Filed to story: The Luna is Secret Heiress Book PDF Free by Sylvia
“You called me that last night,” he teased, his mood clearly buoyant from our successful engagement.
Heat flooded my cheeks as memories of the previous evening surfaced. “Don’t bring up last night.”
“Why not?” His grin turned wicked as he continued, “You faked being injured and drunk. I never realized you were so scheming.”
He pecked my cheek affectionately, his happiness infectious. “Without a few schemes, how could I have won over my destined mate?”
After breakfast, I called my father, Richard Winters, to let him know we were coming. My fingers trembled slightly as I dialed, nervous about his reaction.
His tone was neutral at first, giving nothing away. “Was the meteor shower and drone proposal his doing?” “Yes,” I confirmed, trying to keep my voice steady. “Connor proposed to me.”
“And you agreed?” Richard asked, though I suspected he already knew the answer from the scent changes that indicated our developing mate bond.
“I did,” I replied simply.
“That Alpha,” Richard chuckled, and I could hear the approval in his voice. “He certainly has a flair for the dramatic. Your stepmother Natalie and I were just discussing your mating ceremony.”
Relief flooded through me at his acceptance. “Really?”
“If he hadn’t proposed soon, I was going to ask him myself when he planned to mark you,” he admitted with paternal protectiveness.
I informed him that Katherine Rivers would also be coming that afternoon. “The two packs need to discuss the mating ceremony date together. Since Gerald Rivers is abroad on pack business, Katherine is the only elder from the Rivers family available.”
Richard understood immediately, his Alpha mind already shifting to logistics. “Okay, I’ll have the pack servants prepare the meal and wait for you.”
(Connor’s POV)
When Olivia and I returned to the Winters family estate, my mother Katherine was already waiting for us in the living room. The moment she saw Olivia, her smile was unstoppable.
She warmly took Olivia’s hand, overjoyed. “Olivia, from now on, you should change how you address me and call me Mom.”
Olivia smiled sweetly and obediently called out, “Mom.”
Katherine beamed, her happiness overflowing. The sight of my mother’s joy made my chest. swell with satisfaction.
The two families were thrilled about the upcoming mating ceremony. Katherine had already consulted a pack elder and found an auspicious day-the day after tomorrow-for us to complete our official mating bond registration.
Olivia looked to me, our eyes met in a silent, smiling agreement, and she consented. My wolf practically purred with contentment at her acceptance.
Next, they discussed the mating ceremony. Olivia chose Moonlit Lake, a villa by the water that held precious memories of her late mother, Sarah Winters.
She wished for her mother’s spirit to witness her happiness. Richard’s eyes flickered with emotion at the mention of the name, but he and everyone else agreed it was a perfect location.
The three women-Katherine, Natalie, and Olivia-dived into an animated discussion about all the mating ceremony details, leaving the men unable to get a word in.
Richard glanced at me and said, “Connor, come with me.”
I followed him to the tea room. Richard sat down, skillfully preparing the tea with his prized blue and white porcelain set.
He didn’t put on the airs of an elder, simply gesturing for me to sit. He poured a cup for his future son-in-law.
“Try it,” he said, his voice calm.
I took a sip. Richard’s gaze was serene as he began, “I still remember four years ago, in this very tea room, when you came to me to propose a mating alliance.”
My mind drifted back. Four years ago, as soon as Olivia had graduated, I had been desperate to make her my mate.
I had come to this very room and spent an entire afternoon convincing Richard to give me his daughter’s hand. Richard had agreed, but to my shock, Olivia had resisted so fiercely that she broke ties with her family and fled to Harbor City alone.
I almost chased after her that day but stopped myself, deciding to give her space, hoping she would return to me willingly. In Harbor City, she faced hardship.
Richard had frozen all her cards, leaving her to find a place to live and a low-paying job as a legal intern in a strange city. I had been tormented by her struggle, secretly sending money to her friends, Rebecca and Lily, to help her.
But Olivia’s pride was strong; she refused large sums, accepting only what she could realistically pay back, determined not to be “kept” by her friends.
I had traveled to Harbor City many times, just to watch her from a distance, afraid that my presence would frighten her or, worse, earn her disgust. Then, she started dating Ethan Grey.
The night I found out, I was consumed by a jealousy so intense I wanted to strangle the man. How could Ethan Grey, a worthless playboy with a string of ex-girlfriends, be worthy of my
Olivia?
I had him investigated and discovered the disgusting truth: Ethan had a beloved ‘white moonlight,’ Cassandra Evans, and Olivia was merely a substitute because of their passing resemblance. The rage this ignited in me was immense.
I decided to act. Using my power and influence as the “Alpha heir of Riverdale,” I subtly manipulated events.
I arranged for beautiful, tempting women to be thrown at the philandering Ethan, ensuring he was too preoccupied to bother Olivia. I then had photos of Ethan’s infidelity sent to Olivia, but she chose to turn a blind eye, though she began to refuse his kisses.
Frustrated, I escalated my efforts. I orchestrated a series of problems for the Grey pack’s business holdings, leading to a break in their capital chain.
Even Cassandra’s return to the country was, to some extent, a part of my grand, ruthless design to reclaim the woman I loved.
(Third person’s POV)
At that time, someone in Harbor City, in order to please Connor, deliberately went to Cassandra Evans and showed her some photos of Ethan Grey and Olivia together to provoke her. He also said some things to stimulate Cassandra’s possessiveness.
Sure enough, after Cassandra returned to the country, Ethan didn’t even pretend anymore, and spending his days indulging with Cassandra, which made Olivia completely give up return to Riverdale to mate with Connor.
Pulled back to the present, Connor Rivers’ eyes were deep and dark. “Yes, four years. The clouds have finally parted to reveal the moon.”
Richard Winters warned, “Don’t you bully Olivia. If she suffers even the slightest grievance after mating with you, I, Richard Winters, will never let it go.”
“Father, don’t worry. I can’t wait to cherish her, how could I possibly bully her?” Connor replied earnestly.
Richard looked up at Connor. “You’re already changing your address so quickly? You haven’t even completed the mating bond yet.”
“It’s going to happen sooner or later anyway. Better to get used to it early.”
“You rascal,” Richard added more tea. “Drink up.”
The next day, Olivia Winters, Natalie Winters, and Katherine Rivers went to inspect the mating ceremony venue at Moonlit Lake, while Connor Rivers went to pick out their new pack territory home. They had agreed that he would make a preliminary selection, and Olivia would then choose her favorite from his choices.
This way, they could look at ceremony venues and new homes simultaneously.
Katherine and Natalie, though full of ideas for the mating ceremony, respectfully deferred to Olivia’s wishes. The venue, Moonlit Lake, was located at the foot of Silverridge Mountain, with a three-story villa owned by the Winters pack on its shore.
It was a place rich with Olivia’s childhood memories of flying kites with her mother, Sarah Winters.
Katherine had already contacted the Northern Territory’s top ceremony planning company, who sent their best team to survey the vast, lush lakeside lawn, a perfect spot for the main mating ritual. After a long day of walking, Olivia returned home exhausted but content.
Back home, Olivia rested her head on Connor’s lap, scrolling through photos of the houses he had selected on a tablet. He gently massaged her shoulders, murmuring, “My Luna has worked hard.”
Olivia’s finger paused on a beautiful house. “I think this one is nice. I love this garden. I can plant my own moonflowers here.”
Connor glanced over. “That one is indeed nice. It’s in the Silverbrook Lake area, not far from your law firm, about a ten-minute drive.”
She then swiped to a castle-style house, her eyes lighting up. “I love this one too! It’s like a castle. If we have a daughter, she’ll be a little princess living in a castle.”
