Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

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Alexander Poy

Standing in front of the cameras again, It was easy to snap back into my public persona. By now, It was second nature to me. After all, I had been Alpha of my own pack since I was relatively young

Even before then, my father had made me join him for pre conferences to get me used to the spotlight. At the time, I hated it, but in hindsight, it had been beneficial.

Sometimes, I wondered if he had known I would have to take over the pack early. But the accident that killed him had been so bizarre, so sudden. Unless he’d had some kind of premonition, he couldn’t have seen it cotning

Then again, after the conversation I just had with Ella, maybe premonitions weren’t such a ridiculous thought. Stranger things had certainly happened.

Alpha Roman took the lead in answering questions. After all, he was the one who had put in the real work. A project like this could have easily taken twice as long without his constant dedication.

“When do you think the project will be operational?” one of the reporters asked.

Alpha Roman answered. “It will take some time to construct, but we’re hoping that by the middle of next year, we’ll be providing power to both the Lake Pack and Rowanwood.”

the solar farm to

early expectations conservative,” he responded. “But if things go well, we can expand and provide electricity to other packs

Black,” a reporter called out. “What’s your involvement in this

fixing a practiced smile onto my face as I

provided assistance in the planning and research process. After all, the original idea was Ella’s, and I’m happy to support my wife in any way.”

land this farm will be built on was forfeited to the Rowanwood Pack because of your

me before stepping

part of a pre–wedding agreement between our packs,” he answered. “It would have felt disrespectful to attempt to keep it after things between

began shouting more questions–none of which had anything to do with the solar

bolt of anger shot through me, and I clenched

can direct any questions about my wife to me,” I said, my

my composure. I always tried to be careful. But in that moment, I couldn’t help myself. The crowd of reporters fell silent

Ella’s father stepped

firm, “I’d like to thank you for your time. You can contact our press offices for any further

but we ignored

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