All Chapters of Never Reject A Secret Luna Heiress: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Chapter 161 The confrontation

Rue’s POVThe first time I stood at the front of Blue’s classroom, chalk in hand, I felt like my plan was silently falling into place. Tiny chairs formed a semicircle before me, each occupied by a child whose legs dangled several inches above the floor, swinging with unspent energy.Children smelled different from adults. Their emotions were immediate and unfiltered, excitement, boredom, curiosity, frustration; all of it flickering openly across their faces without concealment.“Alright,” I said gently, kneeling to their eye level. “Today we’re going to play a game.”They leaned forward instantly.I had structured the lesson to be interactive, matching exercises disguised as adventure. It was about colors, and the kids loved it.Blue sat near the window.She had grown taller. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders. She watched me intently throughout the lesson, her gaze thoughtful in a way that made my chest ache.She didn’t recognize me. Of course she didn’t. She knew me as her tea

Chapter 162 You’re letting her decide?

Author’s POVThe elders convened more frequently than before. The nationwide directive concerning the containment and treatment of mutated rabid wolves had transformed from a distant crisis into an immediate political battleground. Whoever secured the CDC grant project would not only control the research initiative but also the flow of national funding, and with it, influence that stretched far beyond pack borders.“We cannot afford any sort of hesitation,” Aiden said firmly. “If we secure the initial operational control, we will secure legitimacy. The CDC neutral region is expanding its containment wing...plus the funding.”Several elders exchanged glances.The scandal at the wedding had not faded from collective memory. The charity presentation drama had brought more doubts. Most of the elders had already lost hope in ‘Haven’s’ plan.Still, Aiden pressed forward.“We will present a revised treatment protocol,” he continued. “It integrates containment, adaptive immune modulation, a

Chapter 163 Conspiracy unearthed

Author’s POVAiden’s proposal had been rejected. In the formal letter that had been typed after the meeting cited “insufficient institutional trust,” “limited documented community-level implementation experience,” and “concerns regarding stability of leadership oversight.”They seemed like polite words but they had devastating implications.Aiden stood at the doorway as he read it. His fingers tightened around the paper.He had led patrols, defended borders, and negotiated tough agreements. He had commanded wolves in battle and maintained internal order through the mutation craze. And yet here, in the CDC facility, those victories meant little.They did not trust him. Not after the wedding incident. Not after whispers of plagiarism and concealed conflicts.He exhaled slowly, folding the letter once, then again, until the crisp edges bent unevenly beneath his grip.There was more. The second page outlined the CDC’s decision not to reassign the project to any alternative candidate with

Chapter 164 The forest run

Rue’s POVI had almost forgotten what it felt like to be invited somewhere without calculation. Ever since the mutation apocalypse, I had rarely heard of parties.When Vicky called and insisted I attend her small gathering at the mountain lodge, I nearly declined out of instinct. “Just come,” she had said lightly. “Let’s enjoy life for once.”The idea felt foreign, but I went.The lodge sat near the base of the northern range. Patches of snow still clung stubbornly to shaded slopes, while the lower meadows had already surrendered to green. The air smelled of thawing earth.Inside, the atmosphere was warm and conversation drifted easily from one topic to another. With the light laughter that transformed the air, I was glad that no one watched me too closely or no one whispered when I passed.I stood by the window for a short while before Percy joined me eventually. He held two glasses and handed one to me without speaking, his shoulder brushing mine lightly.“This is new,” he observe

Chapter 166 The attempted assasination

Rue’s POVIris was eight now. It marked survival and growth. Years I had not been certain I would live to witness.She had my eyes, it was remarkable, always scanning the world as if cataloging it. But her smile was freer than mine had ever been at that age. She laughed easily. She stood between Percy and me, holding both our hands as we walked toward the car. She spoke animatedly about the newly built school, about a drawing she had made, about how she thought wolves should be majestic in painting.I had laughed.Percy had crouched down to her level, “Majestic wolves,” he said, “that would be revolutionary.”Iris grinned at him with unfiltered admiration.

Chapter 165 Sora’s death investigation

Rue’s POVWe stood near the shoreline now, the surface of the lake reflecting fragments of the evening light.His hands remained at my waist. Mine rested against his chest.In my past, closeness had always carried expectation and obligation. I had once believed that intimacy was something to be endured, like walking across thin ice.This was different.When Percy kissed me again, it wasn’t with hesitation, it was reassuring.His mouth moved against mine slowly, as if exploring a language we were building together from scratch. My breath hitched softly when his fingers traced the curve of my spine, mapping the line with quiet reverence.I deepene

Chapter 167 Cut the perpetrator’s arm

Rue’s POVAlmost as fast as she came, the assassin boarded her own vehicle and left the scene. Percy immediately called for an ambulance afterwards.An hour later, at the hospital, my daughter Iris was tended for. She had a scrape of glass on her right cheek, light enough that it was only cleaned. Other than trauma of the event, she was generally okay.My arm had been cleaned and bandaged, the bullet having passed through without shattering bone. The doctor had called it “minor injury.”I wondered if that word would still feel appropriate if the bullet had landed two inches lower. If it had pierced something essential.If Iris had been watching her mother die instead of being ushered into a waiting room with trembling hands and t

Chapter 168 Kill the investigations

Rue’s POVI lay in the VIP ward, staring absent-mindedly at the ceiling. Percy had arranged the transfer within an hour. While he was briefly away, he had arranged for two security guards to stand outside the door, both from his inner circle. The hallway had been cleared as if a dignitary had arrived rather than a woman with a stitched arm.And when he was back, he had refused to leave. He moved with restrained stiffness due to his injuries, the kind that told me every breath hurt. But he never winced in front of me.The nurse had attempted to check my IV earlier. Percy had stepped forward instinctively.“She should be able to get off the IV in a few minutes,” the nurse had said nervously.

Chapter 169 She is truly alive

Rue’s POVThe following days, I recovered at the villa. The area around here was calm, and very protected. It was secluded, and surrounded by stone terraces, making it difficult for any kind of attack to be made against it..My arm remained bandaged, stitches pulling whenever I extended too far. The bruising had deepened into shades of violet along my shoulder and ribs. The doctor had ordered limited movement.“You are not lifting anything heavier than a teacup,” he said.“I am not fragile, I can handle a teacup,” I replied dryly. “you should worry about yourself, you were nearly crushed.”“ Nearly….” He insisted.Ever since we came bac

Chapter 170 Break his arm

Rue’s POVAcross the room, Aiden still stood as if the floor was holding him in place. Haven’s posture, by contrast, was alert. Her gaze darted between me and Aiden.I had known this confrontation would come. I simply hadn’t known it would be public.Reporters, invited under the pretense of covering the CDC negotiations, had instantly caught the shift in atmosphere.They approached like predators scenting blood.“Ms….” one began, hesitating over my name as though unsure which version to use. “Do you know Alpha Aiden?”Percy’s muscles tightened beneath his tailored jacket. I felt it through his touch.&n

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