All Chapters of His Ex-Luna Is A Secret Heiress!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Anastasia’s POV:“He did WHAT?!”I’m practically screaming into the phone, my voice shrill with rage.Allison’s nervous voice crackles through the speaker. “He went to her house, Ana. I saw it on one of the gossip sites about an hour ago. There are pictures of him confronting Georgia at the Ashcroft estate. And… well, there are also pictures of Lycan Prince Enzo showing up.”I hang up without another word and immediately start scrolling through my phone with shaking hands.Sure enough, there it is. Multiple articles, all posted within the last two hours. “Alpha Evans Henshaw confronts ex-wife at Ashcroft Estate.” “Lycan Prince rushes to defend Georgia Ashcroft.” “Drama at the Ashcroft Estate: Ex-husband and new flame face off.”And in every single photo, that bitch Georgia is standing there looking like some tragic heroine while Enzo plays her knight in shining armor. There are even shots of her family coming out—Alpha Brandon himself, looking intimidating as hell, flanked by both

Enzo’s POV:I’m already waiting at the restaurant when Georgia arrives, having called in every favor necessary to get us a private room on such short notice.She looks beautiful—she always does—but there’s a tension in her shoulders that I don’t like. A tightness around her eyes that suggests she’s been stressed all morning.“Tell me everything,” I say the moment she sits down. “What exactly did Lexi say to you?”Georgia relays the entire conversation, and with each word, my anger grows.The audacity of that woman. To walk into Georgia’s office and try to manipulate her, to plant doubts about me, to pretend it’s all coming from a place of concern.“She’s playing a dangerous game,” I say when Georgia finishes.“I know. But why? What does she gain from trying to turn me against you?”I lean back in my chair, considering how much to tell her. I’ve been investigating Lexi Morgan for weeks now, ever since I realized she had an unhealthy interest in me.“Lexi has been… persistent in trying

Evans’ POV I’ve been standing outside the Ashcroft estate for twenty minutes, and I’m seconds away from losing my mind. The security team won’t let me through. They keep saying Georgia isn’t home, that she’s not available, that I need to leave. But I know she’s here. She has to be. My lawyers called this morning. Told me that Georgia’s legal team has filed a restraining order against me. A restraining order! Like I’m some kind of threat to her. After everything I did for her—giving her a home, a title, a place in my pack—she has the audacity to file legal paperwork to keep me away? No. I’m not accepting this. I need to talk to her face to face. Need to explain that the jewelry accusation was a misunderstanding, that Anastasia was mistaken, that we can work this out like adults. The front door finally opens, and Alpha Brandon himself steps out. He doesn’t look happy. “Alpha Evans,” he says, his voice cold and formal. “You were told to leave. Why are you still on m

Georgia’s POV “Are you sure you’re okay?” Enzo asks me this for the third time since we got back to my father’s house, and for the third time, I give him the same answer. “I’m fine. Really.” But I’m not fine. Not really. Finding out that Anastasia has been stalking me, planning to have me killed—that’s terrifying enough. But having to face Evans, having to tell him about the baby I lost? That reopened wounds I thought had finally started to heal. “You don’t have to pretend with me,” Enzo says gently. We’re sitting in my father’s study, alone, while the rest of my family gives us space. “I know today was difficult.” I lean back against the couch, closing my eyes. “Do you know what the worst part is?” “What?” “When I told Evans about the baby, I saw genuine shock on his face. Real pain. Like he actually cared.” I open my eyes and look at Enzo. “And for a split second, I wondered if things might have been different. If I’d told him about the pregnancy sooner, befo

Enzo’s Pov: He’s on the ground, dazed but alive. The explosion knocked him back before he reached Lexi. And Lexi? She’s smiling. Actually smiling. “I told you it would work,” she says, and her voice is completely different from before. No fear. Just cold satisfaction. From the shadows, a man emerges. He’s so much Tall, muscular, with those cold eyes from the photo. Keith Morrison. “Right on time,” he says, looking directly at Georgia. “I was starting to think you wouldn’t show.” Georgia starts to stand, but I keep her behind me. “You wanted me?” she calls out with a loud breath. “Here I am. Let Lexi go.” “Let her go?” Keith laughs. “Sweetheart, Lexi isn’t my prisoner. She’s my partner.” Martin, still on the ground, stares at his fiancée in disbelief.“Lexi?” He blinks twice. “What’s… what’s he talking about?” Lexi’s smile widens. “Oh, Martin. You really are adorably naive. Did you honestly think I loved you? That I wanted to marry into your family for anything other than