Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0212

Ella POV

“The castle,” Elizabeth said for at least the third time in the last five minutes, her voice full of awe. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to get to visit.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t already,” I admitted, glancing at her with a smirk. Elizabeth, the only daughter of the Alpha King, had access to places most people could only dream of. If anyone should have been able to walk through those gates without a second thought, it was her.

The fact that Alexander had managed to secure the venue when no one else had was… curious. I had no trouble believing that he and Christopher Slater had crossed paths–two successful businessmen and eligible bachelors were bound to end up in the same circles.

But Alexander’s hesitancy when it came to Slater was hard to miss. There was more to their history than he let on, but I didn’t push him on it. Whatever it was, he would tell me when he was ready–or not at all. I could live with that.

What mattered was that Alexander had spent the last few days coordinating closely with Slater to make everything perfect, and I could see the weight of it in the set of his shoulders and the tightness around his eyes.

People didn’t realize how much effort went into planning a wedding until they were in the thick of it, and Alexander had stepped up in ways I hadn’t expected, shouldering burdens I hadn’t even asked him to. I appreciated it more than I could say.

tone edging toward mock indignation. “I had to find out from the invitation. Just like everyone else! I

replied, rolling my eyes but smiling fondly. “I wanted it to

said, a teasing grin spreading across her face. “You could’ve given me

a bold choice, one that would undoubtedly draw attention, but it also felt right. It was timeless, elegant, and distinctly different from anything Amanda could

wandering through the bustling streets of the capital, browsing boutique after boutique in search of the perfect dress for her to wear to the wedding.

It worked out for the best, though–it was

at her

and his parents sent in

adoring smile, “I know,” she said, a

haven’t you?” I

her cheeks tinged pink. “I have. I

mouth. “You what?” I asked, my voice pitching higher in

glittering display of gowns before us. “So Damian