Twin Alphas' Shared Luna

Vivian Ashford's POV:

Never had I imagined that my engagement would end with me being humiliated in public.

"Oh my God... Adrian is really calling off the engagement in front of everyone?"

"Vivian was dumped? That's so embarrassing!"

"Right. She's always chasing after him, yet he has no interest in her at all..."

The vicious ridicule sent a chill straight through my blood.

I clenched my lower lip between my teeth, digging my nails into my palms. My eyes stung badly, but I refused to let the tears fall!

Only ten minutes earlier, I had been sitting in the very front row of the bleachers beside the football field, cheering on my fiancé alongside my best friend, Celicia Bennett.

"Vivi, I bet some other girl will rush to offer Adrian water again today. You'd better be ready," Celicia called out over the cheering crowd as she waved her pennant in support of the team.

Of course, I understood exactly what she was getting at.

Adrian Shaw, my fiancé, was the Blackwood Pack's Alpha heir and one of the school's most outstanding, highly gifted academic students.

Adrian was the varsity quarterback, and the school had a major football game that afternoon.

Celicia and I had arrived well ahead of time.

"Then we'll just have to be quicker once the game is over." With Adrian's water bottle firmly in my hand, I kept my eyes fixed on him out on the field.

The autumn sunlight was mild. In his black number 10 jersey, he ripped through the opposing defense like a raging cheetah, securing the ball, evading opponents, charging through the line, and scoring a touchdown!

His every move conveyed tremendous strength and fierce intensity, while the air seemed saturated with raw, unmistakable masculinity.

Drops of sweat slid along his defined jaw and landed on his chest as it rose and fell.

With a casual motion, he removed his helmet, exposing a face so handsome it was almost breathtaking.

"Adrian!"

"Adrian!"

The wild cheering and thunderous applause nearly lifted the roof right off the bleachers.

As I watched him dominate the field with such impressive skill, a small smile tugged at my lips. Pride and satisfaction filled my heart.

I had first met Adrian during the year I transferred to St. Jude's Academy, when he was serving as student-body president.

One look at him was enough for me to understand Celicia's remark. "Adrian is so handsome that you simply can't take your eyes off him."

Celicia had warned me, however, that he was the sort of guy to admire from afar, never approach.

But as a member of the Ashford family, I wasn't willing to accept defeat before I had even made an attempt.

I subsequently found all kinds of ways to appear before him, yet none of them stirred the slightest reaction.

Then, just when my hopes were beginning to fade, his parents brought him over to visit my family one otherwise ordinary weekend.

And just like that, Adrian had become my fiancé.

I therefore considered him mine and spent two entire years pursuing him openly, with all the passion I had.

The final whistle brought the game to an end, with Adrian's team claiming victory by an overwhelming margin.

As the celebrating players walked off the field, the girls gathered along the sidelines immediately began moving toward them.

One girl with a sweet face hurried over before anyone else and offered him a bottle of water. "Adrian... you played so well! H-here, have some water!"

Only Adrian, Celicia, and I knew that he and I were engaged; nobody else knew about it.

So Celicia gave me a nudge. "Come on, get over there!"

Holding my bottle of water, I quickly descended the bleachers and headed toward the middle of the crowd.

The students moved aside without being asked when they saw me coming, clearing a path through the crowd.

Before I could utter a word, the girl glanced up and noticed me. Her face drained of color, and she hurriedly hid the bottle behind her back in fright. "S-sorry! I picked up the wrong bottle!"

As soon as she had said that, she turned and fled, behaving as though I intended to make things difficult for her.

I gave a helpless little shrug. But when I lifted my head, I found Adrian staring back at me with cold eyes.

Adrian paused in the middle of wiping away his sweat. His eyebrows drew together, and he spoke in a cold voice. "Vivian, must you always use your family's name and influence to intimidate other people? Stop trying so hard to win me over. I'll never fall for someone who's nothing more than a pretty face!"

The smile on my face froze instantly, and a sudden wave of anger and painful hurt rushed straight to my head.

Was I really using my status to intimidate people? I hadn't even spoken so much as a single word!

In the past, when he leveled such a completely baseless accusation against me, I might have felt tears welling in my eyes and rushed to defend myself.

This time, though, the undisguised disgust in his eyes made something deep inside me finally give way.

"Adrian, open your eyes and pay attention. I never said a word to that girl. She ran off all by herself. And besides, you're my fiancé. How is bringing you a bottle of water the same as trying to win you over?" I took one step toward him and pushed the bottle of mineral water straight against his chest.

Adrian made no attempt to lift his hand and catch it, simply allowing the bottle to fall past him onto the ground.

"Adrian, don't push your luck! What on earth has Vivian done to offend you? What gives you the right to take your anger out on her?" An enraged Celicia rushed forward and scolded him. "If she weren't in love with you, her family's standing alone would have men lining up for her all the way down the street!"

"Celicia, let it go." I reached toward her and gave the sleeve of her shirt a gentle tug.

Looking at the discarded water bottle lying where he had carelessly let it fall, I was suddenly overcome by an overwhelming sense of relief.

For the last two years, I had believed that if I kept trying hard enough, I could eventually thaw his cold attitude toward me.

Only at that very moment did I finally understand that, to a person who didn't love me, no matter how much effort I made, I would remain nothing more than an unwelcome nuisance and an annoyance.

My love was something valuable, and I shouldn't have allowed it to be wasted so carelessly on him.

Drawing a deep breath, I suppressed the ache in my chest and met his cold blue eyes before calmly asking one last question. "Let's leave that aside. A new movie comes out this weekend, and even though you're officially my fiancé, you've never gone on a date with me. Would you come see it with me?"

I was giving our two families' arrangement, and my two years of unreturned affection, one final test.

"Oh my God, Adrian is actually engaged to Vivian?"

"When did the two of them get engaged? If they're already engaged, why on earth is Adrian treating Vivian this way?"

"Because he clearly doesn't like her. What other explanation is there?"

The surrounding students began whispering more loudly, and countless curious, gossip-hungry eyes turned toward the two of us.

Adrian swept his eyes around at the entire crowd. The oppressive force of his presence gradually brought everyone around us to silence.

At last, his eyes returned directly to my face, and he replied in the indifferent tone he always used, "I don't have the time, and I won't go with you. And let me make this absolutely clear to you today: there is no way I will ever bond with you. This weekend, I'll have my parents come to your house in person to formally end our engagement."

He was ending our engagement?

After all my devotion?

How had I, a daughter of the Ashford family, ever sunk so low that I would tolerate this kind of public humiliation?

That was enough.

I had genuinely had more than enough of it.

The crowd promptly broke into startled gasps and an ever-growing chorus of hushed conversations.

"Oh my God... Adrian is really calling off the engagement in front of everyone?"

"Vivian was dumped? That's so embarrassing!"

"Right. She's always chasing after him, yet he has no interest in her at all..."

The vicious ridicule sent a chill straight through my blood.

I clenched my lower lip between my teeth, digging my nails into my palms. My eyes stung badly, but I refused to let the tears fall!

My pride would never let me shed even one tear in front of the man who had humiliated me before everyone!

Among both werewolf society and the human upper class, the Ashford family had always enjoyed an exceptional, almost untouchable standing. We bowed our heads to no one.

I straightened my back under the full force of his freezing stare and gave a cold, scornful laugh. "So you want to end our engagement? Fine, Adrian. Those were your own words!"

I fixed my eyes on the face I had once adored so deeply and spoke with deliberate clarity. "You'd better remember what you've said today. Even if you come begging me to return, don't expect me to spare you another glance!"

Then I turned away without hesitation, determined not to look at him even once more.

"Vivi! Hold on, wait for me!" Celicia shot Adrian one last furious glare before quickly running after me.

At the very moment I turned my back on him, the tears I had struggled so hard to contain finally rolled down my cheeks.

Adrian, I had loved you for two whole years, but from that very day onward, I would never love you again!