The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Alexander & Ella

Alexander

The phone slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor, but I hardly noticed it. All I could hear was my wolf howling Alfi could feel was hit dhe at my ribcage so violently that I had to grip the arms of the chair to keep myself seated.

Ella. Mate.

Black fabric clung to her body, the front dipping so low between her breasts that I could see the top of her abdomen. The back was almost completely open, revealing the smooth expanse of her skin all the way down to the dimples of Venus just above…

Goddess.

She looked completely different from the woman I’d brought to the store. And the way she was looking at me, almost challenging me, left my mouth dry and my heart pounding.

I’d always known Ella was beautiful, of course–extremely beautiful. I may have been keeping my distance from her, but I wasn’t blind. Her beauty was also one of the reasons why I kept my distance, because I knew if I stared too long, I might give in to the temptation of marking her despite her potentially being my enemy.

But I’d never seen her like this before. The red dress at the banquet had been over the top, yes, but this was something else entirely–sexy, alluring…

scandalous.

With her hair cascading down her back and her chin lifted, she looked like a bird of prey. Proud and elegant, yet utterly alluring.

For a moment, all I could picture was her laying on our bed beneath me in that dress, hair spread out on the pillow like a halo, calling my name as kissed my way down that plunging neckline.

Or maybe she would move on top of me, digging those claws into my chest, head thrown back, mouth open.

It didn’t matter. All that mattered was getting to taste her skin, feel her body beneath me, and finally claim what was fated to me.

“Mate, måte, mate,” my wolf repeated. “Mark her. Claim her. Make her ours.”

The urge to sink my teeth into her neck was so strong I could hardly control myself.

This woman was dangerous. If I wasn’t careful, she would make me forget everything that meant anything.

needed to regain

down. I leaned back

“You can’t wear that.”

Ella

Alexander’s reaction quickly

chest. This only served to push my breasts up higher, and I watched

repeated, leaning down

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exactly? It’s a party. And last I checked, I’m an

in Alexander’s jaw. “You’re a Luna. You have

Your precious campaign.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, but only because we were in public and one slip up could ruin everything. “Sorry, I forgot that

Alexander’s voice was low, ensuring no one else could hear us. “Pick another dress. There are plenty nice ones here. I’ll even buy you two if

like this dress,” I said

reasonable.

disrespected me in public, Alexander. I think that gives me the right

at me, and I knew his resolve had begun to crack. But he murmured, “Look, we

on me and it makes me feel confident. I’ll pay for it myself

about

done letting you dictate what I can and cannot wear. You tried to do this at the last banquet, too.” I straightened my spine. “In fact, if

face went red. Whether from anger

moment, we just stared at each other, neither

muttered. “Get the

surprise show on my face. Had I actually won this argument? I had expected more of a fight. But Alexander just turned away and

go pay for it,” he said, standing

I hardly recognized myself–flushed cheeks, bright eyes, standing tall and confident in a dress

clothing. And I knew I could have very well backed down and chosen one

it wasn’t really about the dress. It was about standing my ground for once in my short life. It was about choosing what I wanted rather than what others expected. It was about embracing my femininity, my confidence, my sexuality without letting anyone else trample

time since our marriage, I had stood my ground and gotten exactly what

I held onto the little things. I could help Alexander with his campaign, but that didn’t mean I needed to be his meek little

could still

to the party. Despite my… complicated relationship with my father and stepmother,

the forest paths I knew like the back of my hand. My