All Chapters of The Rejected Luna，The Hidden Heiress: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Selene's POV Days had passed since Ethan gave me the folder with the Beta candidates. I had barely slept.Every night, I sat cross-legged on my bed with papers all around me. Résumés, evaluations, training scores. I read through each one like my life depended on it. Maybe because it kind of did. The Beta wasn’t just a second-in-command, they were my right hand, my shield, my voice when I couldn’t speak. I had to choose wisely.I circled names, scratched some out, scribbled notes in the margins. But I wasn’t ready to decide yet. It felt too final. Like closing a door I wasn’t ready to shut.Just as I was underlining the word “discipline” on a male warrior’s résumé, my phone buzzed.Unknown Number: Kingdom LineI picked up fast. “Hello?”“Princess Selene,” the voice on the other end said. “This is Head Guard Terrik. We’ve taken Camilla into custody.”I froze. “What?”“She’s in the interrogation room right now.”I stood up so fast that papers flew off the bed. “I’ll be there in ten minu

Selene's POV The moment Victor started walking toward me, the tension in the room grew worse.His steps were slow. Heavy. Full of something dark. He didn’t even look at anyone else. Just me.When he stopped, he was only a few steps away. I could feel the heat coming off his body… or maybe it was cold. I didn’t even know. It made my skin tingle, like my wolf wanted to claw her way out and howl at him.His eyes locked with mine. Cold. Sharp. Full of judgment.“You,” he said.That single word struck like a slap.I swallowed hard. My back was straight, but my knees felt weak.His voice was deep, full of anger, like thunder rolling through the room. His presence was too overwhelming, too intense. Like the walls couldn’t hold him. Like I couldn’t breathe with him this close.“Do you have something to say?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay calm.He didn’t answer.My brother stepped in fast, placing himself between us. His voice wasn’t loud, but it had a warning in it.“You heard everything

Selene's POV I thought Ethan would let them go as he watched Victor carry Camilla toward the exit, cold and quiet. For a moment, I thought he was done.But then, out of nowhere, he moved.“Guards!” Ethan shouted, his voice shaking the walls. “Stop them!”My eyes widened. “No, Ethan, wait!”But he was already storming after them.“Ethan, please!” I cried, running behind him. “Let them go. It’s not worth it!”But he wasn’t listening. His wolf had taken over. I could feel it. That anger boiling under his skin. That protective rage that burned through his bones.The guards paused, not sure, looking between me and Ethan.“Don’t let them leave this castle!” he barked.Victor stopped walking. His back went stiff. He turned slowly, his eyes burning, still holding Camilla like she was made of glass.“What now?” he asked, his voice rough and irritated. “I already agreed to what you wanted.”Ethan stopped in front of him, breathing hard. “What I want is to understand how someone like you became

Victor's POV No matter how much whiskey I drank, the burn sensation did nothing to silence the noise in my head.I couldn't stop, glass after glass, I kept drinking. Slow at first. Then faster. Abel remained seated in front of me, but he wasn’t saying much. I could feel his eyes on me. Waiting. Probably wondering when I would snap.But I was already breaking. Not from war. Not from pack pressure. But from Selene.Running a hand down my face, I groaned and slumped back in the booth. My chest felt tight, like someone had dug their claws in and refused to let go.“You don't look so good. Do you need me to… call someone? Anyone at all?” Abel asked, his tone low.I didn’t answer because he wouldn't be able to call the person I really wanted to see at that moment. And even if he did call her, I already knew she wouldn't come.“You’ve had seven drinks,” Abel said. “I’ve never seen you drink this much.”“I’ve never had this much to forget,” I mumbled.He stayed quiet after that.Out of nowh

Selene's POVThe Harvest Festival was held on top of the mountain, enveloped in mist and moonlight, surrounded by trees that swayed gently with the wind. The venue was a luxury resort, decorated with shining glass and golden lights, tucked right into the hillside. Inside, a wide event hall smelled like roses and sweet wine. The air was filled with soft violin music mingling with the sounds of laughter, chatter, and the clinking of wine glasses. While everyone looked really beautiful, to me, I felt… empty.When I arrived, the first floor was already packed. It was loud and hot and filled with faces I didn’t recognize. People pushed past me in glittering gowns and pressed suits. Everyone smelled like perfume and power, and I felt like I was drowning in it.I slipped away, taking the stairs up to the second-floor balcony. It was quieter there, with softer music and the air was cooler. From up there, I could see the mountains stretching far in the distance, their peaks sharp under the ev