The sickened luna’s last chance

Ella

“What?” I sniffled, wiping at my nose with the back of my hand much to the chagrin of the nearby stylist, who looked like she was about to have a conniption as she rushed over to dab fresh powder on it.

“The camp I was sent to had… methods. Harsh methods, but effective.” Something dark flickered across Liam’s face, and for a moment, I saw a hint of a man who had suffered deeply at the hands of others. “But I did learn a few tricks for speaking under pressure.”

He looked around the room, his gaze landing on Lilith, who was arranging flowers in a vase nearby.

“Lilith!” he called. “Can you help us for a moment?”

Lilith set down her flowers and hurried over. “What is it, dear?”

“I need your help preparing Ella for the press conference,” Liam explained. “We’re going to simulate the chaos she’ll experience out there

Lilith looked confused but nodded anyway. “Alright. What do you need me to do?”

“I want you to be as distracting as possible,” Liam said. “Talk over me, walk around Ella, touch her shoulder, do whatever you can to throw her off Meanwhile, I’ll be hammering her with questions similar to what the journalists might ask.”

Lilith’s eyes widened slightly, but she nodded again. “I see. Alright, I can do that.”

I swallowed hard. “Liam, I don’t think-”

“Trust me,” he said firmly. “This is how they trained me. When I first arrived at camp, I could barely speak to anyone without having a panic attack–you know what I was like. The counselors weren’t gentle with me, and I’ll of course be kinder to you. But some of their methods did help. Obviously.”

Liam was right; when I had last seen him, he was a meek and socially anxious young boy who could hardly string twe words together with anyone except me. He was far different now; charming, outgoing, well–spoken.

The type of Alpha everyone expected him to be, even if his experiences had added a layer of darkness in between the facade and the boy inside.

I sighed. “Okay. I don’t think we have enough time to make a difference at this point, but I’ll give it a try.”

“Luna Ella,” Liam began, “can you tell us why you and Alpha Alexander kept your contract a secret from the public?”

I opened my mouth to answer, but then Lilith started humming loudly, circling around me and occasionally poking my shoulder or arm. The sudden sensory overload made my mind go blank.

“I… um…” My throat closed up. “We didn’t intend to-”

“Is it true that your father received monthly payments as part of this arrangement?” Liam interrupted.

Lilith bumped into me from behind, causing me to stumble forward. “Sorry, dear!” she said, momentarily breaking her character.

“Answer my question, Luna Ella.”

“Yes, but-”

acting as if you love one

my face growing hot. Lilith was now walking in circles around me, her humming growing louder, occasionally brushing against my arms or

she even flicked the back of my head. I couldn’t

shaking my head. “No,

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clapped her hands right by my

am I supposed

said. “The press conference will be chaotic–cameras flashing, people shouting questions over each

can’t do

again,” Liam insisted. “Deep breaths. Focus on the question, not

fired off more questions. But the more we practiced, the worse I felt. Each question seemed to trip me up more, and Lilith’s distractions

is it true that you and Alpha Alexander are

poked me in

“1–we–that’s not-”

any truth to the rumors that your marriage is a

was impossible. I was going to make a complete fool of myself in front of the press. I was going to ruin whatever chance Alexander had of becoming Alpha King, and

the room had gone quiet. Looking up, I saw that a

own household staff scrutinizing me, let alone hundreds

“Enough.”

voice cut through the room. The crowd parted as he stepped

his face as he glanced at Liam.

trying to prepare her

off.

blinked. “What

I could finish, Alexander moved beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me against his side. The sudden contact made my breath catch in my throat.

touch.

hammered in my chest, and I couldn’t help

said to Liam, his arm tightening around me.

his eyes flicking to the spot where Alexander’s arm was wrapped around me. Finally, he turned to me. “Luna Ella, why did you and Alpha Alexander decide to keep

opened my mouth, expecting to stumble over my words again. But something strange happened. With Alexander’s arm around me, my mind suddenly went quiet. The chaos around

deceive the public, but some matters are personal, even for

the monthly payments

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answered smoothly: “Our packt have always bewn

gently. Was that a silent sign of approval? It was ironic–the man who had caused me

all he had done was put

firing questions and me answering