Filed to story: The Luna is Secret Heiress Book PDF Free by Sylvia
My werewolf strength immediately began to weaken. The silver was designed specifically to subdue our kind, making resistance nearly impossible.
He stuffed me into the back seat of their black sedan, the interior smelling of leather and something chemical that made my nose wrinkle.
“Who are you?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady despite the fear coursing through me. “What do you want?”
The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror, his eyes cold and calculating. “Money, probably. Your family’s wealthy enough to pay a good ransom.”
The driver laughed, a harsh sound that made my skin crawl. “Money? You think this is about money?”
His amusement was genuinely unsettling. “Frederick Warner doesn’t need your family’s money, Miss Winters.” The name hit me like a physical blow. Frederick Warner. The man who had tried to have Connor and me killed, who had orchestrated the attack on my father.
“You’re Frederick’s men,” I said, the pieces falling into place.
“Very good,” the driver replied mockingly. “I was wondering if you’d remember our employer’s name.”
Marcus Cole, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to face me. His expression was cold and professional, like a businessman discussing a routine transaction.
“This is retaliation for what Connor Rivers has done to our organization,” he stated matter-of-factly.
I forced a laugh, though it came out strained. “Connor and I broke up publicly. Everyone knows we’re not together anymore.”
Marcus smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “His woman, who else is there but you?”
“That’s ridiculous,” I protested. “Connor Rivers is dating actress Layla Lawrence. It’s been all over the media.” ‘Layla Lawrence is Connor’s distant cousin through pack connections,” Marcus revealed casually. “The whole relationship is fake, orchestrated to protect you.”
My world tilted. “That’s impossible.
“Connor feared for your safety after the previous attempt on your life and the attack on your father, Marcus continued. “He orchestrated the public breakup and fake relationship to keep you out of harm’s way.”
The revelation hit me like a sledgehammer. Everything I thought I knew about the past few months was a lie. “Frederick has suffered significant losses due to Connor’s actions,” Marcus added. “Samuel Blackwood’s arrest, the exposure of his illegal werewolf trafficking operations. As Frederick prepares to return to
Blackmoor Territory, he wants revenge.”
My mind reeled from the Information. Connor had been protecting me all along, and I had believed the worst of him.
“Frederick tried multiple times to assassinate Connor, Marcus continued conversationally “But Alpha strength and pack protection make him difficult to kill.”
He turned to look at me directly, his eyes glittering with malicious satisfaction.
“So he turned to you instead. He suspected the breakup was a ruse to protect you.”
Marcus leaned back in his seat, studying my shocked expression with obvious amusement.
“Miss Winters, I don’t know whether to praise your acting skills or praise Connor Rivers for protecting you too well.”
(Frederick’s POV)
Speaking of which, it was also a coincidence that when I took the female werewolf I was supporting to Moonlight Jewelers to buy jewelry some time ago, I caught the eye of a saleswoman,
As a notorious Alpha who collected female companions, I always sought to get any attractive shewolf into my bed. It was simply my nature.
At Moonlight Jewelers, I spent over two million buying a necklace for my companion, flaunting my wealth as usual. The saleswoman’s eyes had followed my every move with obvious interest.
While the she-wolf was in the restroom, I approached the saleswoman. “What’s your name, beautiful?” “Amber Sterling.” she replied with a coy smile, her fingers playing with her hair.
I asked for her contact information, and we ended up in bed that very night. She was eager and willing, just like all the others.
On Valentine’s Day, I met with Amber at our usual hotel. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the expensive curtains as we lay tangled in silk sheets.
Afterwards, I threw a bank card onto the nightstand. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby. Take it and spend it however you like.”
Amber smiled and accepted the card, running her fingers along its platinum surface. Then she said. something that caught my attention
“You never bother to choose a gift for me. You only give me money.”
I raised an eyebrow, already reaching for my cigarettes. “Money isn’t enough for you?”
“Today, a man at the store bought a limited edition Valentine’s necklace for nearly ten million for his girlfriend,” she continued. “I’m so envious. He must really love his girlfriend.”
I scoffed and leaned against the headboard, lighting my cigarette. The smoke curled between us as I replied coldly.
“There’s over a million in that card. Buy whatever you want. You only need money. Why yearn for love?” The coldness in my tone was palpable. These women were all the same – always wanting more than what they deserved.
Amber leaned over and rested her head on my chest. “I was just saying.”
I flicked the ash from my cigarette, watching it fall onto the expensive carpet. “Don’t mention the word “love” again.”
“I know,” she whispered against my skin.
I didn’t dwell on the matter at the time. After Valentine’s Day, Connor Rivers began investigating me more intensely than ever before.
Even a small oversight from Malcolm Wilson was immediately seized upon by Connor’s people. Soon,
Malcolm and his companies were apprehended by the authorities.
After losing so much manpower and resources to Connor, I decided to target those around him instead: Mo Initial target was the actress rumored to be with him.
But Vanessa Reed informed me that Layla Lawrence was Connor’s distant cousin. Their relationship was merely for publicity.
Upon hearing this, I recalled Olivia Winters’ heartbroken state after her breakup with Connor. The way she cursed Connor for being heartless and abandoning her didn’t seem like acting.
It seemed she was unaware of the actress’s true relationship with Connor. Considering the timing of their breakup, shortly after Richard Winters’ accident, I realized something.
I might have been fooled by Connor all along.
Remembering Amber’s words on Valentine’s Day about someone spending nearly ten million on a necklace for his girlfriend, I suspected it had something to do with Olivia Winters.
I called Amber immediately. “That man who bought the expensive necklace on Valentine’s Day – tell me about him.”
“He looked to be in his thirties, about 57″, slender build,” Amber replied. “His surname was Langley.”
My pulse quickened. “What address did he leave? Who was the recipient?”
“An upscale villa district in Riverdale. The recipient was a Ms. Winters.”
I immediately concluded that the Ms. Winters was Olivia. Rage coursed through my veins like molten silver.
Enraged, I had Amber send me the security footage from Valentine’s Day. The footage clearly showed Frank Langley, Connor’s assistant, buying the necklace.
The pieces fell into place with crystal clarity. Connor had orchestrated everything – the breakup, the fake relationship, all to protect his precious Olivia.
“I was indeed fooled!” I muttered to myself, crushing my cigarette in the crystal ashtray.
“Connor Rivers, you love her so much. Would you be willing to trade your life for hers?”
(Ethan’s POV)
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?