Mag-log inRue's POVMonths later, Amelia recovered steadily. The transplant was a success and her body had responded positively. And each time I visited her, I saw a little more color return to her face,and more strength in her voice.The first time she stood up without assistance, Cole didn’t speak for a full minute. He just stood there, staring at her like he was afraid she might disappear if he blinked.Then he turned away abruptly, as if the emotion was too much to contain in front of anyone. But I saw it, the way his shoulders shook slightly before he left the room.Amelia had always been his weakness in the most human sense of the word.When she was finally cleared for discharge, the entire Blood Claw Pack felt different. Like something that had been holding it under pressure for years had finally released.And yet, what surprised me most wasn’t Amelia’s recovery, it was what came after.It was a random late evening at the pack residence, when Amelia had been resting after a routine che
Aiden's POVI wandered between territories like a ghost. No one stopped me or questioned me. No one even seemed to recognize me anymore.The former Alpha of a once-powerful pack was now just another nameless traveler in worn clothes, moving through borders that no longer belonged to him.Sometimes I would pass patrols in distance borders and expect them to react but nothing came. Their eyes slid over me like I was irrelevant. And in a way, I was.My body followed routines without meaning. Eat when I remembered. Sleep when exhaustion forced me. Walk when there was nowhere else to go.My health deteriorated slowly. It started as a weight loss. A constant pressure behind my eyes that never fully disappeared.I stopped caring when it began.There were moments, intrusive moments when my mind betrayed me. When I would pause in the middle of nowhere and imagine a different life.A version where I chose differently. Where I listened and trusted Rue when she needed me to. Sometimes I even imag
By the time the full investigation was done, Vanessa’s fate had already been sealed.Evidence against her had accumulated like a landslide, layer upon layer, each more damning than the last, until there was nothing left of Vanessa’s defenses but dust.The first charge was the fraud involving Percy’s supposed son.For years, Vanessa had maintained a carefully constructed plan: a child presented as Percy’s bloodline heir, positioned deliberately to bind him politically. Every medical records, and witness testimony converged into a single conclusion: the child was never Percy’s. Vanessa had knowingly fabricated emotional ties between them, repeatedly reinforcing the belief through psychologically controlled access.The boy had been taught a lie from childhood and Vanessa had ensured he never questioned it.The second charge was arson. The banquet fire was not an accident, nor a moment of emotional collapse. It was a planned operation. Security logs and surveillance videos confirmed int
Aiden's POVOn one rainy afternoon, news came to me that Percy had survived a donor surgery. And that Cole’s mate, Amelia's transplant had been successful.I also learned that Rue had gone back to him, long before the surgery.For a long time, I simply stared at the screen.If anyone deserved happiness, it was Rue. If anyone deserved Rue's love, it was certainly not me. And yet, a small part of me had continued hoping that somehow things would change. That fate would give me one last opportunity.I couldn't deny it. Even after everything, my heart had still been waiting for Rue to give me one final chance. Now that hope was finally dead.I opened the social media page of one press site and scrolled through the pictures. The first picture showed Rue and Percy walking side by side through a market fair. The second showed them standing beneath a row of festival lanterns. The third showed Rue smiling at Percy.She looked happy as Percy was looking at her.I had seen that expression befo
Aiden's PerspectiveThe house had become unbearably silent. There had once been laughter here, the sounds of servants coming and going, the sounds of Blue playing. But now, there was nothing.I sat alone in the dark living room, staring blankly at the untouched dinner on the table. Everything had become cold. It was just like my whole life was being mocked by the cold dinner.I lowered my head and laughed softly. How pathetic, the former Alpha of Half Moon Pack. The man people used to admire. The man who thought he had everything.What a joke. I had nothing.Blue wasn't my daughter. Even now, the truth still felt unreal. Sometimes I would wake up from nightmares and think it had all been a misunderstanding. That Blue would run into my arms and that my life hadn't been destroyed.But reality was cruel, Blue wasn't mine. Not by blood or by fate. And Haven had lied to me, manipulated me, destroyed everything.My marriage was destroyed, and so was my family and reputation. And the cruele
Percy's POVThree days had passed since Rue, Cole, and Amelia united against me. I couldn't in good conscience just sit idly by and watch Amelia continue to suffer. I knew I was also in a serious state but if I could save Amelia, then my life was worth it.I couldn't bear the thought of Cole living without his mate while I was alive and able to help him. I couldn't live with that guilt.At four in the morning, while Rue slept peacefully beside me, Slowly, I leaned down and kissed her forehead then carefully slipped out of bed."Prepare the car." I told my beta who was waiting outside.His eyes reddened."Miss Rue won't like this.""I’ll live…” I said “And she’ll forgive you if I dont.”Dr. Elias Virel nearly exploded when he saw me."Absolutely not!" His voice echoed through the medical wing. "NO! I refuse!"He threw the file onto the table."Your blood bond backlash is unstable and your old injuries haven't fully healed. And now you want to proceed with this?"I sat calmly. "Can it
Rue’s POVIris had come home just a day after going to the Blood Claw camp for kids. After the outbreak, it was only wise for the kids to get quarantined at home, where they would get good care from their families.She lay on the couch, her hair spilling on the cushion like she owned the whole worl
Aiden 's POVI was just taking a break from training when Sora called me. Her voice was tiny and sharp in my ears, I had to put it away from my face.“Aiden, you won't believe who I just saw.” She began.“Spit it out,” “It’s Rue, at Blood Claw Pack. Taking out trash…like a servant. Can you…”I di
Aiden’s POVWhen I returned, the faint scent of red wine lingered in the air. My mother, Veronica, was curled up on the couch watching the TV. Her skin was slightly less pale than before, indicating that she had been recovering steadily. “I heard something… odd today,” she said, lifting her gaze t
Aiden’s POVIt’s been five years since Rue walked out of my life, since she disappeared with our daughter and took whatever remained of my soul with her. And still, the emptiness refuses to leave me.Time was supposed to numb it. Everyone said it would. That the sting of betrayal would dull, that g







