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After that the guests slowly drifted off. I turned to Lucian, my voice gone badly hoarse. "I didn't push him. I just saw him about to go in, so I—" But before I could finish, Lucian cut me off, cold as ice. "Come in." He turned and walked toward the study, without sparing me so much as a glance. The door had barely shut before Lucian rounded on me, his face like iron. "Vivian." "How much longer are you going to trap yourself in the past?"

A shiver crawled down my spine. Nobody needed to explain what that meant. The silence stretched. Long and uncomfortable. Finally, Victor spoke again. "Whatever happened that night, Luna, you're missing more than memories." I looked down at the envelope in my hands. The paper suddenly felt much heavier than it should have. Victor's next words settled over the clearing like a storm cloud. "And I think the thing you forgot is the exact reason someone wanted you dead.”

Where are they? Not wasting much time, he took the elevator, going straight to Lucian's room. Still sitting by the pool, Lucian felt like he was dying, and struggling at the same time. The pain was killing him, and the fact that Rose had seen him like this kills him more. Why did this have to happen now? "Please... argh!!" He groaned. Rose's mind drifted to the past. This must be the curse she placed on him. *That scar would be the pain of your life, Lucian. You will always be in pain unless you apologize to me. That pain will never ease until you say sorry to me.*

“It’s quiet here. Helps clear my mind.” I turned back to the view. “I was trying to do the same.” Lucian was quiet for a moment before he sighed. “Mira… about earlier today…” I glanced at him. His eyes were filled with something deep. Something unspoken. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “For what happened.” I knew what he meant. When he had lost control. When he had chased me. When he had almost… I swallowed. “You weren’t yourself.” “That doesn’t change what I did.” His voice was laced with regret. “I almost hurt you. I almost—” He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “I don’t know how to live with that.”

After all, life was all about risks and taking this risk for the right reason was not entirely stupid. As he delved deeper into his research, his expression turned resolute. His jaw clenched, and his eyes narrowed, determination etched on his face. He would leave no stone unturned, no legal avenue unexplored. Noah's future depended on it. While he glanced through his laptop, his mind wandered back to that pivotal moment, etched in his memory like a masterpiece. The determination and desperation in Noah's icy-blue eyes, how he had said, “I wish you were my dad…I want it to be official…”

that I would remain exposed, unmarked, and unnoticed. She wanted more than just me gone.She wished for me to be forgotten. FINAL SCENE I shut the book and turned to face the others. "We've been waiting for this," I remarked. "It's not a narrative. Not a theory." “Proof," Reyna uttered softly. "Of everything," Rico continued. I no longer felt a sense of dread from the weight in my chest.Gravity was the sensation. heavy. grounding. Actual. My story had been rewritten once by Cerra. I was going to write the truth now.

He might be drunk only to utter these words but I was sure when he's sobber he'll abolish them and return to his awful self. "You're right" I uttered with a roll of my eye. "You shouldn't concern yourself with me Mr Lucian. Oh I know. You still haven't gotten what you wanted. The sex right?" I said clearly aggravated. "Stop it Clarissa. I don't want that from you. Believe me when I say I truly regret my actions. Believe me when I say I want you in my life" "Just stop it Lucian" I shouted and turned, my back to him now.

Chapter 4 Lucian's POV “Mate!” Her words keep ringing in my ears like a hammer on an anvil as I walk out of the prison house with no clear destination in mind. I have finally seen her after waiting patiently for over eight years. I’m supposed to be happy, but I can't afford to be. She is the perfect definition of everything that could go wrong. She has almost every wrong combination of things I hate. First, she might be a human, a creature I don't trust due to their constant betrayal. Also, I'm one of the leading Alphas in the world, and I need a very strong and capable Luna beside me.

“I mean… not in that way. I was never in love with anyone. I waited an entire decade... ten long, lonely years, rejecting the advances and affections of countless suitors, all because I wanted my mate... I wanted you. And then one day, you appeared out of nowhere... like you were back from the dead. I felt your pain; it was like a symphony of shattered glass, each shard piercing my soul with its haunting melody. And I thought, maybe I could be there for you, a comforting shoulder to lean on, and in time, my love could heal your broken heart. But you didn’t want my love; you didn’t want any part of me. You wanted revenge, and you were crueler than I could ever imagine.” Lucian's gaze fell to

"The plan succeeded. Everything went exactly as intended." His brow furrowed with confusion. "Then why do you look so..." "Sad?" I finished for him. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Because success doesn't erase the past, Lucian. It doesn't bring back what I've lost." Understanding dawned in his gray eyes. "Your brother." I nodded, not trusting my voice. Lucian guided me to a nearby settee, sitting beside me. His hand remained on my arm, warm and steady. "Tell me," he said simply.