Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Sarah wanted to say it aloud: *I don’t want to be this Luna anymore.*

In truth, even without today’s humiliation, she had been ready to leave long ago.

But what would be the point of saying it now? Arnold had never cared for her words, never listened to her explanations.

To him, her voice had always been white noise, easily dismissed.

Her burnt fingers betrayed her resolve, and the tray slipped from her trembling hands. The delicate cups shattered against the floor, the silver liquid pooling like spilled tears across the tiles.

Arnold’s expression darkened as his gaze bore into her. “Are you losing your temper with me?” he demanded, his voice sharp

with irritation.

Before Sarah could respond, Linda, ever the picture of composure, stepped forward with a saccharine smile.

“Now, now, dear,” she cooed, placing a calming hand on Arnold’s arm. “I’m sure she didn’t mean it. Don’t be angry…”

Sarah’s lips curled into a pale, brittle smile, one that barely concealed the bitterness simmering beneath. Her voice was steady, each word deliberate and clear.

“No, I didn’t mean to lose my temper,” she said, her tone devoid of warmth. “I just don’t think you two deserve the tea I made.”

Arnold’s glare sharpened, but before he could respond, Sarah turned on her heel.

Without waiting for the fallout, she walked to the elevator, ignoring the furious murmurs that followed her.

Inside the restroom, Sarah ran her burned fingers under the cold stream of water.

The sting of the injury was nothing compared to the ache constricting her chest.

She reached into her bag, pulled out a small tube of ointment, and began tending to her wounds with practiced efficiency.

Once, her life had been filled with creative pursuits..studying diplomacy, sketching intricate designs for clothing.

She’d been far from a domestic expert. But marriage had demanded a different version of herself.

To gain Arnold’s approval, and that of his family, she had transformed from a spirited teenager into a dutiful wife, mastering every household chore.

that transformation: needle pricks from embroidery, burns from cooking. Yet

around her finger, a

on the adhesive

first–aid

energy and curiosity, forever scraping knees or bumping

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spent countless nights bandaging his wounds, soothing

And yet, he

remember her as

so much gentler,” Alex would whimper, favoring the woman who offered comfort without substance.

wounds properly, leading to infections that left Sarah rushing him to the

never saw that side of the story. He only saw Alex’s tears and blamed her for

of that matters now,* Sarah thought, her

treated, Sarah left the restroom, her steps firm. She reached the elevator

doors.

was jolted aside when a group of staff members suddenly pushed past her.

one of them barked. “Our future Luna is

blinked, stunned by their abruptness, but she stepped aside as the employees gushed over the supposed

said in an excited whisper. “It’s rumored that Alpha is already engaged to her. She’s the only daughter of the Snow Moon Pack’s Alpha.

“She really is gorgeous. Although… doesn’t she look a little like-”

fell on Sarah, his brow furrowing as he studied her face.

the elevator doors opened with a

her beauty drawing every

she

draw attention. Yet one staff member, still unsatisfied, tugged at her

Don’t get too close to

a fleeting moment, Linda’s confident mask

nothing. She had no

corridor, one of the staff members sighed dreamily.

It’s like the Moon Goddess herself blessed her. Don’t

only deepened the curiosity

“you look a bit

kept her expression neutral. *If

She was her sister by blood, the illegitimate daughter of Sarah’s father, the Alpha of the

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