Semua Bab Alpha's Regret, Begging My Convict Luna Back: Bab 341 - Bab 350

Aria's POVI crossed my arms over my chest, my fingers tapping lightly against my sleeve as I listened. The motion was unconscious, a small habit I had whenever my emotions threatened to surface.Sophia's eyes suddenly brightened, her expression warming as if she were bathed in soft light."I came here mainly to clear up this misunderstanding with you," she said quickly, her voice gentle and earnest, "so you won't be misled by appearances. I also wanted to take this opportunity to bury the hatchet between us."My wolf snorted. Lies always had a smell and it clung to her words."Mom has been separated from Dad for a while now," Sophia continued, her eyes shimmering, "and she's been all alone at home, feeling lonely and missing you terribly."Her performance was flawless. If I didn't know the truth, I might have believed her too."Aria, come home with me," she pressed on, step by step, each word carefully placed."Everything Dad and Mom said before was just said in anger. How could they

Aria's POVThe moment Sophia met the elderly man’s eyes, her face drained of color.She clenched her fists, her nails biting into her palms as she struggled to keep her gentle, pitiful mask intact. “How could you say that? Perhaps I was just too anxious earlier. My initial response may have been inappropriate.”She bit her lip hard.From the look on her face, I could tell her thoughts were spiraling.She wiped the sweat from her forehead, panic finally seeping into her eyes.It was clear that these people who had come with Raymond hadn’t come to watch. They had come with purpose. They also looked like they were family.Rowland grinned then, his gaze fixed on Sophia.“Oh,” he drawled, “so you’re not evil…just stupid?”Sophia’s expression twisted, fury flaring hot and sharp. But with so many eyes on her, she had nowhere to unleash it. She forced a laugh, brittle and hollow.“She’s not stupid,” the middle aged woman chimed in smoothly. “I think she’s just malicious.”She stepped forward,

Aria's POVAmelia and Chloe both fell silent.“The fact that Sophia swallowed her pride and came to my office today means Patrick arranged this.”My eyes narrowed, my thoughts sharpening like claws unsheathed.“What?” Amelia and Chloe asked at the same time.Amelia was the first to catch on. Her expression shifted as understanding dawned.“You want to lure them into exposing themselves,” she said slowly. “This is a trap.”Her tone wavered between disbelief and concern.“What do you mean…” Chloe began, then stopped abruptly. Her eyes widened. “Wait… Aria, are you planning to play along and see what they’re really up to?”“Exactly.”I smiled, but not the cold, distant smile I’d worn outside. This one was warm.“My whereabouts have been tightly controlled these past few days. Seeing no movement from me, Patrick must think I’m helpless and cornered,” I said. “If this drags on without a clean explanation, public opinion will fully turn. Darvin Group’s reputation will recover, and I’ll be c

Aria's POVI exhaled through my nose. Fine. I could agree to that, for now.The elderly woman had been too enthusiastic, too sincere. Rejecting her again would feel like snapping at an elder wolf who’d offered protection. I nodded once. “Alright.”She seemed to understand the burden of her gesture. She didn’t push further, only smiled and nodded, satisfied.Rowland, however, was no longer listening to anyone.I could feel his gaze on me, sliding from my hair down the curve of my cheek, lingering far too long. My wolf bristled, torn between irritation and an uninvited awareness.“Aria,” he murmured, leaning close, his breath warm against my ear, “if you don’t ease up, you’re going to be the one helping me walk out of here.”Heat rushed to my face instantly. Damn him.I coughed lightly, masking my reaction, and pulled my foot back at last. As I turned away, I shot him a sharp glare from the corner of my eye.He didn’t even pretend to feel guilty. He just smiled in a slow, smug, unmistak

Aria's POVOne look at Rowland's face, I could tell that unlike me, he clearly knew more. He glanced lazily toward the passenger seat, his lips curling faintly. “Sophia got beaten up by Richard.”My mouth twitched. I met his eyes, those sharp, amused eyes that always seemed to see straight through me.“When exactly did this happen?” I asked.He raised an eyebrow and smiled without answering.I didn’t need him to.“It wasn’t…” I paused, my claws itching to emerge. “On the way after leaving our company yesterday, was it?”“Smart girl,” Rowland said with a smirk.The car stopped at a red light. Rowland lifted his hand from the wheel and snapped his fingers, as if punctuating the truth. I couldn’t help it. I found the gesture both ridiculous and strangely fitting.Sophia had tried to corner me with words, using them like silver-tipped darts to force me back into the Darvin family’s grasp. That meant Richard, the scapegoat they’d pushed out, had been thoroughly provoked.“How badly was she