Mag-log inPercy‘s POVI did want forever with her. I wanted mornings with her. Arguments with her. Growing old with her. I wanted to spend the rest of my life beside her. And maybe that was exactly why she kept running from me.“I can’t promise you that anymore,” Rue continued softly. “So just quit while you still can.”The cold practicality in her tone nearly crushed me. As though she truly believed love was something that could simply be abandoned.I exhaled shakily.Silence stretched between us again then finally,“I have work to do.” she said and the connection severed instantly.I sat there motionless afterward staring into nothing. The emptiness she left behind inside my mind felt unbearable. Yet strangely…even after being rejected again, I still could not let go. Maybe I really was losing my mind.I looked down at the Southern Border reports again. Then suddenly, a decision formed inside me. If Rue refused to come back to me…then I would go to her.Rue’s POVThe Southern Border was exhau
Percy’s POVThe Southern Border project had never truly been separate from me. Most people probably thought Blood Claw and my pack were merely business allies, connected through contracts and military cooperation, but the truth was deeper than that. The Southern Border trade routes were tied directly to my pack’s supply chains and transport networks. If Rue succeeded there, my pack would benefit alongside hers. And if she failed…the consequences would spread to my pack.That was why I had secretly arranged support behind the scenes from the very beginning. I had made sure every dangerous road she traveled through was monitored by my men long before she even arrived there.After everything that had happened between us, my instincts still revolved around protecting her. It seemed pathetic. But even now, after Rue had looked me in the eyes and ended our relationship… after she had repeatedly told me to let go…I still could not stop loving her.I sat alone inside my office overlooking th
Cole looked away briefly and suddenly, I realized something was wrong. My brother never avoided eye contact. Never.Fear crept into my chest.“…Cole?”He closed his eyes briefly before finally speaking.“I need her alive because Amelia needs her blood.”Everything inside me stilled.“…What?”His voice turned hoarse.“Amelia’s condition worsened months ago. Her body started rejecting ordinary transfusions. Vanessa has a rare blood type compatible with hers.”I stared at him silently as shock crashed through me.Amelia, his mate. The woman who had once saved his life during a rogue wolf ambush years ago. The woman he loved more than his own life.“She’s dying?” I whispered.Cole’s silence answered me.Suddenly, everything made sense. Why he protected Vanessa. Why he tolerated her insults. Why he looked so exhausted.He was desperate.“I didn’t want to tell you,” he admitted quietly. “You already have too much on your shoulders…getting allies and contracts for the pack.”I felt something
She called Alpha King Cyrus a dead man. My father. The man who had stood behind me when the entire world mocked me for being an omega. The man whose ashes still rested inside the pendant around my neck.Something inside me nearly snapped.I took a step toward her but Cole stepped forward and stood between us.“Rue.” His voice carried warning but my eyes never left Vanessa’s face.“You should thank my brother,” I said slowly. “Because if he wasn’t standing here right now, you would be wishing you were dead.”Vanessa sneered, but I saw the flicker of fear in her eyes.I turned around and walked away before my temper truly exploded. I inhaled deeply, trying to calm the storm inside me, but it didn’t work.It took me a couple wine glasses to calm my nerves before I went to the dais to present my findings.Influential Alphas, investors, military representatives, and business leaders from both Blood Claw and the southern territories waited for me curiously to present.I was a female Alpha.
Rue’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.
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







