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The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 61
~ 61 ~~ Mia ~The glass doors of Maren & Dolice swung open, releasing the subtle scent of crushed orchids into the cool morning air.This time, there was no haughty lingering at the threshold, no dismissive once-over from junior stylists, and Priya was nowhere in sight. The moment I crossed the entrance with Hailey, the general manager himself hurried forward, bowing his head with crisp, tailored deference."Dr. Quinn, welcome," he said, gesturing gracefully toward the sweeping velvet curtains of the VIP private salon. "Everything has been prepared for your arrival as requested."I offered a polite nod, stepping into the spacious suite where champagne flutes and soft leather armchairs awaited.I had come for a very specific purpose. The salon staff moved with quiet, practiced discretion, unboxing a piece from the house’s newest, most exclusive label—a brand that had taken high fashion by storm across the northern provinces, though its reclusive founding designer had never been public
The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 60
~ 60 ~~ Mia ~The silence in the room stretched until it felt like thin glass.Hailey stood frozen beside the desk, the card trembling between her fingers. Her face was completely colorless, her golden-brown eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears."I haven't been sleeping, Lili," Hailey whispered, her voice cracking as the confession spilled out of her. "For a few days now, it feels like there’s an iron wire wrapped around my chest, pulling tighter every time he walks away from that gate. My ribs ache. My wolf won't sit still. I feel like I'm losing my mind."She swallowed hard, her lower lip quivering with a fragile, helpless shame."Last Tuesday... at three in the morning... you walked into the kitchen for water," Hailey admitted, staring down at her boots. "I was sitting on the floor behind the island, scrolling through Kade's public pack profile on my tablet. I saw your shadow in the doorway. I realise you must have seen what was on my screen, but you just turned around and w
The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 59
~ 59 ~~ Mia ~An urgent call had come through to the delegation annex at eleven-thirty. A small clinic near the eastern border had received two young pack wolves suffering from acute neuro-toxin exposure, and Dr. Jonathan had requested my presence to oversee the plasma exchange. We had assembled a small medical convoy, two armored sedans and an ambulance — and set out under the quiet cover of night.The road was dark and empty, winding through the dense pine forests of the eastern ridge.I sat in the back of the lead sedan, watching the tall trees sweep past in the pale moonlight. Ten minutes after clearing the main highway, a set of bright headlights appeared in the rear glass.They didn't pass or fall behind. They held steady, maintaining a precise distance behind our tail.Inside my chest, Olga stirred, her nose twitching before my own eyes could decipher the vehicle.Storm and cedar.My stomach tightened. "Darian."Before the driver could react, the black SUV accelerated hard. It
The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 58
~ 58 ~~ Darian ~It was two in the morning.The single red tracking dot sat motionless inside the coordinates of the Red Moon delegation manor. According to the transponder embedded in the silver necklace, she was in the main residential building, likely in her third-floor suite.I leaned back in my leather chair, staring at the screen with a mixture of quiet shame and desperate fascination.She was wearing it.Every single day since Nick handed her that velvet box, the signal had moved from the manor to the medical academy, paused at the clinical laboratory, and returned to the residence by dusk. She hadn't thrown it away. She hadn't left it sitting on a desk. The tiny, persistent beacon lived right against her skin, moving wherever she moved.My wolf hummed in quiet satisfaction, soothing the frantic, territorial growl that usually clawed at my chest. But as an Alpha, the pettiness of what I was doing made my stomach twist. I was tracking my own mate like a suspect under territoria
The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 57
~ 57 ~~ Mia ~The next morning, Aron’s grandfather arrived at the university clinic. He was a silver-haired, weathered old wolf named Pierre, brought all the way from the Silverleaf pack in a private medical transport.Despite his weak body, Pierre held himself with quiet dignity. When Aron introduced us, the old man reached out and took my hand. His grip was light and trembling, but his deep gray eyes lingered on my face one beat too long. I attributed his long stare to the heavy pain he was clearly fighting through.We immediately took him to the diagnostic room and began a full series of advanced scans.Two hours later, the neural scans came through on the large lightboards in my private office. Aron stood beside me, holding her breath, while two resident doctors reviewed the files.The imaging confirmed the worst, but it also revealed something strange. A large, terminal-grade mass was pressed directly against the base of Pierre’s brain stem. In theory, a delicate surgery could r
The Ex-Luna's Return: No Longer His Doormat ~ 56
~ 56 ~~ Mia ~The university campus was decorated with pink and white paper carnations for Mother's Day.I ignored the decorations as I walked to the lecture hall. All morning, students brought bouquets to the older women on the faculty, laughing and taking photos in the hallways. I kept my face like stone, delivered my lectures on schedule, and kept my eyes glued to my notes. I did not acknowledge the date, the flowers, or the quiet murmurs around me.During my afternoon lecture, as I was wrapping up a discussion on neural regeneration, a female student in the front row raised her hand."Dr. Quinn, since it's Mother's Day," she asked with an innocent smile, "do you have any children?"The question hung in the air, heavy and sudden. A strange, uncomfortable knot formed in my throat. Saying no felt like a betrayal to the boy who had almost died in my arms yesterday, but saying yes would tear down the entire life and identity I had built as Liliana Quinn.Before I could force out an an
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