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"I can give you the platform to expose her. The legal team to protect you. The PR machine to control the narrative. All of it." "What's the catch?" "Smart girl." He sat back. "The catch is you do exactly what I say. When I say it. No questions. No hesitation." "That sounds like selling my soul." "No. That sounds like taking your power back." He pulled out his phone. Showed me a calendar. "There's a gala. Two weeks from now. Aiden's company is hosting. Seraphina will be there. Every camera in New York will be there." "So?"

He already told me he would make an announcement today and from what the princess had said, he already sent it out. “You made an announcement already.” I reminded him. “Yes, but it’s customary for the alpha to publicly mark the Luna of the pack.” “Okay, but how will you do it in public?” I asked. “It will be broadcast live everywhere in the Crimson Moon. I already made up my mind to make that day a public holiday so that everyone can watch from their homes.” “Everyone is going to watch us have sex? Even kids? That’s creepy.” I let out. He started laughing. I wonder what was so funny.

"I want to let you know that the rate we're offering for your first three days is higher than the regular rate. So don't expect as much after your third day." That's great news, but don't expect me after tonight. I don't say this aloud. No need to dash her hopes just yet. Not until I get my money and get dad's surgery. "You're a premium find, but only for three nights. Of course, your customer won't know you're untouched. Not until he claims you, at least. Some males can't even tell unless you tell them you're a virgin. Anyway, I thought you should know, so you're not disappointed after day 3. The price can only stay the same or even go higher if you're good, and your demand is high. Let's g

“If Zahir already came personally…” “Well unfortunately there’s nothing we can do about it tonight,” I interrupted while slowly forcing myself back upright with a painful sigh. “Something catastrophic is probably destined to happen during my coronation anyway, so honestly, everyone should mentally prepare themselves now.” “Lady Nilah…” “No,” I cut Sera off immediately while lifting a hand. “I’m done thinking about tonight. My brain physically cannot survive any more revelations.” I pointed weakly toward the door afterward. “Everybody leave. I want to sleep.”

“Wait. Don’t cancel it.” “What?” “Let her have her gala. But we control the narrative. Not her. Us.” I sit up. Nine months pregnant. Scheming. “We make an announcement. At the gala. Something big. Something that shifts focus from scandal to future.” “What kind of announcement?” “Vale and Blackwood Consulting. Our company. We launch it publicly. At the gala. In front of investors. Press. Everyone.” I’m getting excited now. “We’ve been planning it for months. Have clients lined up. Strategy ready. We just need the launch moment. The gala’s perfect.”

"I need you to go to your publicist, call the top entertainment outlets, and officially announce that you and Owen have fully rekindled your relationship. Tell them you two spent the entire night together after the funeral, right here in this house." She blinks, caught off guard by the proposition. Her eyebrows shoot up behind her sunglasses. "You want me to claim we're back together?" "Yes," I say, forcing the words out of my throat even though it feels like swallowing glass. "If the public sees a statement from a high-society woman like you confirming that you and Owen are happily together and working through his grief as a couple, the narrative changes instantly. The photo of me and him w

A minute later, the phone vibrated. Elaine picked it up and read the message twice. Diplomatic dinner tonight. The summit opens with it. Come with me, and we can talk about your foundation there. - Adrian. She stared at the screen. By noon, she had resigned as acting Luna and severed her mindlink with her husband. By evening, Lucas would likely walk into that ballroom with the woman he had spent seven years choosing over her and expect the entire city to pretend nothing had changed. And now Adrian was inviting her into the same room on his own guest list.

I’m starving. I walk into the house and see Jemisha celebrating something with Dad and Regina. I pass through the room, and Jemisha calls out. “Sister! I’m so excited! Did I forget to tell you that I am part of that new reality TV show? The one about claiming a worthy Luna? Just like our past life. She joined, and then she had that snake put on the mountain to destroy me. “What a coincidence. So am I,” I said calmly, waiting for Regina to react. Without missing a beat, she started screaming like a banshee.

Caelian leaned in slightly, always eager when he had a plan brewing. “I was thinking… face-to-face. Butter him up. Remind him who we are, what we offer. Make him feel like royalty.” “And how exactly do you suggest we do that?” I asked flatly. He smirked, looking smug for some reason. “I am inaugurating my new club next week. Big flashy thing. I say we invite him. Give him the works. VIP treatment. I’ll have the private suites ready—strippers, hookers, hookahs, anything he wants.”