INICIAR SESIÓNRue’s POVThe wine dripped slowly down the front of my gown, staining the fabric red like fresh blood. The chilled wetness clung to my skin, soaking through the material I had once personally selected for myself during my last shopping trip with Bella.Then came the whispers.“They’re fighting…”“Did you see that?”“Vanessa looked terrified…”“No, Rue looked angry first…”Vanessa stood in front of me with widened eyes, one trembling hand covering her lips while the empty wineglass lay near her heels.For a brief moment, she looked exactly like a victim. If I had not seen the deliberate satisfaction hidden in her gaze a second earlier, perhaps even I might have believed her act.“I…I’m sorry…” Vanessa whispered shakily. Then her voice suddenly cracked louder. “But Rue shoved me first, everyone saw that…she wasn't looking.”The surrounding crowd instantly erupted into murmurs.I stared at her, disbelief burning through me fiercely. She had intentionally rammed into me and deliberately s
Rue’s POVTHis was ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. After everything that had happened between us… after the heartbreak, the betrayal, the endless nights I had spent forcing myself to move forward…My body still reacted to him instinctively.The lights reflected against his black suit, outlining his tall figure sharply against the crowd behind him. His expression remained calm, almost indifferent at first glance, but I knew Percy too well.The second our eyes met, I saw the possessiveness and the longing.Beside me, Brandon followed my gaze toward the entrance. His expression shifted slightly.“Someone knows how to make an entrance,” he said quietly.I tried to answer casually, but before I could respond, Percy was already walking toward us. People moved aside instinctively as he crossed the ballroom floor.He stopped directly in front of me, close enough that I caught the familiar scent of his aftershave and perfume.“Rue.” His voice was low and calm.I forced myself to remain comp
Percy‘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 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







