“Get out of my house!” her father roared.
Five years ago, Anastasia Tillman was dragged down the stairs and called a disgrace. Her stepsister cried fake tears. Her stepmother smiled. Her own father slapped her and disowned her without listening to a single word.
She was accused of selling her body for money.
She tried to speak.
No one believed her.
That same night, she walked away from her pack with nothing but a small suitcase… and a secret growing inside her.
The Alpha’s child.
Five years later, she returns   not as the broken girl they threw away, but as a quiet, successful woman raising a brilliant little boy on her own.
She does not want revenge.
She does not want their money.
She only wants peace.
But fate is cruel.
The powerful Alpha who once held her in the dark is now her boss.
He does not remember her face.
But when he stands close to her, his wolf stirs.
Because he remembers her scent.
The girl who trembled beneath him.
The girl whose tears he never forgot.
There is only one problem.
Another woman has already claimed to be that girl.
And the Alpha believes her.
Now Anastasia must work under the man who unknowingly fathered her son… while watching another woman try to take her place.
She will not beg.
She will not chase.
But when the truth comes out   when the Alpha learns that the quiet little boy with silver-blue eyes is his heir  
The entire kingdom will shake.
Because the girl they threw away…
Is the Luna they can’t live without.

I had just reached for my phone to calculate the commission when a message flashed across the screen.


My breath caught for a second, my heart skipping in a way that made no sense. I stared at the words, my fingers hovering, my thoughts tangling. Deal with what? The client? The order? Or something else entirely?


The message felt simple, but the weight behind it wasn't.


Before I could think it through, a knock sounded. Felicia stepped in, her presence as composed as ever, though her tone carried a hint of urgency. "Anastasia, make sure you complete the draft within three days, even if it means staying late. We can't afford to disappoint this client."


I nodded immediately, pushing Elliot's message to the back of my mind. "I understand. I'll get it done."


This design was well within my strengths. The concept, the structure, even the symbolism—it all aligned with what I was best at. If anything, the pressure only sharpened my focus.


Chapter 154 - A Claim I Didn’t Understand