The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 5

Ella POV

I couldn’t help it. That damn bond, that fucking perfect form of his-it made my body react in ways I didn’t want, made a throb form between my legs that I couldn’t tamp down because of the way he had my thighs spread.

All it would take was for him to move aside the robe, unzip his trousers…

Suddenly, the door swung open.

“Alpha, the first guests are arriving for the banquet-”

Gabriel’s voice cut off abruptly as he saw our compromising position. I jerked my head up just in time to see the Beta’s face turn beet red, and he quickly whirled around to avoid looking.

“I apologize for interrupting, but the first guests are arriving. They’ll be expecting you soon.”

The moment had passed, and Alexander coolly sat up, then slid off the bed and tugged his button-down on. “Tell our guests we’ll be down shortly.”

We. As if we were a real couple who had been really about to make love.

As if any of this wasn’t a fucking joke.

Gabrial nodded and quickly left. I sat up, pulling the robe tighter around myself, and tried to keep my expression as neutral as possible. I couldn’t tell if Alexander had felt the same physical reaction I had to our closeness or if he was just manipulating me, and I decided it was better if I didn’t try to find out.

“I’ll go get ready,” I said, standing.

“No need.” Alexander finished buttoning his shirt and strode over to the door, grabbing his suit jacket on the way out. “I’ll send someone to bring you a dress. Since you enjoyed using my suite so much to get ready earlier.”

I blinked, but nodded tightly.

the doorknob, but hesitated, glancing over his

full of shit,” he said. “Try all the tactics you want,

that, he

few minutes, feeling both satisfied that I’d successfully frustrated

door. I opened it to find the same

a dress, Luna,” she

the silky red fabric flowing down and

I first married Alexander, thinking that he would want me to dress sexy-before I realized that I was expected to dress more modestly

to the sort of

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was dying anyway, why not just

Alexander POV

six years ago, leaving Ashclaw

knew their death wasn’t

who may have been involved-one of which being Stormhollow. Ella’s pack. I still hadn’t gathered enough evidence to be certain, but I was actively searching

found out Ella was my fated mate, and why I had worked so hard to avoid developing any real love for her, even going so far as to place her bedroom

marry my fated mate for the sake of my pack. But if it came down to discovering that Stormhollow was responsible for my parents’ death, then I couldn’t risk being held

a woman stop me from persecuting those who had taken my parents

I maintained careful distance, adhered to a strict no-intimacy contract, avoided her at all costs, and was even outright cruel to her

today, when she had suggested a divorce, I had snapped. I

lost in my thoughts that I had forgotten where I was

she takes the blame, it won’t hurt your image. You’ll still be able to win the election-it might even help you in the long run. Create a narrative

My jaw ticked.

know about this mysterious illness she claimed