Semua Bab Never Reject A Secret Luna Heiress: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Rue’s POVThe hall held its breath. Every gaze was pinned on the elder clutching Marcus’s decision, the parchment trembling in his hands.“After due consideration…” his voice rang out, weighted and deliberate, “…Alpha Marcus has chosen to award the partnership to Percy’s company.”For a moment, a heavy silence.Then, like thunder splitting the sky, the announcement shattered the air. Gasps rippled through the hall. Aiden’s entourage were full of disbelief.Aiden stood frozen, his confident smile cracking, his eyes wide. The triumph he had worn only seconds ago drained from his face. He looked struck—like someone had drained him off his blood, leaving only pale skin.“No…” he whispered, almost to himself. “That’s impossible.”The murmur of the crowd swelled, half in awe, half in disbelief.Beside me, Nate’s lips curved into a victorious grin. He turned deliberately, his gaze landing on Aiden and Haven. The look he gave them was like rubbing salt on a wound. Personally, I was surprised

Rue’s POVI joined the short line of students outside the exam hall. Some of them looked nervous, some confident, some were outright zoned out.With my pass tucked securely in my hand, I waited for the proctor to check it. I had studied hard for this moment, I knew I could do this.Just when it was my turn, I was hit once again with the scent of a familiar perfume. I sighed tiredly, not even needing to turn to know who it was.“Good morning, sir!” Sora’s voice rang out. She leaned across the desk where the proctor sat, deliberately dropping her luxury-brand bag on the counter so the gilded logo gleamed in the light. Her perfume wafted across the queue, sickly sweet.She flashed the proctor a dazzling smile, her tone oddly light. “I trust everything’s in order?”The proctor nodded stiffly, scanning her card.I caught her glance—just for a fraction of a second—sliding toward me. Her lips curved upward into something between a smirk and a smile.“Oh… you again,” she drawled loud enough

Aiden’s POVWhen the clock struck 12:30 a.m, a soft knock came at my office door. I straightened in my chair, heart hammering once before I forced my face into cold indifference. Finally, She had come. Rue always yielded when the silence grew unbearable, and it was high time she came. She must have been lingering in the hallway, too ashamed, too timid to face me after everything she had done.“Come in,” I called, my tone deliberately bored.The door creaked open, and only Vance entered. Alone. My pulse stumbled. I searched behind him with my eyes, waiting for her figure to follow, waiting for her hesitant steps. Nothing.A bitter laugh escaped me. “So that’s it? She’s hiding outside? Typical. Afraid to face me head-on. She should have known better, Vance. Faking her death? Leaving without a word? Deceiving me at every turn? Working against my progress? She should be ashamed”Vance closed the door quietly, his expression unreadable. He didn’t move to sit. He just stood there, shoulde

Rue’s POVIf I had known that one chance encounter at the mall would lead to this… I might have thought twice about agreeing. Yet when Percy’s calm but firm voice suggested dinner—“You and your friend should join me, bring her brother too if he’s free”—I had found myself nodding before I could even process.Vicky had squealed at my side, eyes wide with disbelief. “Alpha Percy… wants to have dinner with us?”“Yes,” he had said simply, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.And so here we were, sitting in the back of his sleek car, Vicky nervously fiddling with her phone. She had called her brother earlier, but he declined politely—prior commitments. She’d sounded disappointed, but quickly smoothed it over, glancing at me with excitement.The restaurant was dimly lit, the kind of place where everything was expensive. Percy, of course, wanted us to eat at the best restaurant there was. In addition, he looked as though he belonged there, his presence blending naturally to the

Rue’s POVPercy is my second chance？The answer came in an instant when I questioned my wolf. Yes. He was wounded. His wolf was injured when the outbreak struck. That’s why you didn’t feel him before. But now you do.My hands shook under the table. I excused myself quickly, murmuring something about the restroom.Inside the safety of the tiled walls, I pressed both palms to the sink and stared at myself in the mirror. My reflection looked pale, wide-eyed. A stranger.“What am I supposed to do with this?” I whispered.No answer came. Only the whimpers of my wolf Korra.As evening drew into darkness, somehow, I survived dinner, even managed to smile and laugh on cue. Percy never let slip that he’d felt it too, though the way his gaze flickered to me, softer now, betrayed him.On the car ride home, I discovered something unexpected. When Percy and I began to talk. Not forced, not formal, but real conversation. Favorite books. The kind of music that made the world fade. The quiet prefer