Eloise's POV
“It should have been you.”
My body trembles uncontrollably, and a sharp pain shoots through my chest. Ainsley turned around, revealing a cold smile. His rigid face looked indifferent and cruel. He hates me because everyone thinks I killed Aura. I staggered to my feet, trembling inside. My legs were numb, so I fell back to the ground. Ainsley's ice-cold voice echoed in my ears once again.
“In the name of the MoonGoddess......" I raised my head, staring at the man in disbelief knowing what he was about to do. He must have hate me so much. “Ainsley! No... You can't reject me. You don't know how much I love you! Please, let me explain... Please...” He paid no heed to my pleas, simply continuing in his low, chilling voice.
“Eloise Anthony, I Ainsley Williams the Alpha of the Litha Night Walker pack, reject you as my mate. From this moment onward I sever the moon goddess fate and bond between us. You are hereby denied the opportunity of being my mate.”
Immediately, a wrenching pain shot through my entire body. My wolf screamed in my head, “We need Ainsley. Go beg him, and put aside your pride. Damn you, Eloise, go beg him for forgiveness!” In my mind, there was a deafening buzzing, sometimes feeling like an impending explosion, other times like drowning. I looked at the man who had rejected me. He remained impassive, as if I were facing unwanted trash.I knew he expected me to accept his rejection, but as the daughter of the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack, I had my pride. “I don’t need his forgiveness, I didn’t do anything wrong,” I told my wolf, ignoring her curses. At that moment, I heard my wolf’s inner howl. The pain was too overwhelming for me. I pressed my heart and spat some blood on the ground. I thought my heart had already broken into a thousand pieces, but somehow I still managed to feel pain.
At that moment, something more powerful and stronger rose from my pain. It was hate. I wiped the blood dripping from my mouth and smiled at Ainsley. “Do you want to cut the connection between us, Alpha Ainsley? I’m afraid that will never happen.” I hissed.
Ainsley looked shocked. He had never thought that I wouldn’t accept his rejection. I looked away from him, closed my eyes, and immersed myself in the pain of rejection until my world was plunged into darkness. By the time I opened my eyes again, I was still lying on the ground in the Forest of Shadows.
Ainsley was nowhere to be seen, only his Beta Alex was nearby. Seeing me awake, he said coldly, “This is the fate you deserve for killing my sister, Eloise Anthony!” He said and then turned around. I stood up shakily, dragging my soaked and exhausted body back to the Golden moon Pack. Two uniformed werewolves were already waiting for me. “Miss Anthony, we suspect that you had something to do with Aura Arnold’s death. You need to come with us now.” I looked at my people, hoping that someone would step forward and help me, but no one did. One of them said, "I'm sorry, Eloise. The Alpha gave an order this morning to banish you from our pack."You are now a scamp and we have nothing to do with you from now on. I was shocked. “I am innocent.” I said to the people in a low voice before walking away with the uniformed man. No one seemed to hear what I had said. Before I was sent to the werewolf prison, I saw Ainsley standing at the entrance of the werewolf council hall, waiting for me. “Do you want to confess right now?” he asked. “I could easily ask the court to change its verdict. You will be released immediately if you admit to killing Aura.”
“For a thousand times. I did not kill Aura,” I said in a determined voice. My eyes were filled with tears of anger and shame. I thought I had already stopped loving the man who sent me to prison, but now I still found him irresistible.
“In that case…” Ainsley slowly walked towards me with the aura of an Alpha. I, now as a scamp, could not stand the pressing intimidation of Ainsley’s aura and lowered my head. Ainsley lifted my chin and continued, “Eloise Anthony, I hope you enjoy your time in jail for killing the woman I love. I’ve heard they hate blondes in prison.” I gathered my strength, looked into his eyes and said, “Alpha Ainsley, so what? I haven’t accepted your rejection. I’m still your mate. I’m still the future Luna of the Litha Night WalkerPack…” “You…” “Time’s up, officers,” I said to the uniformed man waiting to the side. They braced themselves and pulled me away from Ainsley. “No, you can’t take her! I’m not done here yet!” He sounded a little annoyed, trying to pull me back. One of the officers told him, “I’m sorry, Alpha Ainsley, but the law is the law. She has to go now. She has to report to jail by noon.” I smiled wryly at my mate as I walked away with the officers. I expected Ainsley to go crazy. But no. He regained his composure and said in a deep, calm voice, “You will regret not accepting my rejection today, Miss Anthony.
Ainsley walked away after finishing his words. He was taking revenge on Eloise. Eloise looked pale and couldn’t utter a word.
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Soon, the werewolf guard took her away and locked her in the underground prison. Life in the prison wasn’t easy. On the first night, Eloise was shaken in her sleep. “What do you want?” she cautiously looked at the werewolves surrounding her with malicious smiles. “Don’t come closer, or I’ll call the guards,” she said in horror.
The werewolves weren’t afraid at all. They looked at each other and laughed. Their leader pointed at Eloise’s face and asked, “What did you say? Call the guards? Did I hear you right? Do you want to call the guards?” As she spoke, she slapped Eloise and roared. “Go ahead and call the guards!” Eloise lost her balance and her ears were ringing. She pressed her hand against the wall and managed to get up. Then, she made a sudden movement: she slapped the leader. For a moment, there was silence in the cell. No one expected Eloise, a fragile werewolf, to have the courage to fight back. The burly werewolf went mad from the slap. Her eyes turned red as she screamed, “Damn it! Bitch! Hit her! I’ll cripple her! Alpha Ainsley said we didn’t need to show her mercy! We can hit her all we want!” Eloise was shocked. She felt a sharp pain running from her heart to her limbs. She roared inside: “Ainsley! Ainsley told them to do
Ainsley asked them to hit me!” Eloise trembled; her heart froze. That was why the guards didn’t come to check after making so much noise. And these werewolves were so reckless. Eloise looked at the werewolves. She stood up and ran to the door, grabbed the iron bars on the door and shouted, “Help! Help! I’ve been beaten!”
Even though she knew that no guards would come, she still begged for help. Her actions were useless. Eloise thought that maybe there was the slightest chance that Ainsley would not let the werewolves bully her.
She still had faith in Ainsley, that he would not be so cruel to her. Suddenly, Eloise screamed. Someone pulled her hair. She stumbled and fell to the ground. She had never been in such a sorry state. Then someone picked Eloise up.
The werewolves kept hitting and kicking her. She moaned on the ground miserably. She wanted to change, but she couldn’t. After being rejected by her partner, Eloise’s wolf was sad and weak and couldn’t help her change.
The guard didn’t come. So she realized that Ainsley had really asked them to beat her. She stopped screaming, giving up on fighting those werewolves. Laughter echoed in her ears. Eloise called for help, not because she was afraid of being beaten, but because she still had faith in Ainsley.
After they got tired of beating her, they went to sleep. Eloise lay on the floor in pain, her tears running down the corners of her eyes.She had never been bullied like this and she had never been so ashamed. She had fallen in love with Ainsley, her mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess. But why did she have to endure Ainsley’s anger and hatred after Aura was killed? After the incident, Eloise told everyone around her: I didn’t hurt Aura. No matter how hard she tried, no one believed her. She told people that she didn’t ask Aura to go to the other side of the Forest of Shadows.
It was Aura who was curious about the place where the Scamp lurked and asked her for an adventure. In the eyes of others, Eloise was the daughter of the Alpha, proud and brave, while Aura was sweet, obedient and shy. So how could Aura have offered to go to such a dangerous place? That day, Eloise’s car broke down just as she was going to meet Aura, so she was late for her date, but no one believed Eloise. Everyone thought she was lying. They believed that she tricked Aura into going to the Forest of Shadows and paid the Scamp to humiliate and rape Aura. Eloise didn’t need to do that because Aura often said, “Eloise, I have no feelings for Ainsley. He’s not my mate.” If Aura was Ainsley’s mate, Eloise would stay away from Ainsley. But she was Ainsley’s mate. The Scamp probably knew they were in deep trouble and ran away without a trace. No one knew where they went. The country is vast, they could be hiding anywhere. Eloise wanted to catch those Scamp more than anyone else.
She cried silently. After the incident, she was sent to the werewolf prison. But she insisted that she was innocent and hadn’t committed a crime. But now, she realized that she deserved to die, as long as Ainsley considered her guilty. What happened today was all part of Ainsley’s plan. Eloise didn’t know that, in her next life in prison, there would be more “Alpha Ainsley’s orders” waiting for her.
The Eloise the world once knew no longer existed.Curled into the corner of the damp prison cell, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, Eloise stared at nothing. He did it... He really did it. I don’t exist anymore. Her chest tightened. Not from the cold, but from something far worse. Emptiness.Who am I now? she thought. A ghost... a forgotten girl rotting in a cell like trash.The metallic clang of heavy boots echoed in the corridor the next morning. Then, suddenly a harsh shove knocked her over.“Hey! Wake up, rat! Go clean the damn bathroom!” a rough voice barked.A scream followed. “She’s..... she’s dead!”Someone else scurried over, kneeling beside Eloise’s still form.“Shut up!” snapped another voice. “She’s breathing. Look, barely. But she’s alive.”A guard was called. The door slammed open. But nobody comforted her. No one touched her gently. Why would they? She wasn’t Eloise anymore. She was just an inmate. Just a criminal.---Three years later…The streets felt foreign
Eloise did her best to avoid making eye contact but she failed.Her gaze flickered toward him, helplessly, involuntarily. The moment their eyes met, regret surged through her chest like a punch.His golden eyes locked onto hers like a predator snaring prey. He didn’t blink. Didn’t smile. He just stared, too amused, too aware. His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. Then, still staring straight at her, he kissed the woman in his arms, deeper this time. Hungrier. Wetter. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a spectacle.It was deliberate.The woman moaned softly against his mouth, her long fingers tangling in his dark hair. She arched into him, loving the attention. Eloise knew her name Amelia Javis. One of the Scarlet Heart's top escorts. Tall, statuesque, with legs that went on forever, and a face so sculpted it looked unreal. She oozed sex and poison in equal measure. Her beauty was the sharp, cold kind, the kind that didn’t warm when she smiled. Because she never smiled. She smirked. She own
Eloise stepped into the dimly lit room, her heartbeat quickening the moment the door clicked shut behind her. The air felt thick, almost suffocating, and the hairs on the back of her neck prickled with unease. She hesitated for just a moment, taking in the scene before her.A handful of guests lounged casually on the sofas, their eyes glazed with boredom, while several escort girls flitted about, their fake smiles barely hiding the tension in the air. But it wasn’t the guests that held her attention, it was Mavis.Mavis stood in the center of the room, her body stiff, her face twisted in quiet desperation. As soon as their eyes met, the younger girl’s lips parted, and she took a shaky step forward.“Eloise, help me!” she cried out, her voice breaking through the thick silence of the room.Eloise’s heart lurched at the sound of Mavis’s plea.The moment Mavis spoke, the entire room seemed to shift. The guests she had learned to fear in silence turned their eyes toward Eloise, scrutinizin
Eloise’s breath hitched in her throat as she slowly raised her head, her gaze locking with the man sitting across from her. The weight of his words lingered in the air like a suffocating fog, thick with venom and malice.“How could I ask her to kiss another man?” Ainsley’s voice was low and deceptively calm, but there was a cruel edge behind every syllable. It sliced through her like a knife. Her heart stuttered painfully as she tried to comprehend the reality of what he had just said.Ainsley. Her fated mate. The man she had once loved more than life itself. The same man who had cast her aside without remorse.Now, after all these years, fate had dragged them back together, not in love’s embrace, but in a brutal power struggle. Love was long gone. What remained was raw pain, betrayal, and the scorched remnants of a bond that had been burned beyond recognition.How could he ask me to do this?Eloise’s stomach twisted, bile rising in her throat. The room seemed to shrink, the air too he
Lucian stood at the entrance of the hotel room, his eyes moving between Ainsley and the woman standing behind him.Both led powerful packs in Metrocity, and as rivals? Yes, but there was an unspoken bond between them as well. They were enemies, and yet, at times, they were also reluctant allies.His gaze shifted to Eloise, standing stiffly behind Ainsley. To his surprise, her ears were bright red, a clear sign of embarrassment.So, it’s her first kiss, Lucian thought with a sly grin. Interesting.“Hey,” Lucian teased, breaking the silence, “was that your first kiss?”Eloise’s face flushed a deeper shade of crimson. She didn’t answer, but her downcast eyes and the way she nervously shifted her feet were enough to confirm his guess.Lucian couldn’t help but smile, feeling a small, satisfied thrill. There was something amusing about catching her in such an awkward moment, but before he could continue his teasing, he turned his attention back to Ainsley.Ainsley’s cold gaze lingered on Luc
For a moment, Eloise thought she was already dead. The world around her was a blur, the air thick with the scent of earth and blood.Her body felt weightless, like it wasn’t her own. And then, the grief hit her a sharp, suffocating wave that made her chest tighten, her throat close. She couldn’t even pinpoint why she felt this way, but it was overwhelming.Maybe it was the loss of her wolf. Maybe it was the years of running, always running. Maybe it was the realization that there was no place in the world for someone like her.She tried to shake it off, but the heaviness lingered.Slowly, Eloise opened her eyes. The ground beneath her felt cool and soft grass.It took a few moments to register where she was. The sharp pain shooting through her body quickly brought her back to reality. Her ankle throbbed, and the blood soaking into her shirt made her stomach turn.You’re alive girl. That’s what matters.She took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind. Her wolf was gone. But somehow, it
Ainsley’s gaze remained fixed on Eloise, who was struggling weakly against his grip. Her trembling form, once filled with strength and defiance, now appeared fragile, shattered in a way that made his heart twist with something he couldn’t quite name. Satisfaction? Resentment? A mix of both, maybe."That’s right," Ainsley murmured with a cold smile, his voice laced with mockery. "A toy should act like one."He stepped closer, his hand tightening around her wrist as he pulled her toward him, feeling her stiffen beneath his touch. He exhaled a final puff of smoke from his cigarette, flicking it to the ground without sparing a glance. One of his men quickly took the cigarette from his hand, wordlessly.Eloise winced as Ainsley’s other hand moved to her chin, his fingers sharp as they tilted her face upward. She felt a jolt of pain as he moved her head back and forth, studying her expression. The cruel amusement in his eyes made her want to look away, but she forced herself to meet his gaze
Eloise could feel the weight of Ainsley’s words crushing her. "Do you still remember that you're a werewolf?" The cruel question hung in the air, a stark reminder of everything she had lost."You looked so cowardly when you were begging for mercy, which disgusts me." His voice was colder than she remembered, every syllable laced with contempt.She could barely breathe, let alone speak. His words cut deeper than any physical wound ever could. “If the members of the Golden Moon Pack knew that their Alpha’s daughter was so weak and incompetent, what would they think?” The disgust in his voice was palpable, and Eloise felt the sting of it settle deep in her chest.Her body swayed on its own, barely able to hold itself up. Her mind swirled in confusion and shame. She had hoped, in some corner of her heart, that Ainsley might show her some kindness. Some recognition of what they had once shared, but that hope was now shattered.The Golden Moon Pack. She could barely bring herself to think of
Stepping aside, Eloise said in a formal tone, “Let me introduce you. This is Jack Ray, the representative of our partner.”Mandy, blinking in confusion, stepped forward and extended her hand politely. "Hello….."“Mandy, I’ll follow the project this time,” Eloise cut in swiftly, not allowing her to finish.Mandy froze, utterly bewildered.Eloise leaned close and whispered in her ear, “I’ll explain after we get back.”Jack personally walked them all the way to the car, his gaze never leaving Eloise until she disappeared from his sight.Inside the car, Eloise slumped back against the seat.“Have you met Jack before?” Mandy asked curiously as they neared the Moonlight Garden. “I thought I was going to be in charge of the project?”Eloise forced a smile. “Don't misunderstand. There are certain things about this project I need to handle personally. You've been working so hard, Mandy. You deserve a break.”Mandy still looked unsure. “Okay… but rest well after this problem is solved, okay?”A
The secretary suddenly stood up, her voice hurried and apologetic. “I’m sorry, Mandy." Our president said he wanted to meet with Ms. Anthony alone to seek cooperation this time.”Eloise, Mandy, and the other Anthony Group representatives exchanged confused glances, uncertainty flickering between them. What a strange request! Suspicion brewed silently in the air.Mandy parted her lips to protest, but Eloise reached out, stopping her with a firm hand. “Take the others out of the conference room,” she instructed quietly, her voice calm but commanding.“But…” Mandy’s brows furrowed in deep worry. She didn’t want to leave Eloise alone.Eloise looked at her steadily, her gaze unwavering, burning with determination. “Mandy, you know how important this cooperation is to me.”It wasn’t just important to her; it was crucial to the future of the Anthony Group. It was everything.Mandy hesitated a moment longer, then finally nodded. “Let’s go,” she said, her voice reluctant. She signaled the othe
Ainsley was in a pitiful state; his clothes soaked through, his shoes worn out beyond recognition. He must have been searching for her for a long, long time, wandering alone through the rain.“Get in the car,” Eloise said urgently, her voice cracking as she took his trembling hand.Leading him carefully, she guided him back to the car, shielding him as best she could from the relentless rain.She pulled open the back seat door and gestured for him to climb in. But Ainsley stubbornly shook his head, water flying from his wet hair.“No,” he said firmly.“Why?” Eloise asked, frowning deeply, confused by his sudden refusal.“I don’t want to sit in the back seat, I want to sit there.” He pointed insistently at the passenger seat beside her.Eloise blinked, momentarily stunned. She didn’t quite understand what difference it made, but for Ainsley, it clearly meant everything.“I want to sit next to you,” he said seriously, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with an intensity that surprised h
“No reward?” Ainsley’s mouth trembled, and he looked like he might burst into tears at any second.Eloise bit her lip hard. “Of course, you get a reward. Like I said, you did great.” She reached out and ruffled his hair. The next moment, she froze as Ainsley, clearly overjoyed, rested his head contentedly on her shoulder.Just then, Eric came up behind them, his voice low. “Everything’s ready, we can send it now.”No one spoke. The tension in the air was almost unbearable as they quietly got into the car. As the vehicle rolled down the dark road, Eloise stole a glance at Ainsley, who had already fallen asleep beside her.He used to occupy most of her life — in every memory, every thought. Now, the air inside the car felt stifling. Eloise turned her head sharply to the window, blinking hard. He couldn’t remember anything.All the entanglements they once shared ; love, hate and pain, now belonged to her alone.The car headed farther into the remote outskirts, taking a dark road lined wi
Eric hesitated, concern flickering across his face, but finally he nodded and stepped out, shutting the door behind him with a soft thud. Silence swallowed the room. Eloise stood motionless for a long, long time. The steady beeping of machines was the only sound, each one a harsh reminder of how fragile life was.Finally, she moved. Slow, heavy steps carried her to Ainsley’s bedside. She reached out with a trembling hand but stopped an inch from touching him.Instead, she sank into the chair beside him, folding her hands tightly in her lap to hide how badly they shook. She didn’t cry. She didn’t scream. She just sat there, hour after hour, her eyes never leaving his broken body.Five days and nights blurred into each other.Every time Eric or Jacob tried to pull her away, she stayed rooted there.“Won’t it hurt her if she doesn’t cry?” Eric asked once, whispering in a low voice, watching her through the window.“I’ve been through worse,” Eloise heard it she croaked, her voice raw and
“I want shoes to match,” she said softly.“Yes, ma’am. Right away,” the shop assistant said, hurrying off.Mandy walked closer and touched Eloise’s arm gently. “Eloise... are you sure you’re ready for this?”Eloise turned her eyes toward her. There was no hesitation in them. Only a fierce, burning determination.“I have to be,” she said, her voice almost breaking. “I don’t have a choice.”Mandy’s throat tightened. She wanted to hug her, to pull her back, to stop her from going, but she knew she couldn’t.Just then, Eloise’s phone buzzed.Mandy immediately grabbed it from the counter and handed it to her. “It’s Jacob,” she said quietly.Eloise answered on the second ring. “I’m ready.”“Good,” Jacob’s voice came crisply through the speaker. “A car is waiting for you outside. Your passport and visa are in the car. You’ll be taken directly to a private jet. You need to leave within the next twenty minutes.”“Understood,” Eloise said without hesitation.“And Miss Anthony... don’t be late,”
Mandy, who was driving, opened her mouth, only to realize she couldn't find a word to comfort Eloise. She knew Eloise too well, so she didn't feel the need for words to comfort her.The Anthony Group had many problems. Perhaps they had been overlooked, or perhaps Gary didn't think they were serious. Mandy was a little worried about Eloise, who was in the backseat. When Eloise was busy, she worked almost suicidly. Mandy thought she was supposed to hate Ainsley. After all, he was the one slowly forcing an extroverted woman into a corner. In all of Metrocity, Ainsley was the only person who could corner Eloise. But now, Mandy felt grateful to Ainsley. At least he would come on time to pick Eloise up for lunch and dinner, or Eloise would be too busy to eat.Mandy accompanied Eloise to work for several days, and Ainsley did not appear during this time.Eloise knew he was on a business trip.It wasn't the first time Ainsley had been on a business trip. Before, he'd call her no matter where
"Ainsley WIlliams! Damn you! "You promised me!” Eloise’s eyes blazed red with fury, veins visible on her temples as her body shook violently.Her scream echoed so loudly throughout the room that the light on the ceiling trembled from the force of her rage. She kicked at the bed frame, sending it crashing against the wall with a loud bang. The curtains flapped wildly in the air from the force of her movements, as if they too were disturbed by the storm erupting within her.The pain that flashed through Ainsley's eyes nearly froze him in place. His breath caught, but he focused hard on what he was doing, refusing to waver, even though guilt was clawing through his chest.Then her voice ripped through the room, raw and shattering, “Ainsley! I hate you!”Ainsley's eyes were filled with unbearable pain, the kind that didn’t show in blood but hurt worse than any wound. He clenched his jaw and abruptly lowered his head. Without a word, he pressed his lips to the scar on the back of her waist
The fall of the Anthony Group was no longer just a rumor, it had become a harsh, bitter truth echoing through every corner of Metrocity’s high society. Stock prices had started to tremble, investors were pulling out like rats from a sinking ship, and tonight’s extravagant banquet couldn’t mask the rot eating away at the core of a once-mighty empire. The air was thick with tension and forced laughter, the scent of overpriced wine failing to disguise the underlying stench of desperation.Michael Eliot leaned against a marble column; he stood silently at the edge of the lavish banquet, his tall frame cloaked in a sleek black suit that matched his mood. His fingers played with the rim of a half-empty glass of red, untouched wine since it was poured. On his other hand, a cigarette smoldered, forgotten and the ash dangling dangerously. He looked detached, like a man who had accidentally walked into the wrong life. He hated these gatherings. The fake smiles, the hollow toasts, the false cama