Rebecca’s POV
The drive home was a blur of rage.
My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles went white. Every red light was a personal insult. Every slow car in front of me was an obstacle designed specifically to prolong my humiliation.
That bitch.
That absolute, insufferable BITCH.
"Mommy?" My daughter’s voice came from the backseat. Whiny. Annoying. "Why did you make me say sorry? I didn’t do anything wrong."
"Shut up, Vivian."
"But she’s just a human-smellerâ€""
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
The car swerved slightly. Vivian went quiet. Good. I didn’t have the patience for her right now. Didn’t have the patience for anything except the fury burning through my veins like acid.
Aria Shadow Moon.
Alive.
Here.
After everything I’d done to get rid of her, she was BACK. Standing in front of me with that calm expression. That steady voice. That infuriating confidence that had no business being on the face of Shadow Moon trash.
She’d recorded me. RECORDED me. Like I was some common criminal. Like she had any right to threaten me.
ME. Rebecca Silver Fang. The future Luna of Blood Crown pack.
Except...
Except I wasn’t the future Luna, was I?
The thought made my stomach twist. Made the rage burn hotter.
Three years. Three years since Aria disappeared. Three years since everything was supposed to get better.
And what had changed?
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Kael still wouldn’t see me. Still wouldn’t talk to me. Still treated me like I didn’t exist after that night outside Aria’s apartment.
I’d tried everything. Showing up at his events. Sending messages through mutual contacts. Bribing his staff for information about his schedule.
Nothing worked.
It was like he’d built a wall around himself. A wall specifically designed to keep me out.
All because of HER.
I pulled into my driveway. Slammed the car into park. Sat there breathing hard.
The house loomed in front of me. Big. Expensive. Everything I’d worked for my entire life.
But it wasn’t the Alpha mansion. It wasn’t the Luna suite. It wasn’t the life I was supposed to have.
"Mommy?" Vivian again. "Can I go inside?"
"Yes. Go. Leave me alone."
She scrambled out of the car. The door slammed behind her.
Good riddance.
I sat there for another minute. Trying to calm down. Trying to think clearly.
Aria was back.
That was bad. Very bad.
But it was also... an opportunity.
I pulled out my phone. Scrolled through my contacts. Found the number I was looking for.
My finger hovered over the call button.
Did I really want to do this? Did I really want to involve HIM again?
The memory of Aria’s face flashed through my mind. That calm smile. That steady voice. The way she’d looked at me like I was nothing.
I pressed call.
It rang three times.
"Rebecca." His voice was low. Surprised. "I didn’t expect to hear from you."
"We need to talk."
A pause. "About what?"
"About Aria Shadow Moon." I spat the name like poison. "You told me she was taken care of. You PROMISED me she would never be a problem again."

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