All Chapters of The Rejected Luna Is the Hidden Heiress: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ava's POVI stepped off the stage, the applause still buzzing in my ears like someone had turned the volume way too high. Lifting the hem of my dress, I walked toward the hallway leading backstage, only to have a tall figure block the entire path.It was Damon. He strode right up to me, his tone sharp. "What did you pull, Ava? How the hell did you end up giving Adrian's speech? That's not something a simple partnership explains.""What do you think?" I asked back, sidestepping his question on purpose.The muscles along Damon's jaw twitched. He stared straight into my eyes, his expression shifting like he was piecing something together.But I wasn't scared. I knew Damon too well, smart, calculating, and unbearably arrogant. In his eyes, I was just a useless Omega.Sure enough, he opened his mouth like he had something big to say, then swallowed it down. He clenched his teeth, his voice dripping with disdain and certainty. "You're just an Omega, Ava. How could you possibly have anything

Ava's POVThe air seemed to freeze for a second, like the whole room hit pause."Of course." Adrian said it simply. "If I said no, I have no doubt you'd storm out that door and block my number."I let out a small laugh. "Glad you don't think I'm crazy. You actually believe an Omega like me could prove she deserves to take over Crawford. An Omega woman trying to break rules made by male Alphas? Anyone else would think I was insulting them. Maybe..." I looked straight at him, forcing myself to stay steady."Only short-sighted men would think that way." Adrian's tone was pure disdain. "Ava, I'm backing you because it matters for all of us as a species. Bloodmoon is Bloodmoon not because we're stronger than everyone, but because we never waste a single capable wolf, whether he's an Alpha or an Omega. If we keep ignoring Omegas, ignoring what women contribute, we're basically walking ourselves toward extinction."I stared at him, stunned. I never imagined Adrian would actually see the issu

Ava's POVAs soon as I stepped back into the Darkmoon Pack's Alpha Manor, the motion lights flicked on, splashing harsh white across the polished marble floor. Damon marched toward me, his expression tight, irritation practically rolling off him. He stopped half a step from me, the pressure of an Alpha heavy in the air."How's the project going?""All settled," I said, meeting his eyes. My voice stayed flat. I knew exactly why he was pissed. Damon was always possessive, borderline domineering, he'd convinced me once that it was love. I used to think being treated like his personal property meant I mattered. As long as no one else touched me, he acted like that was enough.Before... I would've apologized by now. But this time, I didn't feel like I had anything to be sorry for.Damon froze. "What?" He stepped closer; the tip of his polished shoe nearly tapped my heel. His tall frame cast a shadow that swallowed me whole."Adrian Thorne agreed to the deal? No way. That guy's arrogant as

Ava's POVBack in the bedroom, I shut the door and threw the lock without hesitation.I crossed the room to my desk, flipped open the specially encrypted laptop, and the cold glow from the screen washed over my face. Slipping on my Bluetooth earphones, I dialed Alvin."Send me everything on the Crawford Pack's East Coast operations.""Ms. Crawford, you're taking over personally?""I'm heading to the West Coast soon. I'll have plenty of free time over there to handle the workload.""Understood. Files are on the way."A progress bar streaked across the center of the screen as classified documents poured into my hard drive. I leaned back against the leather chair, letting my mind race.In eighteen days, once the divorce agreement kicked in, half of the Darkmoon Pack's liquid assets and the mining rights to the eastern crystal vein would legally be under my name. Damon would soon realize that the empire he bragged about was nothing but a fancy shell about to crack open.His good days were

Ava's POVI stood alone in the middle of the room. The whole suite was ridiculously spacious. Heavy oil paintings covered the walls, velvet curtains pooled on the floor, and the liquor cabinet was stocked with vintage whiskey and wine. The Persian carpet was so thick that every step sank into silence.No one forced me to share a room with the Alpha. In a werewolf pack, that was basically unheard of, especially for a fiancee brought back to the territory. Adrian gave me my own space, no strings attached, no pressure.I walked into the bathroom. The marble tub was easily two meters long, its edges carved with ancient wolf totems. When I twisted the gold-plated faucet, steaming water gushed out, turning into a swirl of white foam. The air filled with lavender and sea salt. I slipped out of my dress and stepped into the tub, letting the warm water rise over my shoulders. The temperature was perfect, slowly melting the tension from my muscles.With my eyes closed, the heat washed away the