Ch. I Refuse to Be Your Luna 60 I Refuse to Be Your Luna 60

Chapter 60 Trapped

Lady Flourish’s POV

I couldn’t have cared less about my father’s shares. He could have offered me the entire company, every building and office and cent attached to the Virel name, and my answer would still be no. I would not become Harold’s Luña.

“Dad, there are only four days left.” My wolf paced under my skin. “You should really think this through

Garrett sat behind his desk, calm as always, like there was no ceremony about to collapse in/four days, like I hadn’t spent weeks telling everyone it was over.

“You can still call it off now,” I said. “Wait any longer and it won’t just be me making a fool of myself that day. You’ll be standing right beside me.”

His expression didn’t move. Neither did mine. We’d already said everything there was to say, and my wolf was tired of pushing against a wall that refused to give. I picked up my bag and left.

Outside, my wolf growled in frustration. Four days. I genuinely couldn’t understand what they hoped to accomplish.

Did they think I’d wake up one morning and forget, walk into that hall, and let Harold mark me because everyone else had decided my opinion didn’t count? The thought turned my stomach.

Davina finally called that afternoon, voice thick with sleep.

“Flourish. Did we see my brother Damian at the bar yesterday?”

“You don’t remember?”

“Not really. Everything after a certain point’s blurry. I remember you picked the college guy, I picked the muscle guy, and somehow Jake showed up.”

Jake. Davina’s old almost-mate, the one whose failed ceremony was still territory gossip years later. Every time those two crossed paths it ended in raised voices and someone storming off.

“Did he do anything to you?”

“As if he could,” she said, offended.

“What about you? How’d you get home?”

My

My mind went straight to the garage, his voice, the pressure of his aura when he warned me, the way my wolf had lost her mind the moment he called me a good girl.

“I took a cab,” I lied.

“Good.” Then, brighter, “Next time I’ll take you somewhere with even more college guys.”

“No.”

“Come on.”

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“Not interested.”

She gasped like I’d confessed a crime. “Your eyes were glued to that pretty boy yesterday.”

“They were not.”

“They absolutely were.” She laughed. “I know you.”

Then her voice pulled away from the receiver, and my stomach dropped before I even understood why.

“Dev. Who are you talking to?”

Don’t say it. Please don’t say it.

other Damian. I’m talking to Flourish.”

My wolf lowered her head. My soul left my body.

amian said. One word, perf

ng up. My wolf stared at me

was still regretting that pho

Cheryl and I are tied up

The contract was due f

walked me into his of

“Alpha Harold. You spared.”

He pushed a

A product some of

Once

I rea

dinary, somehow more dangerous than a full speech.

my phone. Neither of us had anything to say for a while.

hys appeared at my door.

Entertainment wants someone to stop by today.”

ay, so there was no avoiding it. An hour later Harold’s secretary red the moment he saw me, then he smoothed it over.

knows how to save money. Not even the final day of a contract gets

Hesk. “Help me review this.”

of course. Harold had spared no expense; the names on the crew list were the industry, an eight-figure investment.

ed something in me. Now it was just work.

what needed fixing, and felt his eyes on me the whole time.

1 kept writing. “Why would I be?”

When I closed the file, I told him it was fine overall, that only the makeup needed revising, and slid it back.

ching me. “Still as professional as ever.” A pause. “You’re really not renewing with us?”

rel Entertainment to keep worki

ojects directly anymore. W

For personal reasons, I just won’t be

anagers. Ethan can come by

like.”

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“No need,” he said, cooling instantly.

I shrugged. His loss. I’d just reached for my bag when the door opened.

“Harold, I came by today to-” Phina’s smile froze the second she saw me, then snapped back into place. “Flourish.”

“Phina.”

“I was about to ask Harold to lunch. Want to join?” Her voice was warm. Her scent said something else entirely.

I almost laughed. “No, thanks. Won’t get in your way. I have somewhere to be.”

face before she could hide it.

Relief

Ha

pectedly. “I’m heading down. I’ll walk out with you.” Then, to Phina, all the stiffness ome on, didn’t you say you were hungry?”

gone

er eyes. Apparently I was destine third-wheel one last elevator ride.

together, and I pressed the bu ace sat heavy enough that my

ree. Twenty-two. Twenty-one

my wolf went rigid.

could turn, the elevator lu il as the floor dropped out

ness swallowed the cabin of above us.

olf’s growl tore lo

The doors shut. Neither of them spoke behind me, fting under my skin.

cabin shook, once, twice. Phina screamed. I caught the nd then every light died at once.

1. In the silence that followed, something scraped against
2. Because elevators didn’t have wolves crawling on top of

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