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
ANDREAS MOONVEILFor decades, I have protected Roseanne, and today is the first time I have seen her dare to press me like this.She has never defied me. Whatever I said, she would obey because Roseanne knew that in this house, I was the only one who truly cared for her. I raised and protected her until she became who she is today, and that was how Roseanne repaid my kindness.But today, she is different.I can see the seriousness in her eyes—something I cannot ignore. There is also ambition there, showing that she is determined to get the answer she wants.Roseanne will not back down until I give her that answer.But unfortunately, not all questions can be answered—sometimes, some things must remain hidden for my own benefit.I straighten my posture, staring at my granddaughter with sharp eyes. "Are you cornering me now, Anne?"Roseanne lets out a heavy sigh, looking frustrated. "No, Grandfather. It's not like that," she refutes firmly. "I just want to know the truth. I don’t want an
DAMIANEven though I already have a good relationship with Roseanne, I still can't read her mind. She keeps so many secrets and doesn’t share them with me, even though I want to help.I don’t like seeing Roseanne lost in thought without realizing it—I’ve caught her doing that multiple times. Whenever I ask, she always says she’s fine.And today, she’s doing it again.I had just returned to my room when I found Roseanne sitting on the large sofa, staring out the window in deep thought. She didn’t even notice my presence, too absorbed in whatever was running through her mind.I decided to approach her. Kiren had told me that Roseanne went to the Moonveil house today. I was certain her silence now was related to whatever happened there.Her body flinched slightly when I wrapped my arms around her from behind, encircling her waist while resting my chin on her shoulder."Hey, have you eaten?" I asked softly.Roseanne immediately relaxed upon realizing it was me holding her. Instead of pull
ROSEANNE"That’s impossible," I muttered in disbelief at the news Tobias had just delivered. "You're joking, right?"My heart pounded violently, and a wave of nausea hit me upon hearing those words. My mind felt blank, unable to process anything. I was too shocked, too speechless even to know how to react.I felt Damian’s hand envelop mine, his warm fingers slipping between my own in an attempt to calm me. "Explain clearly what happened, Tobias," Damian said, his voice steadier than I had expected.But I knew he was just as surprised as I was. He was simply keeping his composure because I already looked panicked. He had to stay sane—for me and to ensure everything remained under control.Tobias exhaled heavily. "Blair brought food for Sam this morning. But when he arrived at the basement, Sam was already unconscious and was later pronounced dead. Blair himself checked his condition and confirmed that Sam had stopped breathing."Without realizing it, I held my breath. Losing my only ke
ROSEANNEAfter escorting me to my room, Damian left to hold a meeting with Tobias and Kiren to discuss Sam's death. I was still shaken by the incident, feeling weak and unsure of what to do.Right now, only one name kept surfacing in my mind—someone who was most likely behind Uncle Sam’s death.I grabbed my phone and dialled Grandpa Andreas’s number as quickly as possible. My last conversation with him still lingered in my memory, and I remembered that Grandpa Andreas had indeed planned to kill Uncle Sam and take him to Moonveil.Was this his way of warning me for not letting him take Uncle Sam away?I let out a heavy sigh. The moment the call was answered, I attacked him with a single question. “Why did you kill Uncle Sam?”Grandpa Andreas didn’t respond immediately. There was a brief silence before he asked, “Sam is dead?”Good acting. I scoffed internally.“Don’t pretend, Grandpa. I know this was your doing,” I accused without hesitation. “You were the only one who wanted Uncle Sam
ROSEANNEThis wasn’t the right time to be curious about anything else, let alone dig deeper into who Lyra was.And yet, I couldn't ignore the pounding of my heart or the strange feeling that consumed me as I read through those files. It was as if there was an inexplicable connection between me and the woman from Damian’s past.Not to mention the fact that earlier, the man named Tion had stared at me so intensely, as if he harboured a deep grudge against me—even though I had no recollection of ever knowing him.Didn’t all of this seem incredibly strange?I couldn’t just brush it off."I have to talk to Tion," I finally decided. It was the only way to get answers to my questions.I didn’t expect Tion to know anything about my accident. Still, perhaps he had other information—something about Lyra or why we looked so similar as children.Clutching Lyra’s file tightly in my hand, I carried it with me as I left my room and headed toward the underground dungeon, the same place I had left not
ROSEANNEI have been trying to be a good Luna for the past week. I haven’t argued with Damian, followed all his rules, restrained myself from looking into Lyra lately so he wouldn’t get suspicious, and even tried not to think too much about my work at Moonveil. I’ve been trying hard to regain Damian’s trust so he would stop watching over me so closely.I know all of this is just his way of protecting me, but over time, I’ve started to feel suffocated. I’m not the kind who can just stay at home doing nothing.Especially not for this long.‘I’m just too active, so it’s no surprise that I got bored in just a week,’ I muttered, fully aware of my nature.For the past two days, my boredom has been getting worse. I have read every interesting book in the library, visited the backyard garden multiple times, and even tried cooking in the kitchen. But none of it has been enough to curb my desire to leave this house and do something that would make me feel even a little bit free.‘At the very le
LAVINIAI woke up with a pounding headache, my head feeling heavy from the lingering alcohol in my system. The sunlight streaming through the hotel curtains made me squint, forcing me to adjust to the overly bright morning. I groaned softly, stretching on the bed that suddenly felt too wide and empty.My hand reached out to the side of the bed, searching for the warmth that should still be there from the man who had accompanied me last night. But all I found were cold, rumpled sheets. I frowned, trying to recall his face. Still, all that came to mind were fragmented memories—his touch, his heated kisses, the way he murmured my name in my ear with a husky, seductive voice.I sighed, burying my face into the pillow, still holding a faint trace of his masculine cologne. It felt strange; usually, I didn't care about who I slept with. One-night stands were nothing new to me. I just needed release, a fleeting sensation to distract me from the chaos in my life. But something about this time
LAVINIAThat night, the luxurious restaurant in the city centre was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses. I sat in the middle, surrounded by several company executives who were now on my side. They were the ones who would ensure Roseanne was removed from Moonveil. I raised my glass, smiling in triumph."To a brighter future," I said with confidence."To our new CEO, Lavinia!" one of them cheered, followed by a chorus of applause and table tapping.I smiled in satisfaction. Tonight was a small celebration before my big victory. I had ensured that everything was going according to plan. Roseanne wouldn’t have any room to defend herself. The fabricated evidence was flawless, and these executives were firmly in my grasp with sweet promises."We all know how Roseanne runs things," I continued, leaning back casually in my chair. "She’s too rigid, too by-the-book. She’s turned this company into a cage filled with rules. You must be tired of working under such a strict system, rig
LAVINIAI sat in my mother’s study, a glass of wine in hand, staring at the scattered documents on the desk. My mother paced the room with a satisfied smile on her face. "Everything is set," she said, picking up a document from the table and showing it to me. "The shareholders we bribed are ready to testify. In less than a week, Roseanne will lose her position."A pleased smile formed on my lips. Finally, after years of living in her shadow, I could get rid of Roseanne for good. "What about the evidence? We need to make everything look real," I said, slowly sipping my wine.Mother nodded. "Don’t worry, I’ve already hired someone to forge the financial documents. Roseanne will look like she’s been embezzling company funds for months. Even Kiren won’t be able to help her this time."I let out a small laugh. "Good. This scandal will ruin her. No one will believe her anymore. Even Grandfather Andreas won’t be able to save her."I rose and walked toward the large window overlooking the bac
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