Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 142

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.

Alpha, Cara. My dream is not on that throne. All along,

says earnestly."... Especially not now that there

mean me, yet, with his steady gaze on me, I feel that is exactly what

status within this pack-which is exactly why I need to hide my identity, prove myself under another name,

a female like me, would face in a pack like this,

as excellent. Why isn't it him?" I

far superior to

just your

Eamon smiles. "You've

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him for

to express how much pride and gratitude fills me,

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being the

truly considered this as a

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

I

"Ready?"

moment, and then notls toward

event.

"Yes,"

I tell him.

gradually becomes

don't know what will happen tonight or any night after this,

my way

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