MasukBy 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 POV.The next morning, Dr. Elias Virel arrived. The moment he examined Percy, he frowned and sighed heavily.Percy sat calmly on the sofa. "Is it serious?"Dr. Virel looked like he wanted to strangle his patient. "Serious?"His voice rose."Do you know how many times I've wanted to throw you into a cell and lock you up?"I sat upright immediately. "What’s wrong?"Dr. Virel rubbed his forehead. "His blood bond backlash, he has never stopped preparing for the marrow donation."Dr. Virel glared at Percy."He has been secretly continuing the blood-forming treatments. He reduced the dosage after your reconciliation, but he never stopped."My face turned pale. "Percy..."Percy remained silent.Dr. Virel continued. "His old injuries from the fire, the blood bond backlash and the donation preparation. Each one is enough to put pressure on his body. But Percy insists on combining all three."I stared at Percy and he avoided my eyes. And suddenly, anger rose inside me, mostly because I wa
Rue’s POVVanessa was still on the ground. Fully collapsed in the humiliating position she was in. Percy’s killing intent was so strong that it made everyone shiver in fear.Percy’s Alpha pressure still lingered in the air like a storm that hadn’t fully decided whether to leave.Her face was pale.“I… I was wrong,” Vanessa stammered.Her voice shook.“I didn’t mean it like that. I was just… reminding you of pack regulations.”I almost laughed. Reminding?Percy’s expression didn’t change. His wolf eyes were still glowing.“As if attacking us in a fire wasn't enough, you decided to come and attack my mate while we walk?” he asked.Vanessa flinched at the word mate.“I didn’t…”“You did.”He took one step forward and the ground seemed to sink under his presence. Even I felt it. The awareness that Percy could end an argument by simply deciding it had lasted too long.Vanessa swallowed hard.“I have rights under the pack’s jurisdiction,” she said quickly, scrambling for control. “If you ac
Rue’s POVI fastened a thin silk ribbon of mask around my head, adjusting it until it fit perfectly over my face. The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized—her hair pinned up in soft curls, her dress a pale silver that shimmered when I moved, her lips tinted coral. For once, I looked like s
Rue’s POVBy the time I returned home that afternoon, I was so tired I wanted to sleep. I’d barely stepped past the threshold when I heard the faint clatter of cleaning tools from the corridor.I frowned.I took a few steps cautiously, wondering who would be at my house. Because except for my frien
Aiden’s POVThe week after the engagement party dragged on like a punishment I couldn’t escape. Even in the early morning, I felt sluggish . I’d been through brutal fights, insane politics, but nothing unsettled me like Rue did.I couldn’t stop thinking about her that night—the way she turned to le
Haven’s POVThe moment Aiden disappeared behind the bathroom door, steam already beginning to hiss from the shower, I sighed.All that trembling, that pitiful sobbing, the soft quiver in my voice—gone. In its place came a quiet meditation of the previous events.He had looked at me with confusion t







