Chapter 3
I signed the papers without hesitation and headed straight to his office.
But I found the door half–open, and no one inside.
It was my first time entering Ronan’s office–neat, clean.
A photo of Mira sat on his desk.
And scattered drafts at the desk’s edge were covered with her name, written over and over.
Every stroke filled with boyish devotion.
I thought I could accept this calmly.
But I couldn’t. My heart felt like it was being crushed in someone’s fist, suffocating pain.
On the desk sat an elegant gift box containing a stunning sapphire necklace.
Priceless. Irreplaceable.
I loved sapphires–their cool, proud beauty.
But Ronan always gave me gold jewelry.
He’d say: “Jewelry should hold its value above all else. Besides, you’re beautiful–you look regal in anything.”
I’d believed his sweet words.
Now, holding the sapphire necklace from the box, I saw how beautiful it was. The center sapphire was the size of a quail egg, surrounded by delicate diamonds that sparkled with every movement.
On the back, engraved: “MH.”
- MH. Mira Hale.
My breath caught. I laughed through my tears, finally understanding, then fled his self–made prison of love
Enough. It was really enough.
I needed to get far away.
I contacted the rogue network, arranged for them to fake my death.
Now I just had to wait for the pack council to retrieve the settlement papers Ronan had hidden for three years.
Ronan didn’t come home that night.
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Chapter 3
The next day, he returned with a smile: “Lyra, tomorrow is your sister’s birthday and New Year’s Eve. Let’s celebrate
together.”
“I already invited Mira to join us for dinner, using your name. You two have been distant too long–it’s time to heal this rift. For me, please?”
I looked at Ronan.
He coaxed me gently, his dark eyes full of apparent sincerity and devotion.
Suddenly I remembered that darkest year when he’d looked at me the same way, taking the blade from my hands, saving me from suicide.
“Fine. I’ll go.”
He wanted this, so I’d give it to him.
Consider it repayment for all those times he’d saved me during my worst episodes.
New Year’s Eve.
Ronan had reserved the entire restaurant.
Mira arrived in a pristine white dress.
Ronan immediately dropped my hand and walked to her.
“Mira, happy birthday. This is my gift to you.”
I recognized the familiar gift box.
The familiar sapphire necklace.
Of course it was for her.
Seeming to remember I was there, Ronan added stiffly: “Your sister and I picked it out together.”
Mira raised an eyebrow. “Thank you. I love it.”
After Ronan left for the kitchen to place our order, she immediately dropped her smile and walked towaru ne.
“Luna Cross still remembers her poor little sister–how sweet!”
“But you do realize your Alpha is just my second choice, right?”
I glanced at her and sat down.
“That all you came here to say?”
Mira looked pissed that I wasn’t breaking down, then her smile turned vicious.
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“Of course not. You gave me a gift, so I’ve got one for you too.”
She pulled out a green jade bracelet and threw it on the table like trash.
The moment I saw what it was, my blood ran cold.
This was the bracelet from my mother’s urn.
How the hell did Mira get her hands on it?
