The Disdained Luna Who Rose Alone Chapter 104 Being Watched

Evelyn’s POV

It wasn’t my imagination. A dark figure on the rooftop of the house diagonally across from mine ducked out of sight the mont my eyes landed on it. Soone was definitely tracking my movents.

I exchanged a quick glance with my security team at the gate, and they imdiately understood. Within seconds, several guards were heading toward the suspicious building. I pulled out my phone and texted Jackson.

"Check all surveillance around the property. Flag any suspicious activity from the last 48 hours."

The response ca quickly. "Already on it, boss."

Before Jackson’s team could complete their sweep, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was from Calvin’s security detail—always one step ahead, much to my annoyance. I opened the ssage and felt my jaw clench. The house was registered to soone I didn’t know, but it actually belonged to the Frost family. Keith Frost’s people were watching my ho.

"Goddamn it," I muttered under my breath.

Eryx appeared at my side.

"Want to grab him and bring him in for questioning?" he asked, cracking his knuckles. "I’ve been itching to teach that entitled prick a lesson since Helena’s funeral."

I shook my head. "He’s just bored and looking for attention. Let’s find him sothing productive to do instead."

Truth was, I wasn’t opposed to putting Keith in his place. Helena had been one of my closest friends, and her death had been devastating. Before she passed, she’d asked to look after her younger brother, but Keith was nothing like his sister.

Helena had raised him after their parents died when she was barely a teenager herself. She’d given him everything, spoiled him rotten, and he’d grown into a selfish, entitled brat who took others for granted. The stark contrast between the siblings was painful—Helena had been loyal, selfless, and kind. Keith was... well, Keith.

"Boss," Jackson called as he jogged up to , holding an envelope. "Lynn is awake. She asked to give you this."

I took the envelope and opened it. Inside were two pieces of paper: a promissory note for her dical expenses and a thank-you letter. Reading her heartfelt words, I couldn’t help but smile. There was sothing about Lynn that reminded of Helena—the sa quiet strength, the sa sense of gratitude.

I’d agreed to help Lynn after her suicide attempt for two reasons. First, I felt a connection to her pain. Like , she’d discovered her mate’s betrayal right after learning she was pregnant. Keith’s cheating had devastated her, just as Calvin’s involvent with Clara had broken . Second, her personality reminded so much of Helena that I couldn’t turn away.

Lynn had promised to repay every penny of her dical bills once she recovered. Such determination would give her sothing to live for.

"Draw up an invoice for her," I told Jackson. "Make it a significant amount."

Jackson’s eyebrows shot up, understanding flashing in his eyes. "Want to give her a reason to stick around for the long haul, huh? Life-long debt as therapy?"

"Half a lifeti should be enough," I replied with a small smile.

I knew firsthand how crushing heartbreak could be. But unlike Lynn, I’d had years of hardship to build my resilience. After my parents’ death and losing everything when the Norse Pack territories were seized, I learned to survive with nothing. Those years of struggle had forged into soone who could endure almost anything—even Calvin’s betrayal.

I looked down at Lynn’s simple but sincere letter again. Her story was painfully familiar. Loving parents who died in an accident, Keith helping her through her grief, and then building her entire future around him. She’d been planning their wedding, dreaming of children and a happy ho like the one she’d grown up in. Then she discovered his betrayal while pregnant with their child.

Though Lynn was physically recovering, her emotional state remained fragile. If she encountered Keith again too soon, I feared what might happen.

"Lynn studied art in college, didn’t she?" I asked. "Send her to train with Master Keller. Tell him I’m calling in that favor."

Jackson’s eyes widened. "Master Keller? The most renowned artist? Getting accepted as his apprentice is like winning the lottery for an artist. Why are you doing so much for her?"

I shrugged, deflecting with humor. "Do you know how expensive lab equipnt maintenance is? Another successful person in my debt is just good business."

My Evelink Biosciences lab cost a fortune to run, which was why I occasionally treated wealthy patients for substantial fees. But helping Lynn wasn’t about money. It was about giving soone a second chance, sothing I wished I’d had before my life with Calvin imploded.

I grabbed a pen from my desk and scribbled a note at the bottom of Lynn’s letter: "I look forward to seeing your work." Then I slipped it back into the envelope and handed it to Jackson.

"Make sure no one knows where she’s going," I instructed. "Especially Keith."

Jackson nodded confidently. "Consider it done."

I was about to head up to my study when my phone buzzed with an alert from the front gate security system. Calvin’s Maybach had pulled up. Great. Just what I needed today.

Through the security feed, I watched as Jackson and several guards blocked Calvin’s path at the gate. I turned up the volu to hear their conversation.

"Alpha Calvin," Jackson said with exaggerated formality, "Ms. Blackwell has requested that you respect her privacy when the children aren’t present."

Calvin’s expression darkened, but Jackson wasn’t done.

"Besides," he continued with a smirk, "she’s single now and entertaining potential suitors. Having her ex-husband lurking around might give the wrong impression. She’s quite serious about finding soone new."

If looks could kill, Jackson would have been eviscerated on the spot. Calvin’s eyes turned lethal, his jaw clenching so hard I could hear his teeth grinding through the monitor. I had to stifle a laugh. Jackson had always lived on the edge, even before joining my security team. The man had stared death in the face more tis than most people change their socks.

Jackson shrugged innocently. "Her exact words, not mine. You’re welco to ask her yourself... if she’d agree to see you."

Beta Zeon stepped forward with several Bloodbane pack enforcers. "Mr. Jackson, you might want to consider your words more carefully. They could have unfortunate consequences."

The tension between the two security teams was obvious, and it felt like watching two bombs ready to explode at any mont.