The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Ella

The restaurant was packed with the elite of Ashclaw. Every table was filled with pack members. in their finest clothes, all pretending not to stare at us even though I knew they were all glancing at us out of the corners of their eyes. I could practically feel their eyes burning holes into my neck as we made our way to our table.

Alexander pulled out my chair with a flourish, leaning close to whisper in my ear, Everyone’s watching.”

“Smile.

I plastered on my best Luna smile, the one I’d perfected over five years of pretending. Lately, it felt like even more of a mask that was too tight stretching and cracking across the scowl I was wearing underneath.

As we settled into our seats, I couldn’t help but compare this charade to our chess games in the hospital. Those moments had been surprisingly… real. Alexander’s smile had been radiant, his laughter like music to my ears.

Nothing at all like the fake

easier. It was still difficult, but not nearly as painful as this. Almost as if those rare moments of happiness in the hospital had made me realize all the more exactly what I

waiter appeared with menus a moment later. His eyes immediately flitted to my neck, where the fake mark was still on prominent display. “Good evening, Alpha, Luna. May I say, it’s an honor to serve you

he was dying to say something. The whole tri-pack area was buzzing with the news by now. They were all wondering why I hadn’t been seen with a mark in five years, only to suddenly step out in public with one the very same day the media

mark,” he finally blurted out, then immediately flushed. “I’m sorry, Luna. That was

I had rehearsed what I should say if anyone mentioned the mark. I took

said softly. “I’ve always been a bit… embarrassed by it. That’s why I covered it with makeup for so long. But I’ve realized now that all those pictures came out that it was silly. It’s

It’s beautiful. A mark is evidence of mates loving one another. It’s the most natural

Chapter 105

me with an expression that would appear absolutely adoring to anyone watching. Anyone except me. “Yes,” I agreed, turning back to the waiter. “I

showing it proudly,” the waiter said, beaming

him, maintaining my smile until he left to give us a moment with the menus. If only he knew the truth, I thought bitterly. If only he knew