All Chapters of Wish Granted: No Longer Your Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ella's POVThe camera pulled back. Margaret was still waving to the media on the other side, completely unaffected by the recent scandal.The Blackwood Pack certainly had their ways—ensuring she walked away unscathed.The car I was in rounded the final bend, and the hotel entrance came into view.Through the window, I saw the Maybach still parked beside the red carpet.Just then, a silver Mercedes came down another lane and pulled up right behind it.The rear door slowly opened, and a young he-wolf stepped out first.He wore an immaculate white suit, with the sides of his hair shaved close and the top slicked back.A black stud in his ear, a lip ring, and the dark circles under his eyes made him stand out sharply among the conservatively dressed guests.It was none other than Zane Winters. The livestream cameras immediately swung toward him, and one of the reporters recognized him."That's Zane Winters, the adopted son of the Thornvalley Pack's alpha. Word is, even after their biologi

Ella's POVI stood in the middle of the directors with a champagne glass in hand. At first, I tried to find an opening to speak, but eventually, I gave up.It was actually rather amusing.Just a few minutes ago, I'd been wondering whether I'd meet anyone tonight who was genuinely interested in my research.Apparently, I'd worried for nothing.One of them stepped directly in front of me and declared to the others, "Enough, all of you. She is ours—our research center is taking her!"I looked down at myself, then back up at him. "You've decided that for me already?"They all froze, and I couldn't help but laugh."At least let me have some say in it. I'm the one you're fighting over, after all."A chuckle broke from one of them, easing the tension a little.I took a sip of champagne."Besides, if you keep fighting like this, I'm going to think I'm at an auction, not a dinner party."The she-wolf wh

Ella's POVHe shifted slightly, clearing the path ahead of me.I gave him a polite nod, ready to move on, when Margaret suddenly walked up to him with a tray, her face plastered in an eager, sycophantic smile."You must be the chairman of the summit committee, Mr. Jonathan Harrington. Such an honor to meet you. I'm Margaret Gray, the former Luna of the Blackwood Pack, and my son, Damien, is the Alpha and CEO of Silvercrest Group. We've always hoped to establish a deeper partnership with the committee..."Jonathan glanced down at the tray in her hands."Perfect."Margaret's smile widened. "How can I help you?"He pointed a finger straight at the glass in my hand."Ms. Winters' champagne is getting warm. Be a dear and get her a fresh glass."Margaret froze. Without missing a beat, I set my glass right onto her tray."Thanks."She looked at the nearest waiter for help, silently begging him to take over.

Ella's POVI held up a single finger. "One month. Theodore is signing the formal contract with Aetheron Tech next month, so a two-month timeline is useless to me. I'll have Winters Tech locked down before he even puts pen to paper."Marcus leaned back against his chair, steepling his fingers as he studied me for a long, calculating moment."Deal."He didn't even ask how I planned to pull it off.At that, Jonathan offered a smooth, easy smile. "If you actually manage to secure control of Winters Tech within a month, I'm officially extending an invitation on behalf of the Sterling Group for you to join us as Chief Technical Consultant. Salary, equity, research budget—everything is negotiable."Another researcher chuckled down the table. "Personally, I think she doesn't need to work for anyone. Building her own team means the achievements are hers, and the decision-making power stays in her hands. Isn't that better?"Seeing that I

Ella's POVNathan clutched his chest and coughed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth onto his white shirt. But when I looked up, I found that he was actually smiling."Are you faking it?" I asked.An Alpha's body wasn't so fragile—besides, he could've easily dodged.Nathan didn't answer. He just raised a hand and wiped the red stain from the corner of his mouth. A few strands of hair had fallen over his forehead from the impact, and with the faint redness around his eyes, he actually looked like he'd been badly hurt.I sniffed the air and caught a heavy whiff of red wine. Now I was certain. This bastard was definitely faking it."Don't worry. I'm fine."The second he finished speaking, he let out another low cough, and even more red liquid spilled from his lips.As the smell of red wine got even stronger, I was rendered speechless.Damien obviously smelled it too. He stood a few steps away, glaring at Nat