All Chapters of Never Reject A Secret Luna Heiress: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Percy’s POVI wasn’t the type to stroll through luxury malls or go shopping for that matter. To me, it was too noisy and pointless. I didn’t even recall the last time I went on a shopping spree on my own whim. But Beta Nate had been pestering me for weeks now.“Sir, you have to try new things once in a while,” he’d said this morning. “At least pretend you’re not a workaholic.”So here I was—surrounded by designer labels. “This is considered therapy to some people.” Nate said“I’ll take your word for it,” I muttered, eyeing a collection of leather bags on display.I didn’t need any of them. But one caught my eye—it was a sleek bag, designed by one of the most popular brands in the world.The thought came uninvited, but once there, it refused to leave.“Sir, that one’s a million,” Nate murmured, glancing at the price tag.I shrugged. “It seems worth it.”Before I could signal the attendant, a voice drifted from behind us.“Oh—excuse me! Could you tell me how much this one costs?”I tur

Rue’s POVVicky was already waiting for me when I woke up. “I’m sorry I overslept,” I said, “ I was up late last night.”My mind momentarily went back to Percy coming to my place just to wish me happy birthday and gift me. “It's okay. “ she said as she adjusted the strap of her bag nervously.Her smile was hesitant but bright. “Just a heads up, I have never gone to view properties before...so I’m not really experienced.”I chuckled softly. “Relax, you don’t need experience to view properties.”We reached the real estate office by midmorning. It was one of those sleek, overly polished places that looked more like an art gallery than a business. Every wall glistened with certificates of accomplishments.A sales agent—middle-aged man, and impeccably dressed—approached us almost immediately. His gaze flicked over our clothes which were not really much to look at and his polite smile faltered.“Can I help you?” he asked, the emphasis on you barely concealed.“Yes,” I said calmly. “We’d

Aiden’s POV“Haven, not now,” I muttered, staring at the document projected across my tablet. The red numbers glared at me, mocking. I hadn’t slept more than three hours in the last two nights; my company was still bleeding.But it was all lost on Haven. She didn’t care.“Aiden,” she whined, shaking the hanger in her hand, “you promised you’d help me pick one. Which do you like better—the red bikini or the gold one?”I didn’t even look up. “They’re the same.”“They’re not!” she protested, pouting. “Red is bold, gold is glamorous. Just—look for one second.”My patience thinned. “I told you to wear whatever you want.”When I still didn’t look, she suddenly turned her back to me and began unbuttoning her blouse. I froze as she revealed her shoulders.“Haven—”“What?” she said innocently, slipping out of her shirt and glancing over her shoulder. “I thought maybe if you saw it on me, you’d have an opinion.”“Put it on in the dressing room.” My voice came out stricter than I intended.When

Rue’s POVIf someone had told me a year ago that I would spend my Saturday wandering through an exotic beast exhibition with Percy of all people, I would’ve laughed in their face. Yet here I was, walking beside him along a long stretch of rare creatures from distant territories.The exhibition hall was enormous, broad platforms divided by wooden poles, each containing a different beat. I spotted some frost stags, and even a winged mara, rare, magnificent, and notoriously temperamental.Percy walked at my side with his usual cool composure, one hand tucked in his coat pocket.“They’ve added more beasts since last season,” he said, nodding toward a silver-fenced arena where handlers guided beasts through a controlled obstacle course. “Half of these were never here before.”“You’ve been here before,” I said without thinking.His lips curved, not quite into a smile, something thoughtful. “Many times. My father insisted I master beast handling before I turned sixteen.”I blinked. “Sixteen?

Percy’s POVSaturday came faster than I expected.I canceled every appointment, every meeting, and every trivial responsibility I had that afternoon. I had somewhere to be and someone to meet.The mysterious wolf from the hunting grounds—my equal.The one whose instincts matched mine perfectly, whose movements mirrored mine in battle and chase. The one who had challenged me, outsmarted me, and stirred something in my wolf.My friends had been curious when I refused their invitation to join.“Come on, Percy,” one of them had laughed. “What if it’s a hot Alpha female?”I’d smirked. “Shut up!”They exchanged knowing glances. I ignored them.When I arrived at the Rotary Café, I took a seat by the window, ordered two cups of the most expensive blend on the menu, and waited.Five minutes passed. Then ten. Then thirty.I checked my watch again.Maybe she wasn’t coming.I sighed and stood, deciding to leave. Just as my hand touched the door handle, a familiar silhouette appeared outside the g