تسجيل الدخولRue’s POVThe woman standing there was beautiful in a sharp, striking way. Long dark hair, red lips and eyes filled with unmistakable hostility. Something about her expression immediately made me uneasy.She smiled faintly. “Allow me to introduce myself.”Her gaze swept over me coldly.“I’m Vanessa.”She paused deliberately.“The younger sister of Percy’s late ex-girlfriend.”Several nearby guests fell silent. I stared at her calmly despite the tension rising inside me.Vanessa crossed her arms. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
You’ll collapse if you continue like this.”I leaned back against the bed tiredly. Maybe because I was sick or exhausted, but suddenly all the strength inside me disappeared.The doctor hesitated before speaking again.“You and Mr. Percy…” His voice trailed off carefully. “…what happened?”I closed my eyes briefly.“We broke up.”The doctor looked surprised. “You don’t seem like people who stopped loving each other.”That sentence actually made more sense than I cared to admit. Partly because he was right. Love had never been the problem, trust was.
Rue’s POVBy the time I finished the negotiations at the southern border, I felt like my body was no longer mine. Everything hurt.My head throbbed constantly, my throat burned from endless meetings, and my eyes felt painfully dry from days without proper sleep. The southern border was far harsher than I had imagined before arriving. The weather alone was enough to break people down. The scorching heat during the day felt unbearable, yet the nights turned bitterly cold, with strong winds sweeping through the border camps hard enough to rattle the windows.But the climate was the least of my problems, the real hardship came from the work itself.The southern packs were cautious by nature and fiercely territorial. Every negotiation dragged on endlessly because none of them trusted outsiders easily, especially not a young female Alpha trying to stabilize Blood Claw Pack after my father’s death.Every single day became a battlefield.Meetings started before sunrise and often stretched fa
Author’s POVRue stared at her for a very long time.Haven suddenly grabbed the edge of the table and whispered nervously,“Rue… when are they letting me return home?”Her eyes looked strangely innocent now, like a lost child.Rue answered honestly. “They’re not.”She blinked, confusion slowly spread across her face.“No…” Her voice became smaller.She shook her head harder. “No, no, no…”Tears suddenly poured down her face.“I can’t stay here…” Her breathing became erratic. “I need to go home…”The guards immediately stepped forward cautiously but Haven completely lost control.She began sobbing hysterically. Her screams echoed throughout the room.The guards grabbed her arms carefully as she struggled violently. At some point, her words became incoherent again..Rue sat up slowly, the remnants of the previous night pressing heavily against her thoughts. She exhaled sharply, forcing the images away.She swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood, walking toward the window.
Author‘s POVThe detention center stood at the edge of the city behind old iron gates and tall concrete walls.The entire place radiated oppression. The guards recognized Rue immediately when she arrived. Though they lowered their heads respectfully, none of them dared speak casually in front of her anymore. The once glamorous Half Moon Pack had become the subject of ridicule among werewolves across multiple territories.Aiden’s mother had lost her voice permanently. Haven had been imprisoned. The affair with Vance had exploded publicly. Sora’s death was under renewed investigation. And Alpha King Cyrus’s passing still lingered like a shadow.The guards led Rue through several locked doors before finally stopping outside the visitation corridor.“She’s inside,” one of them said carefully.Rue nodded once.Ever since Cyrus’s death, there was something colder in Haven’s eyes. Grief had hardened her into steel.The heavy iron door creaked open slowly and inside the dim waiting room sa
Rue‘s POVHer condition was far worse than I expected. Her throat was heavily bandaged and bruises stained the side of her neck. Machines beside her bed beeped steadily.The moment she recognized me, her eyes widened violently.She grabbed the tablet beside her bed and typed furiously before turning the screen toward me.GET OUT.I stared at the words calmly then I walked further into the room instead.Her breathing immediately became ragged.I pulled a chair over and sat down leisurely beside her bed.“You know,” I said softly, “I used to wonder if this day would ever come.”Her fingers trembled violently when I tilted my head slightly.“The great Veronica. Unable to speak.”Her eyes burned with fury.“You mocked me constantly back then.”I smiled faintly.“You said I wasn’t worthy of Aiden.”“You said Haven was the only Luna your pack would ever accept.”“You insulted my father.”“You insulted my daughter.”Her chest rose and fell rapidly.I leaned closer slowly.“And now look at y
Percy’s POVHer blood soaked through my arms.It was warm at first, then slowly cooling, each passing second a reminder that time was bleeding out of her just as surely as she was bleeding into me. Rue’s head lolled against my chest as I carried her toward a nearby helicopter.Her breathing was sha
Rue’s PerspectiveWhen I woke up, the first thing I saw was Aiden.For a moment, my mind refused to accept the image. It felt like hallucination, the kind born from exhaustion and fever. But then I focused, and the shock hit me full force.He looked terrible.Not tired in the dignified, restrained
Aiden’s POVThen the screen lit up and everyone was silent.At first, no one spoke. The footage was unmistakably real, unedited, captured from a low angle that shook slightly with every movement. I recognized Rue’s voice before I even saw her face.“Before you even spout whatever it is you want to
Rue’s POVThe very next week, I took Iris to the beach so that she could have some fun. As expected, Iris was having more than fun. After days of regular schooling and training, her brain was exhausted. She giggled as she splashed tiny feet in the shallow tide, her curls bouncing.We were only ther







