LOGINI swore I'd never crawl back the night my Alpha turned me down. He kept me a secret because I was a "fat nobody," until I saw him kiss my best friend under the full moon. He told me I wasn't good enough to be his Luna. He told me I'd hurt his reputation. After three years, I go back to Los Angeles with a kid he doesn't know about and a new name for the baby. Thanks to a DNA story that showed I was switched at birth, I'm no longer the mean Omega that everyone made fun of. I'm now the heiress of the Moonstone Corporation. No matter how much power I have, wear, or how red my hair is, he doesn't know me. He will, though. He needs me now, not you. His company is failing. The throne of his pack is in danger. And I’m the only one who can save it for a price. The contract marriage he offers? I’ll sign it just to watch him burn with the same hunger he once denied me. But every time he touches me, every time his eyes darken with that old possessiveness, I feel the tie we both tried to break. And when he finds out the truth that the little boy calling me “Mommy” has his golden eyes it’ll be too late. Because the rejected Luna doesn’t want payback anymore. She wants power. And maybe… she still wants him. He was my first loss. I’ll be his last chance
View MoreLater that evening, the hall emptied into whispers and gossip, champagne glasses and whispered envy. Aurora fled to the balcony, the city lights spreading beneath her like stars on earth. The cold air bit her skin. Finally, she could breathe. But peace never stayed long around Damon. He found her moments later, stepping out of the golden glow into the moonlight beside her. “You shouldn’t be out here alone,” he said quietly. She didn’t turn. “You shouldn’t care.” “I didn’t say I did.” “Then leave.” “I can’t.” His voice relaxed. “You look beautiful tonight.” Aurora’s heart twisted painfully. “Don’t.” “Don’t what?” “Don’t lie to me just because there’s a camera behind every window.” He stepped closer, the space between them charged and frail. “You think I care about the cameras right now?” “Of course you do,” she said angrily. “That’s all this isa show. You need me to save your image, and I need you to keep my company. We both know that.” He studied her for a long
She could feel his touch again every time she closed her eyes. The warmth of his palm against hers, the less force in his voice when he said "It's done." She didn't like how it still hurt her heart. She was back in the present when she heard a small sound. There were small steps in the hallway. "Mommy?" Aurora stood up. Her son stood at the doorway, rubbing his eyes because he was tired. His hair was dirty from being in bed. Leo, her whole world fits into a small body. She calmed down and whispered, "Hey, baby." "What's wrong with you?" “I couldn’t sleep,” he said, crawling onto her lap. “You were talking to yourself.” She smiled weakly. “Mommy’s just tired, that’s all.” Leo looked at the open files on the floor, his small fingers brushing over one picture. “Who’s that man? ” Aurora froze. It was a picture of Damon on an old magazine cover from before everything fell apart. Her chest tightened. “He’s… someone I used to know.” Leo tilted his head
When Damon walked into her office the next morning, he didn’t knock; he never did. He simply filled the room with that dangerous calm that always meant trouble. Aurora had barely slept. The message from the night before worried her: If you refuse the merger, your secret won’t stay secret for long. The city outside was just waking up, Milan’s skyline still wrapped in mist, but she wasn’t in Italy anymore. She was back in Los Angeles, standing inside the building that used to belong to her father, the man she’d never known until the truth of her birth had broken everything. Moonstone Corp now belonged to her by blood. And that blood came with strings. The door opened, and Damon walked in like he owned the place. Aurora didn’t turn. “You have a talent for appearing where you’re not wanted.” “Then you haven’t changed,” he said, closing the door behind him. His voice was smooth, quiet but it carried a warning beneath. “I’m busy,” she answered, still facing the window. “Unless
When Damon walked into her office the next morning, he didn’t knock; he never did. He simply filled the room with that dangerous calm that always meant trouble. Aurora had barely slept. The message from the night before worried her: If you refuse the merger, your secret won’t stay secret for long. The city outside was just waking up, Milan’s skyline still wrapped in mist, but she wasn’t in Italy anymore. She was back in Los Angeles, standing inside the building that used to belong to her father, the man she’d never known until the truth of her birth had broken everything. Moonstone Corp now belonged to her by blood. And that blood came with strings. The door opened, and Damon walked in like he owned the place. Aurora didn’t turn. “You have a talent for appearing where you’re not wanted.” “Then you haven’t changed,” he said, closing the door behind him. His voice was smooth, quiet but it carried a warning beneath. “I’m busy,” she answered, still facing the window. “Unless
Hours later, Aurora stood on her balcony as rain began to fall, cold and heavy. She watched the city lights blur into gold and silver streaks. Her image in the glass was not the same shy girl from three years ago. Yet beneath the expensive clothes and calm smile, that broken heart still pulsed.
The morning sunlight spilled across the wide windows of her flat facing the canals. The smell of espresso and warm milk filled the air. Leo sat on the floor in his jammies, playing with his wooden toy plane. His laughter was bright, innocent, too pure for the darkness that once surrounded his bi
Hours later, the sea plane landed on a glistening lake surrounded by mist-covered mountains. The sign nearby read Lago di Como. I stepped out barefoot, my gown destroyed, my heart heavier than stone. The air was different here, clean, quiet, untouched by talk or betrayal. The pilot helped me do
A low growl echoed in the distance, not thunder, not the storm or something else. A power. Watching. Lila frowned, scanning the dark. “Did you hear that?” I straightened, heart racing. “Wolves?” She shook her head. “No. Something else.” But before we could move, a car’s headlights flared






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