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Lina asked. Lina was only two years older than me, and we grew up together. She was almost like a sister, but even though I loved her to death, I always hated this side of her – the side that occasionally spoke so harshly against the poor and the common people. “Whatever do you mean, Lina? I’ll do this forever,” I said. “Surely you don’t mean that, right, my lady? How about when you become the queen? I don’t think you will either have the time or the capability to maintain an anonymous persona like this.”

After all, the person she was searching for was no longer just the second daughter of the Delapena Family but also her mother. "Agreed!" Ali and the rest nodded. No matter what Liana decided, they would follow, as they were there by order of the president to protect her at all costs. In other words, Liana was not only Afghanistan's half-sister but also the niece of the First Lady of the United States. She was truly one of the most powerful women in the world, as well as the smartest. However, to Ali and the rest, she was more than that. They were glad to have made such a friend, and even without the president's explicit order, they would have given their lives to protect and assist Liana.

She sat beside him and whispered, “I might have found a way. Just hold on for me, okay? Please hold on.” He didn’t answer, but his fingers twitched in hers. The next morning came too fast. Lina stood outside the tall building in her best black dress, the one with the small tear she had stitched twice. Her hair was pulled back tight. She looked exhausted but determined. Inside, the lobby gleamed with marble and chrome. A receptionist led her to the twentieth floor. Clara turned out to be a sharp woman in her forties with perfect red lipstick and a no-nonsense stare.

“Now, let's stop talking. Go to the shower, put on all your perfume. I'll help you with your makeup and hair.” Lina agreed and went to the bathroom, taking a long shower. She had received a sample of a moisturizing bath soap two months before and, finally, Lina would make use of what she thought was useless. She was grateful for keeping the small envelope. As soon as she was dry, Lina called for Maddie, who practically skipped into the room, smiling, with a suitcase of products. The girl loved makeup and, as she helped do the makeup for the actors in the shows, there was a wide variety of cosmetics with her.

Goddess, I might actually swoon. “Thank you… and thank you for rescuing me just now,” I say, trying not to sound too breathless. Lincoln smiles again, his silvery eyes sparkling. “It’s my pleasure…” “Oh, Zahra. I’m Zahra Larkin, from Blood Moon.” He nods as if he already knew, his smile widening. “I know. You’re all anyone has been talking about all day. I look forward to seeing the rest of your bouts.” With a small bow that’s both regal and charming, he turns and walks away.

Lina stepped out of a fitting room, wearing a deep V, seductive red gown, and greeted me proactively. Lina was a nurse at our pack hospital—sweet-looking and curvy. There was no way her nurse’s salary could afford the clothes in this store. But she had already paid with her body, and the person footing the bill was right here. Owen was watching me and Lina nervously. I merely nodded at her and shut the fitting room door, cutting off any chance for her to start a conversation. When I came out after trying on the dress, I saw Owen helping Lina zip up the back of her gown.

He couldn't take a flight to china because there might be chance the man isn't even there. "Just calm down...." Nina said patting her brother's shoulder. Anna's phone beeped which got everyone's attention. "Who...Who is it from?" Anna silently stared at the screen, her grip on the phone tightened "Lu Zhang says he wants all of us....all of us to come over" The other three women couldn't help but shiver, which means he knew they were all together....what was he trying to achieve? "Ok....Where is he?, did he send an address? Anything?" Nathan asked rather impatiently.

The days blurred into a rhythm Lina was slowly growing used to—at least on the surface. Each morning started with formal duties as Luna: she greeted members of the Green Moon Pack, attended meetings with Dane and his advisors, sat through discussions about land borders and rogue threats, and managed household affairs with quiet efficiency. She spoke only when necessary, smiled only when expected, and carried herself with the grace and pride of Alpha Jackson’s daughter. But beneath the surface, something was shifting. Quietly. Slowly.

She would wait for the right moment, wait until Damian was distracted and vulnerable. “When he least expects it,” she whispered to herself. “That’s when I’ll strike.” Her mind raced with possibilities. She thought about how she would convince Luna to be in the same room with Damian. She would have to manipulate her carefully, playing on her loyalty to Aurora. “She’ll do anything for Aurora,” Lina said, her tone thoughtful. “If I tell her it’s for Aurora’s sake, she won’t even question it.” Hours passed as Lina sat in her room, going over the plan again and again in her mind. She thought about every detail, every possible outcome.

"They're extremely selective. We're talking Chanel-level exclusivity here." My mind was still catching up. Lilies was the kind of brand that actresses killed for. Their campaigns were legendary, their events were fashion week material, and their ambassadors became instant fashion icons. "But I thought Rina was basically guaranteed this," I said slowly. Raven nodded grimly. "She was. Rina's been the frontrunner for months. She is a Top model who got recently engaged to Callum Kent, the conglomerate billionaire's son. She's got serious connections backing her."