Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 55 My Call

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“Enough!” 1 interrupted Queenie, my voice firm and unyielding. “Rosaline and Ryan are only friends. Stop making baseless accusations.

Despite my words, an image surfaced in my mind–Rosaline at the bar, her voice carrying through the air as she sang for Ryan. It was a memory 1 hadn’t wanted, yet it lingered.

1 clenched my jaw, tension rippling through me. No one spoke, the weight of my frustration silencing the room. Without another glance. I walked back to my office. Yet as I sat at my desk, I couldn’t concentrate.

The thought of Rosaline and Ryan together refused to leave me alone,

I turned to the papers before me, flipping through them aimlessly. The words blurred together, refusing to form in my mind.

A knock sounded at the door, breaking the cycle of my thoughts. Beta Yale stepped inside, a file in his hands. “Mr. Holbrook, I need your signature on this.”

I took the file, signed where needed, and handed it back. As Yale turned to leave, I spoke without thinking. “Yale, if a woman doesn’t think much of a man, why would that be?”

He stopped, clearly taken aback. Turning slowly, he gave me a questioning look. “What are you getting at,

I repeated the question, this time with more resolve. Yale paused, then tilted his head in thought.

“I’m not sure who you’re talking about, but maybe she doesn’t think the man is good enough for her.”

His answer hit harder than I expected, leaving a strange unease in its wake.

“Leave,” I said, dismissing him.

Yale exited without another word, and I leaned back in my chair, his words replaying in my mind.

Rosaline doesn’t think I’m good enough?

How could she possibly see me that way?

The thought gnawed at me, persistent and maddening. I couldn’t let it rest.

for the phone, I dialed

through, steady

I said, then hung up before

Rosaline’s POV:

what Caden wanted

he seemed to be calling me in for the smallest reasons, as though

to the 18th floor and walked

55 My Call

in, his clear voice rang

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inside. Caden was seated at his desk, his jacket draped over the sofa like an afterthought

hint at the strength beneath. His striking features made him look like he’d stepped out of a painting, his sharp jawline catching the

fixed on the

staring. It was no wonder people said he was a perfectionist.

hand, he’d chosen

His lips curved faintly, his tone calm but teasing

I cleared my throat and looked away. I didn’t

meet with Fostrau’s reps this afternoon?” he asked, finally pausing. He leaned back in his chair. crossing one leg over the other in a way that

in this project puzzled

planning something I didn’t

he said, his gaze

“The meeting focused on next steps. I’m organizing the notes

leave, but his voice stopped

“What is it?”

-What

bandaged hand slightly. “You forgot the scar

caught off guard. “You

spoke. “As the one who saved your

The heir to the Eclipse Pack couldn’t even manage applying a bit of

already healed, leaving no sign of the original injury.

in all his pride, could be

said, shooting him an annoyed look. “I’ll do it. Where’s