ANMELDENThird Person's POV
So what if they knew about her past?
She was now the legitimate heiress of the Blade Pack. Her honor was tied to theirs, and any disgrace she brought would reflect on the entire Pack.
Like it or not, the pack had no choice but to cover for her and clean up whatever mess she made.
"What are you sneaking around here for?"
The sudden voice behind her made Samantha turn around guiltily.
Penelope walked up to where Samantha had been stan
Third Person's POVJust then, a servant arrived with two breakfasts.Wynn pulled Trista over to the sitting area outside her bedroom to eat.Trista cut a small piece from the fragrant stack of cinnamon pancakes and took a bite.Wynn leaned in with a knowing grin. "Cassian had the chef make these just for you. Are they sweet enough?"Trista set her fork down.Instead of answering, she deliberately changed the subject. "If you really are pregnant, what are you going to do?"Wynn stuffed a piece of bacon sandwich into her mouth. "Take a break from school, have the baby, dump it on Fred to raise, then go back to my studies."Trista gave her a thumbs-up.That kind of courage was something else—not everyone had it in them.Still, Trista felt obligated to add a word of caution. "If you're not planning on having kids anytime soon, make sure you take proper precautions. An abortion can really take a toll on a woman's
Third Person's POVGenevieve had reminded everyone the night before to be downstairs on time for breakfast, stressing its importance as Samantha's first meal with the family.But not a single one of them showed up.Samantha filed the humiliation away in her mind, her resentment simmering.One day, she'd make them all pay.Genevieve's face turned livid with anger. "Butler, go get everyone. Now!"The butler hurried off.A moment later, he returned. "Madam, Alpha Alastor and Luna Seraphina will be down shortly.""What about everyone else?" Genevieve demanded.The butler replied, "Penelope's wrist was injured by Samantha, and then you slapped her. She was in so much pain she couldn't sleep the whole night. They took her to the healing center first thing this morning."Genevieve turned to Samantha. "Samantha, did you injure Penelope's wrist?"Samantha, feeling guilty, shook her head frantically. "No, Grand
Third Person's POVSo what if they knew about her past?She was now the legitimate heiress of the Blade Pack. Her honor was tied to theirs, and any disgrace she brought would reflect on the entire Pack.Like it or not, the pack had no choice but to cover for her and clean up whatever mess she made."What are you sneaking around here for?"The sudden voice behind her made Samantha turn around guiltily.Penelope walked up to where Samantha had been standing and clearly heard the conversation between her parents and grandmother through the slightly open door.She jabbed a finger at Samantha, livid. "How dare you eavesdrop on Grandma and my parents?"Samantha denied it without missing a beat. "Penelope, you can't just make accusations like that. I just got here. I was about to go in and talk to Grandma about something, and then you happened to show up.""You're lying!" Penelope snapped. "I saw you lurking by that door from a
Third Person's POVOver the phone, Humphrey laid out every single finding to Cassian, holding nothing back.Cassian returned to Blue Bay, where Fred and Wynn were waiting for him.The moment Wynn spotted him, she hurried over and asked, "Samantha was cornered and ran off overseas, so how on earth did she end up as the adopted daughter of the luna of the Blade Pack?"Fred cut in. "What exactly is going on with Samantha?"Cassian dropped onto the sofa, looking utterly drained.He turned to them. "Hayden forced Samantha and her aunt abroad. After that, Samantha donated a kidney to Genevieve."Fred's and Wynn's eyes nearly popped out of their heads."Moon Goddess!" Fred couldn't help exclaiming. "That woman would actually give up a kidney for money?"Cassian sighed. "That's not even the craziest part."Wynn grabbed his arm and shook it, nearly beside herself. "Can you just tell us everything at once? You're killing me here."Cassian looked at her. "Samantha is Genevieve's biological grand
Third Person's POVHearing Jonathan's words, Samantha gritted her teeth in frustration.Was he rejecting her in front of everyone?Verity understood exactly what Jonathan meant.Before Genevieve could lose her temper, Verity moved first. She let out a soft gasp and collapsed into Jonathan's arms.Holding her temple weakly, she leaned against him and said in a fragile voice, "Honey, I suddenly feel so dizzy."Percival rushed over. "Verity, are you pregnant?"Xander stepped in. "Jonathan, take Verity back to her room and have someone check on her."Penelope quickly stepped forward and took Verity's arm. "Verity, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."Jonathan glanced at his siblings, then scooped up Verity and carried her upstairs.The others followed close behind.Seeing this, Seraphina quickly signaled to her mate.She hurried after Jonathan and Verity. "Oh dear, what's wrong with you?"Wh
Third Person's POVSamantha walked up obediently to the future heirs of the Blade Pack. "Jonathan, Verity."Wynn had finally had enough of Samantha's fake, affected act.She pushed past Fred and stepped into the middle of the crowd. Trista and Fred hurried after her.Wynn looked at the members of the Blade Pack. "Do you even know who she really is? And you're still willing to take her in?"Seeing Wynn pick a fight, Samantha lowered her head, feeling guilty, and let out a soft cry. "Ms. Simmons, I don't think I've ever done anything to offend you. Why do you keep targeting me?"Wynn was completely fed up with Samantha.In front of everyone, she pointed at Samantha and said, "There you go again with the tears. Do you really think acting pitiful will make people forget what you and your aunt did?"Wynn had exposed Samantha's secrets in public, and it enraged Luna Genevieve.Her face darkened as she scolded Wynn. "Ms. Simmon
Third Person's POVCassian squeezed the shopping bags in his hands so hard his knuckles turned white.Watching Xander take such perfect care of her—booking her into the closest hotel, flying over just to go shopping with her, and even dropping to one knee in front of everyone without a second thoug
Third Person's POVTrista stood there, letting out a silent, exhausted sigh.It felt like the entire world was trying to matchmake her and Cassian.To any outsider who didn't know the truth, her choice to jilt him at the altar probably looked like the ultimate act of self-destruction.Cassian looke
Third Person's POVCassian knew exactly what this cost. He had to pay a price to blunt the elders' rage and act as a human shield for the Silverlight pack against the inevitable backlash.Alaina let out a sharp cry, rushing forward to intervene. "Can't we just talk? Is corporal punishment the only
Third Person's POVKeeping busy is the best anesthetic for pain.From the second she learned of Cassian's death, Trista felt a deep, hollow ache, yet she couldn't shed a single tear.She became a high-precision machine, burying herself in a never-ending mountain of work.Some might call her cold-bl







