All Chapters of Never Reject A Secret Luna Heiress: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Percy’s POVHaven never learned when to stop pretending she had power. Even now cornered and exposed, stripped of every shield she once hid behind, she still borrowed arrogance that did not belong to her.“Do you know who I am?” she demanded, voice ringing. “I am Luna of this pack. You will address me properly.”The word Luna scraped against my nerves.I did not answer immediately. I studied her instead, this woman who had built her throne from lies, who had worn Rue’s suffering like jewelry.“You keep using that title,” I said at last, my tone calm. “As though saying it often enough will make it true.”Her lips curled. “You have no righ

Aiden’s POVLife in the new camp was not living. It was endurance and survival. Every morning I woke to the same taste of ash in my mouth, the same stiffness in my limbs from sleeping on frozen ground.Supplies were rationed down to the cruelest minimum. We hunted what we could, scavenged what the ruins hadn’t already surrendered to rot or fire. Some days we came back empty-handed, bloodied and shaking, pretending it was enough just to be alive. Other days we dragged back carcasses that reeked of rot, meat we had to burn rather than eat.The camp’s defenses were laughable.A few hastily erected barriers. Crude watchtowers manned by exhausted wolves whose eyes were dulled by sleepless nights. Mutated rabid wolf packs tested

Percy’s POVI stood alone in the temporary command room, a repurposed underground vault reinforced with steel plating and layered wards. The air smelled faintly of ozone and disinfectant, a sterile scent that failed to mask the rot underneath everything we did here.Boots stopped behind me.“We confirmed it,” my lieutenant replied. “Haven used enhancement drugs repeatedly before the collapse. She has a prevalent history of it.”I closed my eyes.Drugs were not uncommon in times like these. Fear made addicts of everyone eventually. But Haven’s use was not escapism.“And the affair?” I asked.“Yes. Haven h

Haven’s POVNeglect is a quieter kind of cruelty. Neglect simply removes you from the world inch by inch, until you are standing in the same place as everyone else and yet somehow already gone.That was how Aiden treated me now. As if I were already dead.He no longer looked at me when he passed. I had become air, something brushed aside, something that only existed when it obstructed his path.And that hurt far more than hatred ever could.I was still locked in the isolation facility, surrounded by cages filled with creatures that used to be people. They howled at night. They scratched at steel until their claws bled. Sometimes they cried in voices that sounded terrifyingly human.And Aiden beli

Aiden’s POVBeta Vance left without a word. For a brief second, the room felt too small to contain the silence that followed. Haven stood across from me, her right sleeve hanging uselessly at her side, the other clenched tight as if she were bracing herself for a blow that never came.I didn’t move, I simply looked at her. “Aiden,” she said first, her voice heavy with forced composure. “W-what are you doing here?”I said nothing.Her eyes flickered, searching my face for a reaction. When she found nothing, panic began to seep through her face.“You think I’d hurt Rue?” she demanded. “You think I’d do something so stupid?”I took one step forward.“Where is she?” I asked quietly.The question was simple. Devoid of accusation. I knew Rue was alive, and that was what mattered to me the most.Haven responded quickly. “I don’t know. I’ve told you that before.”“And you lie,” I said. “So I will ask again.”Her lips parted, then pressed together. I watched her chest rise and fall, watched t