All Chapters of Queen Luna's Return: I am no longer yours, HUSBAND : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jerome's POVThe elevator ride to Celine's penthouse suite felt longer than it should have. My jaw was tight and my hands were clenched at my sides. I had spent the last hour trying to calm down but every time I closed my eyes, I saw her walking into that restaurant with Kyle Donovan.Alone.The doors opened and I stepped into the hallway. My wolf was pacing inside me, restless and protective. Something about Kyle set every one of my instincts on fire. He was too smooth, too calculating, too interested in my sister. And after everything Celine had been through with Trent, the last thing she needed was another manipulative alpha circling her like prey.I knocked once before using the key card she gave me. The suite was massive, with all floor to ceiling windows and expensive furniture. Celine sat on the couch with her legs tucked under her, staring out at the city lights. She looked small in that moment and it reminded me of when we were kids."We need to talk," I said.She turned to l

Celine's POVThe remote control shattered against the wall. Pieces of plastic were scattered across the marble floor and the television screen went black. But I could still see it. Trent is standing at that podium with Arianna beside him. Her hand was resting on his arm. His smile. The words "special partnership" echo in my ears like poison.My chest heaved and my hands trembled. Rage burned through my veins so hot I thought I might explode. After everything. After all his begging and pleading and promises. After showing up at my hotel and calling me dozens of times. After telling me he loved me just yesterday. He did this.He paraded her around like she was his chosen one. Again."Celine." Jerome's voice came from the doorway. I had not heard him come in. "Are you okay?""Do I look okay?" I snapped. My voice cracked and I hated how weak I sounded.He walked closer and his expression was filled with concern. "He is trying to get to you. Do not let him.""Well, it is working," I said b

Kyle's POVI leaned back in my leather chair and stared at the photograph on my desk. Celine is at the restaurant. The emerald dress hugged her curves. That hesitant smile she wore for the cameras. She was exquisite. And soon, she would be mine.Everything was falling into place perfectly. Better than I could have hoped.Celine was vulnerable right now and that made her easy to manipulate. Trent had broken her heart and shattered her trust. She was desperate for validation, for someone to make her feel wanted again. And I was more than happy to be that man.But this was not just about desire. This was business.Marrying Celine meant absorbing the Glazier Moon Pack's power and resources. It meant becoming the most powerful alpha in the region. Maybe even the most powerful alpha in the country. The Glazier family had connections, wealth, and influence that most packs could only dream of. And Celine was the key to all of it.She just did not know it yet.A knock on the door pulled me fro

  Arianna's POV I stared at myself in the mirror and barely recognized the woman looking back. My eyes were red from crying and my face was pale. But underneath the tears was something harder. Something colder. Something that had been building for years. I was done. Done being second best. Done waiting for Trent to notice me. Done pretending I was okay with being his consolation prize while he pined after a woman who did not even want him anymore. If Trent would not choose me, then I would make sure no one got to have him. Not Celine. Not anyone. I picked up my phone and dialed Jared's number. He answered on the first ring. "Arianna. Are you alright?" "I need to see you," I said. My voice was steady now. "Tonight. Our usual place." There was a pause. "What is this about?" "Just meet me," I sa

Jerome's POVThe files spread across my desk told a story I did not want to believe. Financial records. Witness statements. Photographs of men in the shadows. And at the center of it all was Kyle Donovan's father.I rubbed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. I had been awake for thirty-six hours straight, digging through old records and calling in favors from contacts across the region. What I found made my blood run cold.Kyle's father had been there. The night our pack was attacked. The night our parents were murdered. He was one of the alphas who orchestrated the whole thing.I picked up one of the photographs and stared at it. It showed a group of men standing outside a burning building. The image was grainy but I could make out Kyle's father clearly. He was younger then but the resemblance to Kyle was unmistakable. Same eyes. Same cold smile.And beside him were financial documents showing large payments made to mercenaries in the weeks leading up to the attack. Payments that ca