ana'

emed to think he had regained control. His

d down" and was now trembling in

ce and quiet to remotely manage my team, put

s for me, targeting plots that seemed insignificant now bu

n exponential rate, and Gal

and timidly asked if the Alpha's dinne

the guest room since I kicked him out. He probably thought

. "From now on, he can sort out h

ut didn't dare to ques

walked into the closet, where half the

ial tasks in the Pack and ordered them to pack

not daring to move. "Luna, we... w

uble, I'll take responsibility," I said

ey finally began to pac

ith Gallagher's things-from suits and shirts to

all the suitcases in fro

e master bedroom and looked at the ha

He saw the pile of luggage at the guest r

edroom door, only to find

the hell are you doing now!"

early. "Cleaning. Getting rid of th

s speechless, only able to l

ed yet, but that doesn't mean I have to continue sharing my space with you.

ering him. If he dared to break down the doo

me, then finally, filled with rage and

a woman who was "afraid of divorce" just a few days ago could hav

control would torment him. An

went and bought another old apartment

ording to my memory, in six months, the government would annou

d me the tenant list

nting to get a sense of the curre

name made my

er

me, my heart pound

d. He had won every top award, was an idol to million

s old, dropped out of drama school because he

on that singl

had burned me. I stare

ght now, he was nothing more than a cheap tenant fi

had been in

ction, that soft, patient voice of his-all of it. He made her feel safe. He

eded him

h would shine

gher's own

ld find out that I was the one who had made him one. With his money. The Luna he had thrown away had used his

ned smile slowl

ment-your first art