LOGINScarlett's POVFor a few seconds, no one spoke.The atmosphere inside the conference hall shifted so quickly that it almost felt unreal.Only moments ago, Zack had been standing there with absolute confidence, convinced that no one would attend.Now...Every seat reserved for the shareholders was occupied.The board members had also arrived.Even the council elders had taken their places at the front of the room.The silence was broken only by the soft scrape of chairs as everyone settled down.I watched Zack from the corner of my eye.His confident smile had completely disappeared.His jaw tightened so hard that I thought he might crack a tooth.Good.For once...He finally knew what it felt like to lose control.I inhaled quietly before walking toward the center of the conference room.A massive digital screen stood behind me, stretching almost from one wall to the other.The words LUNAR REGENERATION PROJECT slowly illuminated the monitor in silver letters.I placed both hands light
Scarlett's POVI arrived at Silver Moon Pharmaceuticals long before the sun had fully risen.The sky was still painted in soft shades of grey and pale gold, as though the world itself hadn't yet decided whether to wake or remain asleep. But there was no hesitation in my steps as I entered the building. Today wasn't a day for uncertainty. It was a day for confirmation, for truth, for victory.Amelia was already waiting at the entrance of the research division when I arrived."You're early, Ma'am," she said with a small smile, falling into step beside me."I couldn't sleep," I replied honestly.She studied me for a moment but said nothing further. There was no need. We both understood what today meant: the final validation of the Lunar Regeneration Project.We stepped into the laboratory together, and the atmosphere inside immediately told me I wasn't the first to arrive. Everyone was already there, every researcher, every assistant, every scientist who had poured their nights and day
Scarlett The second name belonged to a man called Desmond Reyes, and according to Usher's notes, he could be found at a private gambling club on the southern edge of the territory, a place that catered to wolves who preferred their vices kept far from public view.The club itself was dim, expensive, thick with the low murmur of conversation and the soft click of chips against polished tables. Usher led the way through it with the ease of someone who had clearly been here before, and within minutes we had located Desmond seated at a private table near the back, a half-finished drink at his elbow and a stack of chips dwindling steadily in front of him.He looked up as I approached, and his expression cycled rapidly through confusion, recognition, and then something close to panic."Luna Scarlett." He stood so quickly his chair nearly toppled behind him. "I wasn't expecting...""I imagine not."He glanced nervously toward the other tables, lowering his voice. "If this is about the meet
Scarlett I left the office a little after six, the building gradually emptying around me as the evening shift took over the laboratory floor. By the time I reached the mansion, the sky had already begun its slow shift toward dusk, the gold of late afternoon fading into something deeper, more deliberate.I showered quickly, then dressed in something sharper than my usual office attire, a deep charcoal dress that moved easily and said exactly what it needed to say without a single word. Power, but not excess. Authority, but not arrogance. The kind of presence that made people sit up a little straighter without quite understanding why.At seven o'clock precisely, Usher's car pulled into the driveway.I stepped outside, and he opened the door for me himself, no driver between us, no unnecessary witnesses to whatever tonight would become."My men have already confirmed the locations," he said once we were moving, sliding a folded paper toward me from the passenger seat. "All five shareho
Scarlett The elevator doors opened. Instead of heading toward my office, I immediately pressed the button for the research division.Amelia looked at me knowingly. "I had a feeling you'd do that.""I need to see it myself."Within moments, we arrived at the laboratory. The atmosphere inside was even more energetic than before. Researchers hurried between workstations with smiles that hadn't existed just days earlier. The moment Rachel noticed me, she nearly ran across the laboratory."Luna! You won't believe it.""I already heard. But I want to see everything."Daniel immediately projected today's data onto the large digital screen. Colorful graphs appeared one after another. Benjamin pointed excitedly toward the final results."The catalyst adjustment worked exactly as predicted."Sophia could barely contain herself. "The regenerative response increased by another twelve percent."I carefully studied every graph, every chart, every calculation. Then I slowly smiled. "This," I whisp
Scarlett The food was every bit as wonderful as the restaurant's reputation suggested. Halfway through the meal, Mrs. Clinton noticed I had slowed down.She narrowed her eyes. "Scarlett.""I'm eating."She looked unconvinced. "You've barely touched your vegetables."I looked down at my plate. She was right.Without another word, she quietly moved the plate closer to me. "Finish them."I laughed. "Yes, Luna."Mr. Clinton burst into laughter. "I haven't heard that tone in years."Mrs. Clinton looked at him. "You'll finish yours too."His smile immediately disappeared. "I suddenly don't feel hungry anymore."She raised one elegant eyebrow. "Really?"He sighed dramatically before picking up his fork. "I should have stayed home."I laughed so hard I nearly choked on my juice. Mrs. Clinton immediately handed me a glass of water."Slowly."I accepted it with an embarrassed smile. "Thank you."She gently brushed a strand of hair away from my face. "You've been taking care of everyone else fo
Scarlett’s POV I returned to my room slowly, closing the door behind me. For a moment, I just stood there quietly. Then I walked to the bed and sat down, my fingers tightening around my phone. Then I opened the photo Usher had sent. I stared at it for a long time. In my previous life, I always
Scarlett’s POV When I opened my eyes again, the first thing that hit me was the light. It was too bright. I squinted my eyes, raising my hand to block the sunlight pouring through the window. My heart was beating fast, but… not in pain. I froze. No pain? Slowly, I sat up. My breathing was ste
Scarlett’s POV I groan softly, a sharp pain tearing through my chest as I struggle to breathe. Each inhale feels like I’m drowning, like something is crushing my lungs from the inside. I can feel it. Goddess, I’m dying. The realization settles heavily in my chest, colder than the pain itself. Bu
Scarlett POV Killian left the ballroom with an ugly expression on his face.The proud Alpha who always walked confidently now looked completely humiliated.Everywhere he passed, people turned to look at him.Soft whispers filled the hall.Some people shook their heads in disappointment while other







