ANMELDENHaliyah’s POV. Only two days were left before the birthday banquet of Cassandra and Raven’s child, and I wasted no time gathering more evidence against them. I only had one chance to file for divorce and win the case before the council. If I failed, I would have to face the consequences. I knew Raven well. He would not let it go easily, especially when it threatened the reputation he had built within the pack, and even more so his position as Alpha. I knew what he was capable of, but I didn’t know how far he would go to take revenge on me. Whatever it was, I would face it without fear. I was done letting him control my life. This time, I would put myself first. Though there had been an unease within me, that fake identity had helped greatly. I had become a subject of interest. Most people believed I was merely another noblewoman, and so far, no one had questioned or looked into my background. I couldn’t afford to be exposed. No one must know I was Raven’s Luna until I had carried
Damon’s POV. When I heard that Hailey had just left, an inexplicable dejection washed over me. I didn’t even bother to conceal the displeasure that surfaced on my face that even Ford began to notice and wonder why my mood had suddenly soured. “What do you mean she left?” Ford asked, drawing a puzzled look as he turned to the man who had delivered the news. “She left just a few minutes ago. I saw her heading out with another woman.” Ford gave an incredulous breath. “She left already?” The man just shrugged. “She didn’t stay long.” “That’s just great,” Ford exhaled with frustration. “I’ve been trying to catch her at one of these events for weeks, and she leaves before I even get the chance.” “Bad timing,” the man nodded. “Yeah,” Ford replied dryly. “You could say that.” The man glanced between us, then gave a nod. “Anyway… I thought you’d want to know.” Without waiting for a response, he excused himself and walked back into the crowd. Silence lingered in his wake, as though
Damon’s POV. With my finger, I stirred the ice in the glass of tequila I was holding. I sat at the edge of the bar counter, watching people greet each other with cheek kisses and clink their glasses together. Typical behavior of elites in social gatherings. I averted my gaze and took a long gulp of my drink. The bitterness burned down my throat, but I set the glass down like it didn’t bother me at all. That had always been one of the reasons I rarely attended pack meetings or events. I didn’t like pretending, especially not the subtle competitions with Alphas. On top of that, most people were hesitant to approach me because of my reputation. And yet now, I found myself doing the very things I used to avoid. I had started attending these events that demanded social interaction again. Sensing my boredom, Ford left me alone instead of pushing me to socialize. I glanced over at him and saw that he was thoroughly enjoying himself on the dance floor. This last event we attended was som
Damon’s POV. “The one everyone’s been talking about lately…” Ford said, sounding intrigued. We kept walking inside the pack house with Daniel leading the way, while Ford went on about the woman he called Hailey. “I only met her once,” Ford added, a hint of interest clear in his voice. “It was at one of the gatherings, but she stood out immediately. She’s clever. You can tell just from the way she talks. And the way she carries herself… It comes naturally.” Daniel chuckled. “You’re praising her a lot for someone you only met once.” “I’m serious,” Ford insisted. “She draws attention without even trying. People notice her the moment she walks in.” I remained quiet, my expression unchanged, though I found myself listening more. “That’s exactly the kind of Luna I’ve been looking for,” Ford continued. “Someone like her.” Daniel smirked. “You already decided that after one meeting?” Ford shrugged. “You just know when you see her.” I snickered but said nothing. For someone Ford ba
Haliyah’s POV. Because of my active presence in pack gatherings, I gradually became known within social circles as a charming woman. Soon, whispers began circulating about the version of me I had created in their minds. Little did they know that the woman they now admired and spoke highly of was the same one they once looked down upon. “Your reputation is already spreading, Hailey.” I turned my attention to the voice beside me. It was Luna Catherine from the Embermoon Pack. Their pack specialized in maternal care systems, ensuring that no pregnant she-wolf was left unattended. I had met her at a previous event, and since then, she had been overly friendly with me. I went with her because she had invited me to assist in checking on expecting mothers and ensuring that the pack healers were properly attending to pregnant wolves within their territory. I wasn’t sure why she chose me for something so personal, but I agreed anyway. It was another opportunity for exposure, another lay
Haliyah’s POV. After the Lunar Ascension Banquet, I continued attending gatherings within our pack and even managed to visit other packs, all in an effort to expand my connections. Lately, Raven had not been as restrictive with me, which I found pleasing as it aligned perfectly with the execution of my plans. Or perhaps he was simply too preoccupied with his mistress to concern himself with what I do or where I go. As part of my pretense, I introduced myself as Hailey to every influential figure I encountered from distant packs. I made sure to keep my real identity hidden. It helped, at least to some extent, that Raven never introduced me as his Luna to the other wolves. I was able to take full advantage of this for my own interests. We never arrived or appeared together at every event, so no one suspected any connection between us. Perhaps he also found it convenient to let me deal with other clans alone, knowing that if any trouble arose within our pack, I would be the one exp
Damon’s POV. I adjusted the necktie of my blue tuxedo and studied my reflection in the mirror. Then, I glanced at my watch to check the time. It was already seven in the evening, and the banquet would begin at around eight. I grabbed my coat and car keys before leaving my condominium. I got into
Haliyah’s POV. The day of the public banquet had arrived. Gamma Sebastian had already relayed the message to me— an invitation from another pack to attend the Lunar Ascension Banquet. It was a yearly tradition among the packs, but this time, the gathering would be held in our territory. High-ran
Raven’s POV. I couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the sight in front of me. My teeth clenched, as if fangs were about to tear through my gums. My wolf stirred violently within me, eager to come out. So that’s why I’d been feeling Haliyah drifting away from me. It turned out she found someone els
Haliyah’s POV. On the fourth day of our investigation, Damon and I met again. Around four in the afternoon, we met by the lake with the fountain and the wide open field that overlooked the city lights of the pack. I waved at him when I spotted him from a distance. He arrived on a motorcycle this







