로그인"Aria, you still have belongings here, don't you?" "Yes, I do," I replied. I had almost forgotten about them. The tension in the room and Lucas's unexpected appearance had pushed the thought from my mind. Vera nodded. "Then you should collect them. There's no need to leave anything behind." As though I intended to. The thought was almost bitter. I wanted to sever every remaining tie to this place as quickly as possible. The fewer reasons I had to return, the better. After Vera had forbidden me from coming back on the day of the rejection ceremony, I had stopped thinking of this house as home. Not that it had ever truly felt like one. "I'll do that now," I said, rising from my seat. "Will you need any help?" Kael asked. The question caught me off guard, because he had asked. A small thing. A simple courtesy. Yet I couldn't remember the last time someone had offered without making me feel like a burden. "No, Alpha. I won't. Thank you." He gave a sin
The room grew oddly quiet. Alpha Kael excused himself to speak with the servants and arrange for the gifts we had brought. The moment he left, the atmosphere shifted. Vera stirred her tea slowly. The composed expression on her face would have fooled most people. It didn't fool me. Across the room, Manda remained unusually quiet. Something that should have reassured me. Instead, it made me suspicious. Manda was rarely quiet without a reason. My suspicion only grew when I noticed her glance down at her phone. Then quickly type something. A message. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have thought twice about it. Today, however, I noticed. Several minutes later, a knock sounded at the door. Manda's posture straightened almost immediately. The movement was subtle, most people wouldn't have noticed, but I did. A second later, the door opened. And Lucas stepped inside. Every thought in my head vanished. For a moment, all I could do was stare. I
The look on her face. Shock. For a brief moment, Manda forgot to hide it. Her gaze darted from me to Kael. Then back to me. As though trying to convince herself she wasn't seeing things. I couldn't blame her. A few weeks ago, I had stood in front of the pack while Lucas rejected me. Now I was sitting beside Alpha Kael Blackwood. Life was strange that way. The shock vanished quickly. Manda had always been good at recovering. By the time she entered the room fully, a pleasant smile had appeared on her face. The kind she reserved for an audience. "Manda," Vera said. My stepsister's eyes immediately shifted toward Kael. "Alpha Kael." She greeted him politely. Anyone watching would have thought she was completely composed. I knew better. I had spent years living with her. I knew when her smile was genuine. This wasn't. For a second, our eyes met. And suddenly I was back there. Back in the crowded hall. Back beneath the bright lights. Ba
For a moment, I simply stared. The house looked exactly the same. The same stone pathway. The same front steps. The same carefully maintained garden. Nothing had changed. And somehow, that made it worse. Because I had changed. At least a little. Beside me, Kael opened the door first. Cool morning air rushed inside. I took a breath. Then another. Before forcing myself to step out. The moment my feet touched the ground, memories surfaced, not good ones. The countless evenings spent wondering what I had done wrong. The constant feeling that I was taking up space that belonged to someone else. The desperate hope that if I just tried harder, Vera might finally look at me the way she looked at Manda. I pushed the thoughts away. This wasn't the time. Nor the place. The front door opened before we even reached it. Of course it did. Someone had undoubtedly been watching for our arrival. A servant stepped outside. The same servant who had worked
I barely slept. Not because I was afraid. At least, that was what I kept telling myself. The truth was far less flattering. I was anxious. Anxious about seeing Vera. Anxious about seeing Manda. Anxious about walking back into a house that had never truly felt like home. By the time morning arrived, I had already given up on sleep. I got dressed quietly and headed downstairs. The estate was already awake. Servants moved through the halls carrying trays and documents. Some greeted me as I passed. I returned their greetings automatically. My mind was elsewhere. Today's visit occupied every corner of it. When I reached the dining room, Kael was already there. Of course he was. The man seemed incapable of sleeping late. He glanced up from his coffee as I entered. His gaze lingered on me for a moment. Long enough to make me wonder what he saw. "Good morning." "Good morning." I took my seat. Only then did I notice the empty chair across from me. Aurelia. For a mome
The next three days passed far too quickly. Or perhaps not quickly enough. I couldn't decide. Every time I thought about the upcoming visit to Vera's house, I wished the days would slow down. Every time I remembered that postponing it would only drag out the inevitable, I wished they would hurry. Either way, the days continued moving forward. Uncaring of my feelings. By the second day, the estate had fully embraced the reality of the upcoming wedding. Not in dramatic ways. In small subtle ones. The kind that caught me off guard when I wasn't paying attention. I walked into one sitting room and found several women discussing fabric samples. Another corridor was occupied by servants carrying stacks of documents from one office to another. Twice, I overheard conversations about guest accommodations. Once, I even heard someone discussing floral arrangements. Floral arrangements. For my wedding. The thought was still strange enough to make me stop walking. I stood in the
When we reached her door, Kael knocked once before opening it. Aurelia looked up immediately. The moment she saw us, her entire face lit up. "Aria!" She jumped from her chair and ran straight toward me. Her small arms wrapped around my waist. I hugged her automatically. Laughing softl
I thought long and hard about the marriage proposal. For days, I had turned it over in my mind from every possible angle. The council. The pack. The responsibilities that would come with becoming Luna. None of it was a decision to be taken lightly. The truth was, I wasn't walking into t
The council meeting should have made things clearer. Instead, it left me with more questions. Did I really want to go through with this? Every elder had been polite, and respectful. Which only made it worse. Not one of them had asked what I wanted. They had spoken about duty. About st
A Luna. The word followed me long after I returned to my room. I lay awake that night replaying every conversation I'd overheard over the past few days. The council. The whispers. The strange looks. Agatha's comments. Kael's refusal to explain anything. And now this. There hasn't been a Lu







