#Chapter 239 – Luna of the Kensington Pack

“Wait, Evelyn,” he stutters. “Why? You worked so hard –“

“I know,” I confirm, nodding.

“And you’ve done so many great things in your work as a therapist –“

“It’s true,” I say, raising my eyebrows. “I did manage to use my therapy practice to break up Victor Kensington and Amelia Jones, which I think anyone will agree was a triumph –“

He blinks at me in shock and then bursts out laughing. I snicker along with him, relieved. It’s a serious subject, of course, but we needed a little laugh so we could both remember that we’re on the same team. After all, I’ve thought this out – I just need to get him on board.

“It’s not that I want to give up my work helping people, Victor,” I explain as he reaches out a hand and traces his fingers delicately down my arm. “I still want to do good in the world – I just think I can do more of it as Luna, rather than as a therapist. Does that make sense?”

Slowly, Victor shakes his head. “You’ll have to tell me more of what you’re thinking, Evelyn,” he confesses. “Because all of the Lunas I know are…mothers and party planners. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but –“

“No, I understand,” I say, nodding. “But I don’t think that it has to be that way. I think that Lunas have largely taken those roles because their Alphas required them to, because they didn’t want them to do anything else. In some ways it was a mark of respect, I think, to have a Luna live like a queen in a castle, petted and cared for, but –“

I bite my lip, looking up at him. He looks quietly down at me, listening carefully. “But,” I continue, “I think that given the choice, most Lunas would have made different choices. I don’t want to be your party planner – I want to be your equal. I want to lead this pack with you.”

Victor takes a moment to move downward on the bed, bring his face level with mine. “You are my equal, Evelyn,” he states seriously. A happy little thrill runs through me to hear him say it. It doesn’t seem like much, but in this world, where Alphas are in charge and Lunas fall in line? It’s significant. “I hope I never gave you any reason to doubt that.”

“Well,” I confess, raising a hand to stroke his hair. “You did give me a little reason to think that when you told me I was nothing more than your sons’ surrogate…”

I see him grimace with shame then, and his eyes fall away, unable to hold my gaze.

until he looks at me again, “in the past couple

“You’ve made me see the world in a different way, and I’m just sorry it

lips. “Or else we women would have thrown

huffing a little laugh. “At least I served as eye

to runt his pack with you, Victor,” I say, earnest. “I don’t want to take over parts of your job, I want to do my own things. Like, I want to start a center for women to go to, especially Rogue ones,

nodding along as I tell him my

a good mate to you. I want to concentrate on these projects

I feel his words resounding in his chest as well as hear them. “If that’s what you want, then I think that’s amazing. And I’ll support you in

so I can

and to be free to go wherever you want, when you want. I don’t want you to give that independence

simply solved,” I say,

eyebrow, inviting me

“The first salaried Luna –

laughs then, throwing his head back,

eventually!” I continue maniacally, “the Lunas will bankrupt all of the Alphas with our salary demands, and that’s how we’ll take over the

to agree to my scheme

I could do really wonderful things as the Luna of

aloud, turning the words over in

bank accounts,” I say with a

as my wife,” he retorts, and I smile, anticipating a joke, “you would of course have access to a very small portion of the pack accounts, but certainly not all of them – I have to hold a great deal of money in reserve for the purchase of important manly things, like helicopters, and whiskey, and

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