The Disdained Luna Who Rose Alone-Chapter 177 Unwelcome Visitors
Evelyn’s POV
I wrapped my robe tighter around me, ignoring the soft knocking at my door. After that confrontation with Calvin, I had no energy left to deal with Logan.
"Eve? Are you there?" Logan’s voice came through the door again, softer this time.
I remained silent, sitting on the edge of my bed.
After a few moments, I heard his footsteps retreating down the hallway.
A different knock came minutes later—three sharp raps I recognized immediately. Eryx.
I opened the door to find him standing there with a covered plate.
"You didn’t have dinner," he said simply. "I brought you something."
I stepped aside to let him in. "You didn’t have to do that."
"I promised Alexis I’d make sure you ate properly." Eryx set the plate down and removed the cover, revealing grilled steak with vegetables. He pulled out his phone and snapped a photo of me sitting down. "Proof for the little boss."
I picked up the fork. "How is she?"
"Good. She and Gary have been video chatting. She’s asking when you’re coming home." His expression softened. "She misses you."
I took a bite, surprised at how hungry I was. "This is really good."
Eryx leaned against the wall. "What happened tonight? Your clothes were dirty when you came back."
"I was attacked in the alley."
"What?" Eryx straightened immediately. "By who?"
"Some guy with a knife. At least, he was supposed to look random." I cut another piece. "It felt staged."
"Calvin?"
I shook my head. "No. He actually helped."
Eryx’s jaw tightened. "I’ll look into it. There are security cameras in that area."
"Do it quietly," I said. "We’re here for the land auction. Nothing else."
Another knock came at the door. Eryx moved immediately, positioning himself between me and the entrance.
When he opened it, Calvin stood there, holding a small container of medicine. His eyes widened at seeing Eryx, then narrowed when he spotted me. The marks from our fight were visible on his face.
"I brought something for the bruises," Calvin said.
Before Eryx could respond, Logan appeared in the hallway. His eyes took in the scene: Calvin at my door, Eryx blocking entry, me in my robe.
"Eve?" Logan stepped forward. "Are you hurt?"
"I’m fine," I said flatly, continuing to eat.
"She has bruises," Calvin stated.
Logan’s eyes narrowed. "What happened? Did he hurt you?"
"No more than I hurt him," I replied coldly.
Calvin placed the medicine container by the door. "Apply this before bed."
He turned to leave but paused when Logan spoke again.
"Eve, I brought something from my grandmother." Logan held out an elegantly wrapped package. "She insisted I give it to you personally."
The mention of Marcia made my appetite vanish. Instantly.
"Eryx, please take it," I said.
Eryx opened it, revealing an exquisite jade brooch. I recognized it immediately. The very brooch Marcia had worn the day she threatened me for "seducing" her precious grandson, declaring that even with all of Norse Pack’s territory, a wolfless Omega would never be worthy of being Luna.
"It’s beautiful," Logan said, expecting me to be pleased. "She thought of you when she saw it."
"I’m sure she did," I replied, standing up. "Logan, this isn’t a gift. It’s a warning."
His brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"
I walked to the door. "Your grandmother made it very clear years ago what she thought of me. This is just her reminding me to stay away from you."
"Eve, that can’t be right—" Logan started.
"It’s exactly right," I cut him off. "Goodnight, Logan."
Calvin had been watching this exchange intently. Without a word, he turned and walked back to his room.
"Take it. I don’t want anything from Marcia."
Logan looked stunned. "Eve, please talk to me. What happened between you and my grandmother?"
"Ask her," I said, stepping back. "Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve had a long day."
Eryx moved to close the door, and Logan reluctantly backed away.
Once the door was shut, my shoulders sagged.
Calvin’s POV
I stared at the documents spread across my hotel room table, my jaw tightening with each page I turned.
The investigation into Evelyn’s past in Duskwatch Bay had finally come back, and what I discovered made my blood boil.
While Evelyn had been studying in Duskwatch Bay, her mother had left her with the Eros Pack. Her mother’s pack, the Blues Pack, had once been the most powerful in Duskwatch Bay before going bankrupt and being absorbed by Eros Pack. Evelyn’s mother had only found safety after marrying Charles, the Alpha of Norse Pack.
Marcia, Logan’s grandmother, had put on a caring face around Evelyn. On the surface, she treated Evelyn with kindness, making her feel welcome. But behind closed doors, Marcia encouraged pack members to bully and torment her.
The situation worsened dramatically after Evelyn’s parents died. Once Evelyn became an orphan, Marcia’s cruelty intensified. Beatings. Humiliation. Isolation.
"Fucking hell," I muttered, throwing a file across the room.
Cyra growled inside me, his rage matching my own. "She was just a child. Alone."
No wonder Evelyn had fled Duskwatch Bay immediately after graduation.
No wonder she had agreed to my father’s proposal, anything to escape that hell.
Now I understood the deadness I’d seen in Evelyn’s eyes when we first met.
What I had mistaken for coldness had been the look of someone who’d survived abuse.
I immediately sent a mind-link to Beta Zeon.
"Alpha Calvin?" he answered immediately.
"The Eros Pack shipments at their docks, dump them in the ocean," I ordered, fury coursing through me. "And shut down those docks. Immediately."
"I’ll handle it right away," Zeon replied.
Marcia had another child besides Logan’s father, a daughter named Sophia who had married into the Hayes family here in Ravenshade.
According to Diana, Sophia’s life was miserable. Her husband, Nathan Hayes, kept numerous mistresses.
"One more thing," I added. "Get photos of Nathan Hayes’ illegitimate children from overseas. Send them to Sophia."
I ended the call and leaned back against the sofa. If Marcia continued harassing Evelyn, I wouldn’t hesitate to ensure the Eros Pack found itself under new leadership. After all, Gary, who was close to Evelyn, seemed to be Logan’s brother.
I stared out the window at the night sky, draining my glass of red wine. Marcia had no idea who she was dealing with.
A rhythmic knock came at my door.
I opened it to find Simone standing there, holding a folder.
"Alpha Calvin, these are urgent documents that need your signature," she said.
I didn’t take the folder. I never signed anything after drinking alcohol. Zeon knew this well, but Simone apparently didn’t. She had deliberately come at this late hour, wearing a dress noticeably tighter than usual.
My eyes turned cold. "Simone, if you can’t handle your responsibilities during normal working hours, perhaps you should visit HR for a different position."
Simone’s face paled instantly.
"I apologize, Alpha Calvin. It won’t happen again," she said hurriedly, pulling back the documents. "I’ll leave immediately."







