The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 171 Avery's POV After Jessica's unpleasant visit, I felt as though even my long- shot hope had been decimated. I had written the letter as she requested, though it pained me to have to write my false testament to her character. It wasn't all lies. [had no doubt that ruthlessness, pride, tenacity, and ambition were admirable traits in most. No doubt, when she wanted something, Jessica could be most persuasive. But I also wouldn't want her as MY coworker. When she finally left, after forcing me to do three revisions that painted her in increasingly glowing tones, I was exhausted.

When I woke up, there was an unpleasant guest sitting at my table. 1 My sister, Zara. Thad no idea how she had found her way in. The thought that she had been sitting there while I slept was most unpleasant. She knewit too. Her smug cats-eye grin was sly and crafty as she observed me struggling to sit up with my injured arm. "You are quite torn up," she remarked, taking in my various bandages and still-healing scrapes and bruises, "You must have been quite careless. Tsk tsk." ---- I was sure that she knew very well that the wounds I had sustained were the result of the Rogue King's attack.

"Why are you here?" I ground out, my voice hoarse from sleep, " You are not permitted on Nightwolf grounds." "Am I not? When our packs have an ancient alliance?" Zara's eyes glittered, "I think you must be exaggerating. I had no trouble walking right in past the sentries." No doubt she had coerced them with her beauty, or at least, with bribes. Or, a horrifying thought crossed my mind, perhaps Gideon truly was ready to side with Silvermoon. That would be the ultimate insult, showing that he had never genuinely cared for my suffering.

He knew about the abuse that had been done to me, primarily at Zara's hands. If he was willing to look the other way about the Rogue King's capture of my mother, was he also willing to let my tormentors continue to wreck havoc on my life? If Zara truly had been let in with Gideon's permission, then the answer would be yes.

nose, "I don't want to spend any more time in your presence than I must, but I came out of concern." "That doesn't sound like you," I said mistrustfully, sitting on ---- the edge of my bed

showing me. It was an image from a cell. The type of closed-circuit video that might be recorded in a store, or gas station, or the like. The timestamp at the bottom was from this week. The cell showed a woman sitting on

furious. "Release her at once!" "Well, of course I would be willing to do that..." Zara smiled unpleasantly, wresting the tablet from my hand, "For a price." I squeezed my eyes shut and balled my hands into fists at my side. I was in no condition to fight her, and it wouldn't secure my mother's release even

meet Jessica's blackmail. Now, Zara brought this offer, and I had no doubt who was its true engineer. The Rogue King had already stated to my face that he wanted me to bear his heir. He was of

mother, he finally had the leverage required to make me come back to him. Panic was rising within me. I may not have been living my best life here, in Nightwolf, but I was arguably still free. If 1 went to the Rogue King's clutches, I wouldn't even be that. My breath began to