Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 0142

Cara's POV

Eamon had such kind words for me and my dress, but he himself is also stunning in his white fitted suit with golden trim along the collar and cuffs.

He wore a red vest under his white jacket, with a golden crest of the BloodyMoon pack emblazoned upon it.

The gold in the white gives him a sort of regal air. He looks every bit the king that he is.

"...That's a handsome suit,"

I tell him during our walk to the ballroom. "A suit fit for a king. And you're the best king, my brother."

Eamon laughs at my compliment. "Thank you! But Trust me, Cara. Of the two of us, I am much less regal in appearance!"

"I disagree," I say.

"Then perhaps we should get one of these suits fitted for you," Eamon says.

...What?

He means that I...?

I glance at him in surprise. My feet stop as that same surprise takes over my entire body.

Eamon had mentioned this topic to me in the past, but I could never quite bring myself to believe that I could really take that seat...?

"What are you saying, Eamon?"

"I think you know," Eamon shrugs.

good fit to be Alpha, Cara. My dream is not on that throne. All along, I've just been following my father's

looks into my eyes and says earnestly."... Especially not now that there are more fitting candidates walking among

steady gaze on me, I feel that

a very traditional pack. She-wolves have never held high status within this pack-which is exactly why I need to hide my identity,

difficulties a female like me, would face in

just as excellent. Why isn't it

"You are far superior

"......I'm just your

more than that," Eamon

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look at him for a

express how much pride

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being the

this as a

of such an honor. Though, as I'm sure this is just a suggestion, not a

Eamon thinks I can

"Ready?"

silently for a long moment, and then notls toward the building that holds the

event.

"Yes,"

I tell him.

gaze gradually

don't know what will happen tonight or any

my