Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Nora wanted to say it aloud: “I don’t want to be this Luna anymore.”

In truth, even without today’s humiliation, she had been ready to leave long ago.

But what would be the point of saying it now? Arnold had never cared for her words, never listened to

her explanations.

To him, her voice had always been white noise, easily dismissed.

Her burnt fingers betrayed her resolve, and the tray slipped from her trembling hands. The delicate cups shattered against the floor, the silver liquid pooling like spilled tears across the tiles.

Arnold’s expression darkened as his gaze bore into her. “Are you losing your temper with me?” he demanded, his voice sharp with irritation.

Before Nora could respond, Linda, ever the picture of composure, stepped forward with a saccharine

smile.

“Now, now, dear,” she cooed, placing a calming hand on Arnold’s arm. “I’m sure she didn’t mean it. Don’t be angry…

Nora’s lips curled into a pale, brittle smile, one that barely concealed the bitterness simmering beneath. Her voice was steady, each word deliberate and clear.

“No, I didn’t mean to lose my temper,” she said, her tone devoid of warmth. “I just don’t think you two deserve the tea I made.”

Arnold’s glare sharpened, but before he could respond, Nora turned on her heel.

Without waiting for the fallout, she walked to the elevator, ignoring the furious murmurs that followed her.

Inside the restroom, Nora ran her burned fingers under the cold stream of water.

The sting of the injury was nothing compared to the ache constricting her chest.

She reached into her bag, pulled out a small tube of ointment, and began tending to her wounds with practiced efficiency.

her life had been filled with creative

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Chapter 9

from a domestic expert. Thit marriage

approval, and that of his family, she had transformed from a spirited

into a

burns from cooking. Yet none of

her finger, a small tear escaped her eye.

on the adhesive tugged at her

first–aid supplies for her child?*

of energy and

nights bandaging his wounds, soothing his tears.

would only remember her as

Alex would whimper, favoring the woman who offered comfort without

substance.

Linda never cleaned his wounds properly, leading to infections that left

that side of the story. He only saw Alex’s tears and blamed her for them. “You’re careless,” he’d

her heart hardening. “I’m leaving them.

her wounds treated, Nora left the restroom, her steps firm. She reached the elevator and waited, staring at the closed doors.

group of

of the way!” one of them barked. “Our future Luna

their abruptness, but she stepped aside as the employees gushed over the supposed “Luna.”

whisper. “It’s rumored that Alpha is already engaged to her. She’s the only daughter of the Snow Moon

him.”

is gorgeous. Although… doesn’t she look a little

his gaze fell on Nora, his brow furrowing as he studied her

his observation, the elevator doors opened

her beauty drawing every eye in the room.

by the adoring staff, she glided past, her

further aside, unwilling to draw attention. Yet one staff member, still unsatisfied,

her sleeve.

more! Don’t get too close to Ms.

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