Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0131

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Still, the idea lingered–just a faint hint of suspicion that I couldn’t ignore. I’d have to look more closely into her and see what I could learn.

In the meantime, though, I focused on the task at hand. I did genuinely want to surprise Alexander, and these butterscotch cookies were going to be delicious.

“Keep stirring,” Bethany instructed, patting my shoulder. You want everything to be well mixed.”

I tried to focus on Bethany’s instructions, but my mind kept drifting back to the unsettling possibility that someone had been poisoning my food.

There was one night in particular that stood out–the last time I’d truly felt connected to my wolf. I remember getting violently sick after a dinner party at my home, where David and Amanda had been guests. It was possible that one of them had slipped something into my meal.

Or perhaps David had bribed someone to do it, just as he’d paid the barista to poison my coffee a few days ago.

The memory of that night sent a chill through me. I’d been so sick afterward, barely able to get out of bed for days. My weakened state had masked the gradual fading of my wolf, so it never occurred to me then that the illness might be connected. But now, it felt all too obvious.

the space instinctively, putting together delicious–looking appetizers for dinner tonight. I couldn’t help but consider

my side–someone who would notice

her joy, and I could probably arrange for her to work independently from the head chef. My parents rarely denied me anything, so

cookie tray into the oven, already feeling a flutter of anticipation as I thought of Alexander’s arrival. He’d said he’d barely make it in time for dinner due to a meeting, yet just the thought of him being here made my pulse quicken, pushing all other worries

him in ways I couldn’t control. Tonight was sure to be… challenging. Not only

afford to let anyone think there was anything less than steady ground between

didn’t know you

lips curving into that familiar smirk. In one hand, he held a bouquet of fresh flowers; several elegant gift bags hung from

are you doing here?” I asked, still processing

extending the bouquet to me. “I

you.”

him, their fragrance wrapping around me. You’ve certainly succeeded,” I murmured, feeling warmth rise to my cheeks as I brought the bouquet

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