Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0137

Chapter 0137

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We arrived at the concert later than I had expected, but I had never experienced VIP access before and wasn’t quite sure what to anticipate. Instead of waiting in the long line that snaked around the building, we entered through a side door. Once inside, we ascended a set of stairs that led us to a balcony overlooking the stage.

The venue wasn’t a huge arena; it was a regular theater, which relieved me. Although I knew people would notice us and there would be some commotion, it was comforting to realize we weren’t surrounded by thousands of fans

-just a few hundred on the floor below.

Still, as we settled into our seats in the balcony, a wave of nerves washed over me, and Alexander must have sensed my unease.

“You’ve been quiet tonight,” he said, his voice low and observant.

“Am I?”

asked, trying to sound casual. “I’m sorry, I guess I’ve just been a little preoccupied.”

though the

assured him. “I just can’t stop thinking about ”

for me, as I let

“I can’t figure out the best way to draw

suggested. “He’s the alpha; it’s his responsibility to deal

in our midst. I couldn’t see a solid reason for not sharing my suspicions, especially considering David’s confession about poisoning me and Alexander’s discovery

he would stop at nothing to get his way, and if he perceived my father as an obstacle, he would try to eliminate him. It felt safer to handle it myself,

of this, but the words stuck in my throat. I stared at Alexander, wide–eyed, my mouth slightly parted, as I struggled to speak.

loud guitar drowned out my thoughts. Instantly, I was on my feet, stepping to the balcony railing to look down at the band thas

the opening act. They were loud and abrasive, and not very good, but I was grateful to them

to ask next; he could tell I was hiding something, and he wanted to know what. On

original timeline. I couldn’t reveal that this was tuy second chance. Even if he believed me, it wouldn’t change anything; it would only complicate the situation for him. So what was the point of saying

didn’t try to be heard over the blaring music; instead, he joined me by the railing, glancing down at the stage with obvious disinterest, likely due to how bad the music was. I did my best to pretend I was enjoying it, though