snapped harshly, truly starting to lose control. "I need answers from you! Tell me who wanted me dead?!"Uncle Sam laughed again, and I was certain my frustration had become his source of entertainment. But strangely, this time, his laughter sounded different. It no longer carried a mocking tone; instead, it was cold—laden with an underlying meaning.I observed Uncle Sam more closely and noticed a shift in his demeanour. His eyes no longer seemed to mock me; instead, they were sharper, filled with meaning.Why was he suddenly like this?"You've lived with Andreas Moonveil for so long, yet
ROSEANNEI decided to go to Moonveil the next day to meet Grandfather Andreas. My conversation with Uncle Sam kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible for me to sleep last night.I shouldn’t have given much thought to his warning—perhaps Uncle Sam was simply trying to mess with my head. It could be his new way of bringing me down. However, I couldn't just ignore it. For some reason, I felt there was a hidden message in his words.And so, here I was now, standing in front of the massive wooden doors of the Moonveil estate. My breath came out heavy, and my hands clenched tightly at my sides. I hesitated, even though I had lived here for years before.‘Even after staying here for so long, I’ve always felt like a stranger. I never once thought of the Moonveil house as my home,’ I murmured in my heart. ‘It always felt like I was just an outsider taking shelter in this house for years.’I remembered how Uncle Walter often said I didn’t belong here. Now, I felt like he was right. Perh
LAVINIAI kicked the small table beside the hotel bed hard, crashing the glass. Shattering glass echoed in the quiet room, making the room suddenly noisy.But I didn't care. I was too angry, too fed up with everything."Damn it! I hate this situation! This is all Roseanne's fault!" I groaned angrily, my jaw clenched, and my breath ragged from the overwhelming emotion.Grandpa kicked me out of the Moonveil residence. Even though it was only for a few days, I was still angry. And all of this happened because of one person—Roseanne. Always Roseanne. That woman was a real jinx in my life.She had taken everything that should have been mine, making me look like trash in Grandpa Andreas' eyes.“I hate her so much!” I gripped my own hair, feeling my entire body tremble with rage. I wanted to destroy something. I wanted to rip her face apart, to make her suffer just like I was suffering now.I wasn't alone in this room, there was still my mother—Eleanor, who also came to accompany me. She wou
ROSEANNEIn the following days, I felt like Damian's shadow—or, more accurately, like someone under strict surveillance. I could feel it clearly; I was being watched constantly, not just every day, but every moment.I realized it all started that day, ever since I left without telling Damian, and as a result, he had become much more protective of me.It was suffocating because I couldn't move as freely as before. I felt too restricted, afraid that Damian would notice something suspicious about me. I couldn't even read the files about Lyra in secret anymore because Damian was always wherever I was.I knew he had always been attentive and never really left me alone, but now… everything felt much more extreme.If Damian had to attend a meeting with Tobias and Kiren, I used to be allowed to stay home and do whatever I wanted. He wouldn’t interfere with my activities because he knew I would call him if needed.But now, things were different. Whenever Damian met with those two Betas, I had
ROSEANNEWhile I was lost in thought, contemplating a few things, a deep and heavy voice suddenly broke the silence of our quiet bedroom."Are you satisfied admiring your Alpha's handsome face?"My eyes widened in shock, my heart leaping into my throat, and I froze briefly. Damian let out a low chuckle, clearly aware of how my body tensed in his embrace. He must have realized that I was startled by him waking up so suddenly.Damian slowly opened his eyes, and in the next second, I was met with his dark gaze, fully awake and staring at me intensely. His eyes were still heavy with sleep, a signature look of someone who had just woken up, but there was also a glint of amusement in them, making me instinctively swallow my saliva in nervousness. Yet, the undeniable love I found within those dark irises made me even more flustered.A smirk tugged at the corner of Damian's lips, making me wish I could disappear on the spot.Damn it, since when had he woken up and realized I had been staring
ROSEANNEThe morning light seeping through the cracks of the bedroom window pulled me from what felt like an all-too-short sleep. My eyelids felt heavy, my body stiff and aching in every inch of my skin. I let out a soft groan, realizing that I was still wrapped tightly in Damian’s embrace. Even in his sleep, he refused to let me go.I struggled to adjust my eyes to the light, trying to open them fully. “It must be morning already,” I murmured, noticing the faint glow filtering through the large curtains.I didn’t remember exactly when I had fallen asleep, but it must have been near dawn. Damian hadn’t allowed me to rest early—I had to keep up with him until his rut was over.Shifting my gaze, I looked at Damian’s face beside me. The warmth of his body enveloped my bare skin, making me reluctant to move. It was so comforting that I wanted to spend my entire day just like this, in his embrace.“Argh,” I groaned softly as a familiar ache set in.The moment I tried to shift slightly, pai
DAMIANAbout fifteen minutes later, I caught a faint whiff of the vanilla pheromones I had longed for just as the front door finally opened. I lifted my head quickly, rising from the sofa when I realized Roseanne was home. Without a second thought, I strode toward the door, ready to welcome her as she stepped inside.As soon as the door opened, I saw Roseanne reaching to take off her coat, but I pulled her into my embrace before she could do anything. I didn’t give her a chance to react.I had been waiting too long, and now my patience was thinning.My hands gripped her waist tightly, my body instinctively seeking her warmth. My pheromones must have already filled the room because I felt Roseanne tense slightly before she let out a quiet sigh.“Damian,” she whispered, her voice soothing my heart's wild pounding.I didn’t answer. Instead, I lowered my head, pressing my lips against her neck, inhaling deeply the scent that made my thoughts blur. I was still angry that she had left witho
DAMIANThe realization hit me like a massive blow, snapping me back to full awareness. Damn it, how could I forget that this week was my scheduled rut? I should never have overlooked such an important day and failed to make preparations. But now, instead of being where I should be, I was stuck at the Pack’s residence while Roseanne was far away from me.I needed Roseanne now. I needed my Luna."Alpha Damian, are you alright?" Tobias asked, looking slightly concerned as he observed me. He could probably sense my unease and was beginning to put the pieces together."Shit, Tobias, take me home now," I decided quickly. I had to return before my Alpha instincts took over and made everything even harder.Tobias initially looked slightly confused but understood within seconds, seeing my restless demeanor. "I thought the intensity of your pheromones was triggered by your anger earlier, so I didn’t think much of it. But it turns out… this is your rut, isn’t it, Alpha Damian?""Stop asking ques
DAMIANI hate today so much.I should be at home right now.I should be by Roseanne’s side, making sure she’s safe and keeping an eye on every corner of the Fenrison house to find out who the damn spy still lurking around is. I must ensure that Roseanne is always safe with me and that nothing bad happens to her again.I should be doing that—fulfilling my duty as her Alpha by keeping Roseanne away from harm. My protective instincts are at their peak because of everything she’s been through. I can’t lose her, so I must do whatever it takes to keep her safe by my side.But that’s not what I’m doing right now. Instead, I’m far away from her, stuck in the Aeternum Pack’s residence—a place I have no interest in being—listening to the endless ramblings of the Elders, which make my ears ache. They won’t stop talking, repeating the same pointless things repeatedly. They keep attacking me even after I’ve answered and given my reasons. These people won’t stop until I either surrender or lose my
ROSEANNEKiren looked hesitant to take me, and I knew why.“Luna Roseanne, but Alpha Damian asked me to make sure you stay home no matter what. He doesn’t allow me to take you anywhere for now,” Kiren said.I had expected him to say that, so I simply ignored his words and stood up from the sofa. “Didn’t I just ask you if you are still working as my personal Beta or if you’ve become one of Damian’s Betas now?”“Of course, I’m still your personal Beta, Luna Roseanne. Even though you’re married and have an Alpha, I must remain loyal to you,” Kiren instantly replied without a second thought. “I will listen to you more than Alpha Damian.”“Good, then get the car ready now and wait for me downstairs because we’re going to the White Dove Orphanage. I have to take advantage of the time while Damian isn’t home. If not now, I won’t get another chance to prove whether Lyra is my twin sister or not.”“What if someone asks me where I’m taking you? You know, Alpha Damian has given orders to all the
ROSEANNEThe next day, Damian left early in the morning because he had important business in the pack that he couldn’t postpone. He instructed Kiren to watch over me as usual while Tobias had to accompany him.This morning, Damian seemed reluctant to leave me—considering that we were still searching for the spy within Fenrison, who was most likely responsible for Uncle Sam’s murder. He didn’t want me to be at home without his supervision. Damian had become very protective of me, not wanting me to end up in another dangerous situation.He even asked me to come with him. I could see how uneasy he was about leaving me behind, so he wanted me to go to Aeternum Pack and stay by his side.However, I understood why Damian was being so protective, especially after hearing his story about Lyra last night. Damian must have been afraid that I would meet the same fate as her.He didn’t want to lose me the way he lost Lyra.But I refused to go because Damian’s absence allowed me to sneak out and i
ROSEANNE“Damian, I won’t ask about Lyra anymore,” I said softly as I hugged him.I felt Damian’s arms wrap around me, holding me tightly in return. Then, a small chuckle escaped him. “Why? If you still have questions about Lyra, I can still answer them, Anne.”Even though Damian spoke gently and seemed fine with this conversation, I didn’t want to continue talking about Lyra for now.I never expected Lyra’s story to be so heartbreaking, especially hearing it directly from Damian. He had no hesitation in telling me everything.Maybe Damian seemed fine now, but I was sure that deep down, he must feel a little sad whenever we talked about Lyra. Whether he wanted to or not, Damian had to recall his past with her, and those memories must bring back old wounds and the longing he still felt for her.Losing someone in such a tragic way leaves a scar on the heart. No matter how many years pass, the memories remain, etched forever.That’s why, in the end, I shook my head. This conversation abo