FAZER LOGINCole 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.
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.
Aiden’s POVI’d been staring at the same document for almost half an hour, the numbers getting even more complicated with each passing second. Every proposal, every figure I’d drawn up was supposed to ensure Half Moon’s dominance in the region. Nothing—nothing—was supposed to go wrong.Then Vance
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







