Roseanne Moonveil has just woken up from a coma, only to find herself arranged to marry Damian Fenrison—a cold Alpha and arrogant CEO harbouring countless secrets. Roseanne knows their marriage isn't about love but cooperation. Yet, the longer she stays near the wounded Alpha, the more she realizes there’s so much more hidden behind his icy gaze. Damian Fenrison lives in the shadow of loss. As the Alpha of the Aeternum Pack, he lost Lyra, the mate who was the center of his world. To Damian, Roseanne is nothing more than the Omega needed to strengthen his pack—nothing more, nothing less. But who would have thought that the stubborn Omega would challenge his every belief and slowly rewrite his view of her? As their hearts begin to connect, fate seems determined to tear them apart. One by one, truths about the past come to light, shaking the fragile bond between Damian and Roseanne. Can a new love blossom amidst the shadows of the past, allowing them to become each other's salvation? Or will the truth bring nothing but devastation to them both?
View MoreROSEANNEAfter escorting me to my room, Damian left to hold a meeting with Tobias and Kiren to discuss Sam's death. I was still shaken by the incident, feeling weak and unsure of what to do.Right now, only one name kept surfacing in my mind—someone who was most likely behind Uncle Sam’s death.I grabbed my phone and dialled Grandpa Andreas’s number as quickly as possible. My last conversation with him still lingered in my memory, and I remembered that Grandpa Andreas had indeed planned to kill Uncle Sam and take him to Moonveil.Was this his way of warning me for not letting him take Uncle Sam away?I let out a heavy sigh. The moment the call was answered, I attacked him with a single question. “Why did you kill Uncle Sam?”Grandpa Andreas didn’t respond immediately. There was a brief silence before he asked, “Sam is dead?”Good acting. I scoffed internally.“Don’t pretend, Grandpa. I know this was your doing,” I accused without hesitation. “You were the only one who wanted Uncle Sam
ROSEANNE"That’s impossible," I muttered in disbelief at the news Tobias had just delivered. "You're joking, right?"My heart pounded violently, and a wave of nausea hit me upon hearing those words. My mind felt blank, unable to process anything. I was too shocked, too speechless even to know how to react.I felt Damian’s hand envelop mine, his warm fingers slipping between my own in an attempt to calm me. "Explain clearly what happened, Tobias," Damian said, his voice steadier than I had expected.But I knew he was just as surprised as I was. He was simply keeping his composure because I already looked panicked. He had to stay sane—for me and to ensure everything remained under control.Tobias exhaled heavily. "Blair brought food for Sam this morning. But when he arrived at the basement, Sam was already unconscious and was later pronounced dead. Blair himself checked his condition and confirmed that Sam had stopped breathing."Without realizing it, I held my breath. Losing my only ke
DAMIANEven though I already have a good relationship with Roseanne, I still can't read her mind. She keeps so many secrets and doesn’t share them with me, even though I want to help.I don’t like seeing Roseanne lost in thought without realizing it—I’ve caught her doing that multiple times. Whenever I ask, she always says she’s fine.And today, she’s doing it again.I had just returned to my room when I found Roseanne sitting on the large sofa, staring out the window in deep thought. She didn’t even notice my presence, too absorbed in whatever was running through her mind.I decided to approach her. Kiren had told me that Roseanne went to the Moonveil house today. I was certain her silence now was related to whatever happened there.Her body flinched slightly when I wrapped my arms around her from behind, encircling her waist while resting my chin on her shoulder."Hey, have you eaten?" I asked softly.Roseanne immediately relaxed upon realizing it was me holding her. Instead of pull
ANDREAS MOONVEILFor decades, I have protected Roseanne, and today is the first time I have seen her dare to press me like this.She has never defied me. Whatever I said, she would obey because Roseanne knew that in this house, I was the only one who truly cared for her. I raised and protected her until she became who she is today, and that was how Roseanne repaid my kindness.But today, she is different.I can see the seriousness in her eyes—something I cannot ignore. There is also ambition there, showing that she is determined to get the answer she wants.Roseanne will not back down until I give her that answer.But unfortunately, not all questions can be answered—sometimes, some things must remain hidden for my own benefit.I straighten my posture, staring at my granddaughter with sharp eyes. "Are you cornering me now, Anne?"Roseanne lets out a heavy sigh, looking frustrated. "No, Grandfather. It's not like that," she refutes firmly. "I just want to know the truth. I don’t want an
LAVINIAI kicked the small table beside the hotel bed hard, crashing the glass. Shattering glass echoed in the quiet room, making the room suddenly noisy.But I didn't care. I was too angry, too fed up with everything."Damn it! I hate this situation! This is all Roseanne's fault!" I groaned angrily, my jaw clenched, and my breath ragged from the overwhelming emotion.Grandpa kicked me out of the Moonveil residence. Even though it was only for a few days, I was still angry. And all of this happened because of one person—Roseanne. Always Roseanne. That woman was a real jinx in my life.She had taken everything that should have been mine, making me look like trash in Grandpa Andreas' eyes.“I hate her so much!” I gripped my own hair, feeling my entire body tremble with rage. I wanted to destroy something. I wanted to rip her face apart, to make her suffer just like I was suffering now.I wasn't alone in this room, there was still my mother—Eleanor, who also came to accompany me. She wou
ROSEANNEI decided to go to Moonveil the next day to meet Grandfather Andreas. My conversation with Uncle Sam kept replaying in my mind, making it impossible for me to sleep last night.I shouldn’t have given much thought to his warning—perhaps Uncle Sam was simply trying to mess with my head. It could be his new way of bringing me down. However, I couldn't just ignore it. For some reason, I felt there was a hidden message in his words.And so, here I was now, standing in front of the massive wooden doors of the Moonveil estate. My breath came out heavy, and my hands clenched tightly at my sides. I hesitated, even though I had lived here for years before.‘Even after staying here for so long, I’ve always felt like a stranger. I never once thought of the Moonveil house as my home,’ I murmured in my heart. ‘It always felt like I was just an outsider taking shelter in this house for years.’I remembered how Uncle Walter often said I didn’t belong here. Now, I felt like he was right. Perh
ROSEANNEUncle Sam didn’t take me seriously at all. I could see how he kept laughing, as if my words were too amusing to be taken seriously.Could he not see my frustration, or was he deliberately trying to provoke me?I couldn't stand talking to him for too long. Every second in this basement made me more nauseous, and I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible."Answer me, Uncle Sam!" I snapped harshly, truly starting to lose control. "I need answers from you! Tell me who wanted me dead?!"Uncle Sam laughed again, and I was certain my frustration had become his source of entertainment. But strangely, this time, his laughter sounded different. It no longer carried a mocking tone; instead, it was cold—laden with an underlying meaning.I observed Uncle Sam more closely and noticed a shift in his demeanour. His eyes no longer seemed to mock me; instead, they were sharper, filled with meaning.Why was he suddenly like this?"You've lived with Andreas Moonveil for so long, yet
ROSEANNEI stepped forward hesitantly into the underground chamber. The sound of my footsteps echoed along the cold stone corridor, the unpleasant, damp scent filling my senses, making me want to vomit. I hated basements—too eerie and reeking of decay.This underground prison, hidden in the depths of the Fenrison estate, was so silent that even my own breathing sounded unnaturally loud. A Beta guard walked ahead of me, leading me to the cell where Uncle Sam was imprisoned. Several other cells were here, and I could see a few prisoners locked inside.But I didn’t want to know who they were—it was obvious that anyone locked up in this place was Damian’s enemy.Silently, I swallowed hard. Truthfully, I was still afraid to face that man after everything he had done to me. Uncle Sam was a real threat, one who had nearly killed me just weeks ago. Yet here I was, walking straight toward where he was being held to have a conversation.The wounds on my body had healed, but the terrible memorie
ROSEANNE“Luna Roseanne, this is one of the tasks you once assigned to me.”I took the brown envelope that Kiren handed me, my forehead creasing in confusion. “What task? I don’t remember giving you any other assignments. Is this new evidence about my accident?”Kiren immediately shook his head. “No, Luna Roseanne. This is some information about Lyra, Alpha Damian’s former Luna. You once asked me to look into her when you first moved here.”My frown deepened, and I tightened my grip on the large brown envelope without realizing it. “Oh, thank you, Kiren.”Kiren looked at me in confusion—and I knew why. It was because I wasn’t acting like my usual self. Usually, whenever I asked Kiren to investigate something, I would immediately read the information as soon as he finished gathering it.I was the type of person who needed to know everything thoroughly; I couldn’t rest easy if something were left unresolved, no matter what it was. That was why I always wanted to uncover things that stil
ROSEANNE“Roseanne, Grandpa will match you with an Alpha, and you two will be married in two weeks.”The words hit me like a punch to the chest. I had just stepped into Grandpa's office after four months in a coma. Instead of the warm greeting I had expected, I received this announcement.I stood frozen in front of his desk, my heart pounding. “Grandpa, what do you mean? You must have said something wrong, right?”“Grandpa, you couldn’t possibly do something like that to me. I know that you love me very much, so something like this can’t happen.” My eyes trembled with worry, and as much as I could, I refused to believe him.But his face showed no signs of guilt. Andreas Moonveil, the most powerful man in the country and my grandfather, just stared at me coldly, without hesitation or regret.“There’s no mistake here, Roseanne. I’ve picked the perfect man for you,” he said with authority, leaving no room for argument.“Grandpa!” I finally raised my voice, trying to get his attention. “I...
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