Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 361 Alpha Wakes

Queenie’s POV:

+8 Pearls

Fury coursed through me as I stormed out of the hospital. My fists clenched, heart pounding. The moment I stepped inside the house, my patience shattered. “Aunt Eleanor!” I snapped, my voice sharp. “That Omega, Rosaline, is at it again–sneaking her way back into my Caden’s life! She’s convinced him to re–engage with herl

Aunt Eleanor froze, her eyes wide in disbelief. “What?”

I stormed forward, my rage boiling over.

“We can’t waste any more time, Aunt Eleanor! If we let is go on, she’ll marry Caden, and become the Luna of the Eclipse Pack. That means there’s no room left for me!”

The thought of Rosaline by Caden’s side, taking what was mine, sent a wave of jealousy crashing over me.

Caden’s tenderness, his care for her–it burned me like fire.

The Eclipse Pack’s leadership should’ve been mine.

-Rosaline–that shameless Omega–had no claim to Caden’s heart.

I leaned closer, my voice a cold whisper. “If she becomes Luna, we won’t have a life left. We’ll be nothing.”

Aunt Eleanor’s expression hardened, her voice cutting through the air. “Don’t worry, Queenie. I won’t let that Omega into our home.”

I lowered my voice, moving closer to her. “I think we should follow Donny’s suggestion. We’ve kept our tracks clean so far–not even Caden suspects anything

Aunt Eleanor thought for a moment, then nodded sharply. “Alright. We’ll do it your way.”

Triumph bubbled up in my chest. This time, Rosaline would be gone for good.

Aunt Eleanor’s gaze sharpened. “Call Donny, Queenie.

“Yes, Aunt Eleanor!” I replied, eager to act.

Stella, Candice, Wendy–none of them had succeeded in driving Rosaline away.

would

days are

Rosaline’s POV:

I woke, the warm Caden’s face hovering above mine.

gentle, a stark contrast to the coldness swirling insi

myself up slightly. “Cader, what

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glareil at him, about to respond, but the door creaked pen, and Heidi

– Pearis

I looked everywhere for you said, voler syrupy sweet. I made breakfast for you and Ms. Sinclair Please,

his face betraying little

Heidi bustle around, arranging the food and leaning the room with practiced care

moved like someone desperately trying to redeem herself for

her eyes landed on the design sketches on my bedside table. For a split second, her

smile tight. “Ms. Sinclair,

I could hear the sharp edge beneath

to Caden hadn’t reached Heidi. She was blissfully unaware

said flatly, my gaze steady, “Caden and I are re–announcing our engagement. Leslie’s having the pack’s mid–rankers help us choose a

blinked, frozen for a

the second her eyes sharpened, I saw it–the envy, raw and unmistakable. It flashed across her face,

crept across

course. Heidi

act was a thin veil, easily

sweetness slipped. Quickly, she straightened, forcing a tight smile. “Well,

Caden. “Caden… um…

whatever you want,” Caden replied, indifferent. His voice was as calm as a breeze, barely a shift

knock on the door cut

his voice crisp and commanding.

and urgent. But there was an unmistakable lightness in his voice. “Mr.

shifting with the surge of

disbelief and something darker flickering in

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