Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 528 He’s My Fiancé

Rosaline’s POV:

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With only a few days left before the fashion design competition officially started, Caden and I stayed in Fostrau, often going out for inspiration. I needed to produce several design drafts; after all, I couldn’t just rely on one outfit for the competition.

“Rosaline, how about I introduce you to someone tomorrow?” Caden suggested.

“Who?” I asked.

We were lying side by side on the bed, having just come back from outside. Hearing my question, Caden turned to me with a smile. “He’s an old friend I met here, a duke from the Fostrau Royal Wolf Clan. He’s a good guy, well–spoken. I think you’ll like him.”

“Sure,” I agreed.

The next day at noon, Caden took me out as promised. We drove to a mansion in the upscale district in Phoshire. Caden exchanged a few words in Fostrauean with the werewolf guard at the gate, who smiled and

let us in.

I had imagined. Instead of opulence, it was stylish with a simple black, white, and gray color scheme, accented with cozy, unique touches that made

coming down from the second floor. Approaching his 50s, he carried himself with the

the duke Caden wanted me to meet from

werewolf packs. This

leadership is hereditary, and since Duke Gerald ranks first among the 30 Alphas, he’s likely to

noticed me and his eyes lit up with curiosity and amusement. “Caden, who is this lovely lady? The last time you visited, you weren’t accompanied

eyes and smiled bashfully. Caden, obviously proud,

the Eclipse Pack,” Caden introduced me, then turned to Gerald. “And this is my good friend from Fostrau, the next–in–line Alpha of

chat. As we were talking, the door suddenly burst open, and a fashionably dressed young werewolf girl

two of us. Seeing me, she paused, then exclaimed joyfully, “Rosaline! It’s been so long! What brings you here today?”

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was equally delighted. “It’s you! It’s been

“Who is this?”

become the ruler of Fostrau’s werewolves, she’ll be the

few times when I ran my studio. We got along well and became friends, but I had no idea she was a future princess! Michelle, you

Rosaline. It’s so good to see you.” Michelle ran

up, but she kept