Chapter 50

Leo's POV:

I was restless. My attempts to reach Elizabeth had been futile.

She had moved out of her old apartment and refused to answer my calls.

It wasn't about love or caring, but about duty.

She was supposed to be at my side, fulfilling her role as Luna at this prestigious event.

Dalia, my sister, looked at me with pity.

"If Elizabeth won't forgive you, you might be alone forever."

I had once been ashamed to have Elizabeth as my Luna, especially among werewolves who

scrutinized her lack of a wolf.

I had preferred Aria, but now I miss Elizabeth terribly.

Aria clung to my arm, her presence a constant reminder of what I had lost.

When I pushed her away, her surprise was evident.

The Alpha of the Oceanheart Tribe Nicholas, who had been in the middle of a serious discussion with me, was visibly upset.

"Well Mr Leo, you know a lot of your actions might have some serious consequences" he said bitterly.

"Consequences, like? I questioned back

"I have heard you are quite at peace with the border situation these days. Never think that it's always going to be the same. There can be a lot of tension on the border "

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This disgusted me beyond the core "so you will disrupt the peace? I got furious

To which he replied "if it is needed" He pointed with his eyes towards Aria.

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excused myself and headed

flowers, I spotted a figure on a bench, moving rhythmically as if

piano.

taken aback to see Elizabeth, looking every

left me

whisper. She looked up, her eyes wary and

her voice

didn't expect to see you here," I

was calm but

to learn she was performing

work and deal with a lot of trouble

some extra money.

said, trying to be sympathetic as I knew becoming my Luna would be a good way for her

if you become my Luna again, you'll save yourself a

Luna was exhausting too," she said, a sad laugh escaping her lips. "Do you what it was like to wake up early every day, prepare your breakfast, handle pack matters, and manage everything in our lives?" Her words hit me hard. I had been oblivious to the demands of her role, focused only on my own

Elizabeth

indicating we would

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under the soft lights, its polished surface reflecting the faces of the audience seated in

every whispered word

could feel the weight of their eyes on me, pressing down like a tangible force, but I steeled myself, my fingers

moment-a moment I had

first notes rang out, delicate and clear, and the

enveloped me, flowing through

of faces staring at me,

was alone with the music, with the spirit of the composition

and my escape.

in the crowd, her face

the floor, the noise

blurted

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