Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Tristan’s POV

“Alpha, the announcement is about to begin,” Varian approached, his tone respectful but urgent. “Your presence is expected near the stage.”

I drained my glass, setting it down with enough force to make the bartender flinch. The yacht party had turned into a nightmare.

“Fine,” I growled. “Where the hell is this Elysia everyone’s so worked

up about?”

Varian glanced over my shoulder, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. “I think we’re about to find out.”

Before I could turn, Selene appeared at my side, linking her arm possessively through mine. “There you are, she whispered, somehow making those three words sound like an accusation. “Everyone’s gathering at the main stage.”

The glittering crowd parted as we moved forward, creating a path that felt less like respect and more like wolves making space for something dangerous. I caught snippets of excited conversation–whispers about the “princess” and “Ravencroft bloodline” floating through the night air.

My instincts told me something significant was about to happen, something that would change things. I shouldn’t have cared. Whatever games Moonshade Pack played were irrelevant to me. But my wolf remained on high alert, sensing a storm approaching.

And then I saw her.

Purple silk. Chestnut hair. Those unmistakable green eyes.

Lysandra.

The glass nearly slipped from my fingers. I blinked, certain I’d had too much to drink or was hallucin g. But no–there she was, gliding through the crowd with a grace I’d never seen during our marriage, ascending the steps to stand between Caspian and Aurelia Ravencroft.

“This is my daughter Elysia,” Caspian announced as applause filled the air. “But I would ask you all to call her Lysandra Ravencroft. My daughter prefers this name, and we honor her choice.”

The whiskey burned in my throat as the pieces clicked into place with sickening clarity. Lysandra–my ex–wife, the woman I’d dismissed as a worthless, wolfless Gamma–was actually Elysia Ravencroft, the lost princess of Moonshade Pack.

Her eyes found mine across the crowd, holding my gaze with a confidence that felt like a physical blow. The corner of her mouth lifted in a small, satisfied smile that said everything words couldn’t.

“Impossible!” Selene hissed beside me, her nails digging into my

drm. “This is a scam!“.

But I couldn’t tear my eyes from Lysandra. The elegant way she carried herself wasn’t new; it had always been there, an inherent nobility I’d refused to see.

The crowd erupted in celebration. Moonshade Pack members howled their joy while Alphas pressed forward, suddenly desperate to be noticed by the woman they’d just learned was noble blood.

Chapter 89

Alaric joined his family on stage, placing a protective hand on Lysandra’s shoulder, pride radiating from his features. The same man I’d accused her of sleeping with. Her own brother,

I accused her of fucking her own brother. The realization hit me like a sledgehammer. What kind of monster have I become?

I watched Alphas surging toward the stage, their eyes hungry as they assessed Lysandra with new interest. My wolf snarled within me, hackles raised at the predatory gazes directed at what had once been mine.