LOGINHaliyah’s POV.
“Alpha Damon… is this lady with you?” Damon glanced down at me. His gaze stayed on my face. I quietly crossed my fingers behind my back, hoping he would help me. Then, I felt his hand move. He casually covered my hand with his. “Yes,” he said simply. “She’s my date.” My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Inside my head, I kept thanking the Moon Goddess and this stranger beside me. The guards exchanged looks and immediately stepped aside. “Our apologies. Please enter.” I almost released a huge sigh of relief, but I stopped myself just in time. Damon guided me forward, his arm still linked with mine. Once we passed the doors and the music surrounded us, he leaned down and murmured near my ear, “So… my date?” I couldn’t tell if he was teasing me or making fun of me. But honestly, I didn’t mind. I looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you. You just saved my life,” I said sincerely. The corner of his lips lifted. “Dangerous women always say that.” “I’m not dangerous.” He raised a brow. “Oh? Weren’t you? You ran from guards, grabbed a stranger, and lied without blinking.” I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly. “Uh… fair point.” The moment we stepped into the ballroom, the entire room fell into silence. I didn’t mean that in a poetic way. I meant it literally. All pairs of eyes were on us, staring in shock. Some even gasped openly. My heart thumped wildly in my chest that I was scared people might hear it if I breathed too loudly. From across the room, I saw them. I caught a glimpse of Raven’s jaw tightening, his eyes narrowing as if he were staring daggers at the sight of me holding Damon’s arm. Beside him, Cassandra’s usual confident smile faltered for a split second. Her mouth hung slightly open, and I saw pure disbelief on her face. That alone gave me a thrill. The loud whispers from the crowd started immediately. “Is that Alpha Damon?” “No way! He’s with Luna Haliyah?” I suddenly became very aware that I was still holding him. I could feel his tension underneath it, though he didn’t let it show. His expression stayed cool and unreadable. “Miss, you can let go now,” he said politely. Heat rushed to my cheeks. My heart raced when I realized how close we were standing and how intimate it probably looked to everyone watching. Our bodies were almost touching. I could even feel the warmth from him through our clothes. I felt my cheeks heat up, my heart racing as I realized how our bodies were almost touching and how intimate it must have looked to everyone else. We were so close that I could feel the warmth from him through our clothes. I forced myself to smile, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “I’m afraid I can’t do that just yet,” I hesitated. He frowned as he noticed my reluctance. He probably thought I was just another woman trying to cling to him. I needed something from him, but not for the reason he probably expected. “You see… I need your help,” I whispered, careful not to draw more attention. His jaw tightened imperceptibly, but he didn’t pull away. “With what? I don’t usually involve myself in the affairs of… women like you,” he said coolly, but there was an undercurrent I couldn’t quite place. I looked straight into his eyes. “I’m not like the others,” I said firmly. “I have a reason.” I drew in a breath. I could feel the overwhelming power coming from him. His aura was strong. He clearly had a very high rank. If anyone here knew where the Elder Council was… it would be him. His eyes met mine again. I let my fingers rest against his arm, holding him just enough to make it look natural without overdoing it. For a moment, I thought he might say no and brush me off entirely. But then, he gave a small nod. “Very well. Tell me what you need.” He looked away after that, like he was holding something back. I didn’t know why, but I felt it. The strange pull between us. “Thank you,” I murmured, making sure my voice carried enough sincerity to sound believable. I bit the inside of my cheeks. This posture, the proximity… Anyone looking at us would definitely think we were a couple. My heart raced in ways I didn’t understand. Why did his presence make me feel so electric? Why did being near him make me feel so nervous? I pushed the thought away and tried to focus on what I needed to do. I swallowed. “I… I need to know where the Elder Council is holding tonight’s meeting, Do you happen to know where—” “Haliyah!” The sound of my name cut me off. When I shifted my gaze, Raven was already heading in our direction. The crowd moved out of his way without him even asking. No one dared block his path. His furious eyes never left me— or Damon’s hand, which was still hovering too close to my waist. He stopped directly in front of us and yanked me back roughly by the arm. I choked back a breath. The sudden force knocked the air out of my lungs. “What do you think you’re doing?!” he barked. “Have you lost your mind?!” I stumbled slightly but managed to hold my balance, trying not to falter. Damon’s arm stayed firm under mine, giving me just enough support as Raven’s grip threatened to pull me away completely. His expression returned to that calm indifference. Before I could react, Raven forcibly grabbed my wrist. Pain shot up my arm where he held me. And all I could think about in that dizzy, spinning moment was how shocked I felt.Haliyah’s POV. My vision was blurry, light and shadow forming the shape of a man carrying me. It took me a moment to register the scent of wood and musk. My eyelids fluttered as I forced my eyes open. Damon’s face came into partial view from my angle. I caught the outline of his neck and the firm line of his jaw as he moved forward. When he finally walked away from Cassandra and Raven, I felt the tension dissipate, though not entirely. They didn’t follow. They stayed behind, and I could still feel their presence lingering like unresolved pressure in the air. Only when we turned into a quieter corridor did I finally breathe properly. I watched him from where I lay in his arms, trying to piece together what little I had heard earlier, but the fragments refused to form anything clear. I questioned it because it didn’t match what I expected. Damon wasn’t someone who involved himself unnecessarily. He wasn’t supposed to stand between me and least of all accusations directed at me. A
Damon’s POV. Still carrying Haliyah in my arms as I walked out of the restroom, my mind wandered far away, replaying what had just happened inside. I still couldn’t forget how I had suddenly kissed her on the forehead while staring at her face. I shook my head, hoping that with the motion, the memory would somehow be shaken loose and erased as I walked down the empty hallway. I still couldn’t understand why I did that— whether it was because of the way my wolf had been howling inside me. It wasn’t as if I was unaware of how my wolf kept insisting, over and over again, that Haliyah was my mate. Maybe I had simply been carried away by that bond and not because I actually wanted it. “It was the mate pull. Nothing more.” The words came out low and flat, spoken more to silence the noise in my own head and convince myself. The mate pull was a deep, natural force that bound two destined wolves together. It wasn’t something chosen or learned— it just existed, beyond logic or reason. Wh
Damon’s POV. I carried the unconscious Haliyah out of the bathroom. She remained limp in my arms, still under the effects of the substance. Whoever did this knew how to control the dosage and avoid killing her while still making her weak enough to collapse. She needed to be moved somewhere safe. I paused for a moment in front of the bathroom door, thinking about what if anyone saw us like this— me carrying her while we were alone together— they might misunderstand and assume something improper. But then, I reminded myself that the situation was normal. Carrying an unconscious person wasn’t unusual in emergencies. There was nothing to question. I didn’t need to explain anything. My gaze dropped to her face. Her expression still looked peaceful in unconsciousness, but I knew it wasn’t real rest. Her body was still fighting something internally. Even in stillness, there was tension in her system. I could sense it in the irregular rhythm of her breathing. My mind started analyz
Damon’s POV. “I won’t touch you…” I meant it. I would not. But even as the words left my mouth, I could already see how fragile Haliyah was in front of me. Her body wasn’t just weakening; it was slowly taking her away piece by piece. I watched her closely as she slowly lost consciousness while sitting on the floor after hearing my words. The resistance that always defined her whenever I was near slipped away in real time. Not slowly like rest, but abruptly like something inside her system had been forcibly shut down. Her guard dropped completely. Her shoulders slackened. The tension that used to hold her upright disappeared. Her hands, which had been pushing me away moments ago, fell down as if she had forgotten how to hold them up. “Haliyah,” I called softly. I moved closer and reached out, but stopped just before touching her. My hand hovered in the air, suspended between action and restraint. There was a line. I had always known there was a line with her and she had made it
Raven’s POV. My ears perked up instantly when I heard Cassandra say she had seen Haliyah and Damon together in the restroom. My mind immediately started to spiral, forming all kinds of disturbing images and possibilities I didn’t want to entertain. Why were they together? What were they doing in there? Was there a secret affair between my wife and my uncle? My fists clenched tightly at my sides as I walked faster. My vision darkened, anger and disbelief mixing. I didn’t even fully register Cassandra following behind me anymore. Her presence was just noise in the background. What if something was really happening behind my back? It refused to leave my head. It kept repeating until it drowned out everything else. My steps turned quicker, almost breaking into a run. The possessive instinct I always contained suddenly rose to the surface. I tried to think logically, but my mind kept painting scenes I didn’t ask for. The thought of Haliyah being with another man, especially Damon, ma
Cassandra’s POV. I gritted my teeth so hard as I watched Damon break through the locked bathroom door and force his way inside just to get to Haliyah. I couldn’t help but feel furious that the plan I had carefully prepared for tonight didn’t fully succeed. I still hadn’t managed to completely bring Haliyah down or damage her image in front of everyone here. I had done everything right this time. Haliyah was supposed to be vulnerable enough to damage her standing, her image, her place in this pack. But of all times, Damon just had to show up and shatter the moment. Even when she should have been irrelevant, someone always came running to her. Stomping my feet, I turned on my heels and marched out of there. I hurried away from the bathroom, glancing cautiously around to make sure no one would suspect me. I slowed my pace as I re-entered the banquet hall, smoothing my dress and adjusting my expression. By the time I reached my seat, I was already someone else again, acting like nothi
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 executio
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. 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
Haliyah’s POV. We successfully got a copy of the CCTV footage from the coffee shop after Damon spoke with the café manager. It turned out the manager recognized me and even more so when he saw who I was with. He remembered how powerful Damon was as an Alpha, so he didn’t hesitate to give what we a







