Filed to story: The Luna is Secret Heiress Book PDF Free by Sylvia
My heart pounded as I pushed through the main entrance doors. The morning air was crisp and fresh.
I found him leaning against his obsidian black Bentley, his head down in contemplation. The morning sunlight softened his usually stoic features.,
When our eyes met, he straightened immediately. His ice-blue gaze locked with my amber eyes with an -intensity that made my wolf stir restlessly.
The mate bond we had severed still left echoes between us. Even broken, the connection pulled at something deep in my chest.
Connor stepped back when I approached, his wolf clearly fighting the urge to close the distance between us.
“I apologize for not knocking on your door,” he said quietly. “I didn’t want to disturb your rest.”
His voice carried that familiar gentle tone he reserved only for me, It made my heart ache with longing.
“Thank you for the beautiful flowers,” I replied, clutching the bouquet tighter. “They’re perfect.
“I’m glad you like them,” he said simply, his eyes never leaving mine.
I wanted to ask why he hadn’t stayed to see my reaction. The words formed on my tongue but wouldn’t come
As if reading my thoughts, he explained softly, “I knew you needed space to heal.”
The consideration in his voice made my chest tighten with emotion. Even now, he was thinking of my wellbeing above his own desires.
An awkward silence stretched between us, filled with unspoken emotions and memories of what we had lost.
“Drive safely,” I finally managed to say.
“Take care of yourself, Olivia,” he replied gently.
Both our wolves seemed reluctant to separate as we parted ways. I watched his Bentley disappear down the street.
That evening, my phone rang with Rebecca Frost’s familiar ringtone.
“Olivia, do you remember Miranda Blackwood?” Rebecca’s tone was unusually serious.
I searched my memory. “Miranda? She’s an acquaintance who went abroad to establish business connections, right?”
“That’s her,” Rebecca confirmed. “She’s returned to Harbor City.”
Something in Rebecca’s voice made me sit up straighter. “Is there something wrong?”
“She came back specifically to pursue Connor Rivers,” Rebecca revealed bluntly.
My blood ran cold. “What do you mean?”
“Seven years ago, before going abroad, Miranda confessed to Connor,” Rebecca explained carefully. “He rejected her then.”
I gripped the phone tighter, my knuckles turning white.
“Now she’s told me about her intention to pursue him again,” Rebecca continued. “She believes that since you and Connor severed your mate bond, she has a fair chance.”
After Rebecca finished speaking, I stared blankly at the white roses on my bedside table.
Their pure fragrance filled the brightly lit room, but suddenly they felt like a mockery. Just as I was beginning to hope for reconciliation with Connor, another she-wolf had entered the picture.
I was lost in contemplation about this new development, wondering what it would mean for any chance Connor and I might have had.
(Olivia’s POV)
The next morning, my phone rang with the familiar number of my informant. I answered immediately, knowing this call would bring crucial updates about the Grey pack’s situation.
“Miss Winters, I have the latest report on Blackwood Holdings,” the voice said urgently.
I sat up straighter in my hospital bed, preparing for what I suspected would be devastating news for the Grey pack.
“Multiple creditors have filed claims with the court,” the informant continued. “The total debt has reached 1.3 billion dollars.”
My eyebrows rose at the astronomical figure. Even I hadn’t expected their financial situation to deteriorate so rapidly.
“The company is completely insolvent,” the informant explained. “Creditors are demanding immediate payment, and the court has begun asset seizure proceedings.”
I felt a surge of satisfaction hearing about their downfall. This was exactly what I had orchestrated when I decided to retaliate against the Grey pack.
“What about Ethan Grey specifically?” I asked, wanting to know how deeply the Alpha heir had fallen.
“That’s where it gets interesting,” the informant replied with obvious relish. “Ethan Grey is being accused of abusing the company’s independent legal status.”
I leaned forward, intrigued by this development. Corporate law violations could have serious personal consequences for him.
“Several creditor companies have jointly submitted evidence to the court,” the informant continued. “They’re demanding that Ethan bear joint liability for the company’s debts.”
This meant Ethan couldn’t hide behind corporate protections. His personal assets would be at risk.
“His real estate has been seized, and his bank accounts are frozen,” the informant confirmed. “The Alpha heir who once commanded respect in Harbor City now faces complete financial ruin.”
I couldn’t help but smile at the poetic justice. Ethan had betrayed me and nearly destroyed my family through his cooperation with Frederick Warner.
“There’s more,” the informant added. “Miranda Blackwood has sought a lawyer to draft a mate bond severance agreement.”
This news didn’t surprise me at all. Miranda had always been accustomed to luxury as a former Luna.
In werewolf society, when an Alpha’s power and wealth disappeared, it was common for mates to seek bond dissolution to protect their own status.
“Which lawyer is handling her case?” I inquired, my professional curiosity piqued.
“Harrison Clarke from Moonlaw Legal Services,” the informant replied.
I knew Harrison well from my time at the firm. He was notorious for his volatile temper and unpredictable mood swings.
Emma Thompson and other assistants had suffered under his harsh treatment when he was having bad days.
“Before you ask,” the informant continued, “Malcolm Blackwood does not agree to the bond severance.”
I wasn’t surprised by this either. Malcolm would fight to preserve what little dignity remained for their family.
“Have they reached any agreement?” I asked, already suspecting the answer.
“They had a public argument at the hospital last night,” the informant explained. “Their raised voices echoed through the corridors as their wolves’ distress became apparent to all nearby pack members.”
The image of the once-proud Grey pack leaders fighting publicly filled me with dark satisfaction.
“Miranda will likely pursue legal proceedings to formally dissolve their mate bond through the werewolf courts,” the informant concluded.
I processed this information carefully. A high-profile mate bond severance case involving the Grey pack would create significant opportunities.
“I need you to closely monitor Miranda’s side,” I instructed firmly. “Give me immediate updates on any new developments.”
