Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 7 Don’t Expose Me

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When I came out. Caden had already finished his speech and was talking with some senior Betas from Eclipse Pack.

I couldn’t be bothered to approach him Instead, I stood off to the side, sipping my wine, when Eleanor suddenly spotted me. She walked toward me quickly, like a predator eyeing its prey

Looking at the wine in my hand, she warned me. “Rosaline, don’t wander off. Stay put and don’t embarrass. the Eclipse Pack”

I stared at Eleanor’s face, regretting attending this event just out of boredom.

I wanted to snap back, but before I could say anything. Wendy showed up, flanked by a few haughty female wolves

Wendy strutted over, all grace and elegance as if the earlier incident in the restroom had never happened.

She cozied up to Eleanor, then turned to me with a bright smile. “Mrs. Eleanor, this must be Caden’s fiancée! Ms. Sinclair, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

I almost gagged. In terms of pretending to be innocent and prim, Wendy was a master of her craft.

Eleanor shot me a glare, then smiled at Wendy. “Wendy, don’t bother with her. She’s just an Omega from Frostmoore, unrefined and clueless about any manners.”

“It’s fine. Mrs. Eleanor. By the way. I’ve heard that Ms. Sinclair is exceptionally talented. There’s a piano on stage–how about a little friendly competition?” Wendy’s eyes sparkled with mischief.

The entire room had been buzzing with whispers from the start of the celebration. All of them were rumors about me being an incompetent Omega from Frostmoore. Where had Wendy heard about my supposed talent

She was clearly trying to humiliate me.

Wendy walked confidently toward the

eyes turned to

moment to scan the room with a smile, then gently pressed

listen, and, I’ll admit, she played

finished, the crowd

a bright smile.

wolves

you just going to stand there? Don’t tell me you can’t play the

women raised their voices deliberately, making sure everyone around us could hear,

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she shot me a disgusted look.

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was being humiliated, but she thought the problem was with me

feels like performing for tips. But since

glass down on the edge, and addressed the room. “Since Ms. Crawford wants a competition, I’ll

and a melody rich with emotion poured from my hands, fillin banquet

thought she could embarrass me, but she

the

passed grade ten in piano when I was ten years old. After

were going to be disappointed. No one in the Werewolf Continent

the crowd was entranced. People on the dance floor began moving in time with the music, and the entire atmosphere in the

they could tell that my performance far outshone Wendy’s. And not