The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 211

Ella

Planning a date turned out to be more complicated than I’d expected.

Over the next two days, I found myself sneaking around the mansion whenever Alexander was gone, which was most of the time. He was often so buried in Alpha King business that he likely wouldn’t have noticed my preparations even when he was home.

It was strangely sort of fun at first, putting together a date like this. I tried not to think about whether or not Alexander would even want it and instead focused on the creative aspect of making sure everything was perfect.

But every time I thought I had everything figured out, I realized there was something else I didn’t know about my own husband, and my enjoyment started to turn into frustration.

I started with the easy stuff. Food. I had to question the cook to find out what sorts of food Alexander liked, I discovered that he actually liked simple things–grilled meats, fresh bread, nothing too fancy. I could handle that. I spent that very afternoon in the kitchen with the cook, learning how to make his favorite sandwich. Roast beef, sharp cheddar, mustard, no mayo.

Next came the blankets and pillows. I dug through the linen closet until I found the softest ones we owned, then spent way too long trying to figure out which ones would look romantic without being completely obvious. Did we even have romantic blankets? What the fuck did that even mean?

Lilith, who was sitting on the edge of the bed watching me lament over cushions, let out a soft laugh.” You’re more into this than I expected.”

I shrugged and tossed a small throw pillow aside. “I want it to be perfect.”

Lilith tilted her head. I could sense her intrigue, although I appreciated that she didn’t press the matter.

Every time I looked at her, though, I still couldn’t help but think about the evidence that had been left in the bathroom at the coronation. Lilith had told me that she didn’t leave the note or the envelope, indicating that it must have been someone else.

But who? And why? Alexander mentioned that Gabriel had been demoted for negligence, so was it him? Or was it someone else?

I shook my head, dispelling the thoughts as I looked away. No. Now was not the time to be thinking about conspiracies. I had a date to plan and a husband whose trust I wanted to earn.

now, pillows and

us warm and a couple of down pillows. Nothing fancy, but

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on to candles. Alexander seemed like the type who’d appreciate something that smelled like pine of cedar, not flowers. I found a few scents that were

feeling pretty good about my progress. I had the food sorted, the atmosphere planned,

had no idea

bedroom putting together a playlist, that I had absolutely no idea what kind of

seen him listen to music on a handful of occasions, and never for long. And if he did listen, it was

fucking embarrassing. What kind of wife didn’t know what

a marriage that

have. Music was such a basic thing. Couples were supposed to know stuff like that about each other. They were supposed to have songs that meant something, playlists they’d made together,

I had

built on a contract and no love. We had a few nights of incredible sex and a baby on the way. We had paint–stained clothes and inside jokes about

didn’t

stupid. Maybe I was trying to force something that wasn’t there, creating intimacy where

I had an

to music anywhere, it would be in his private office where no one could judge his choices or interrupt his

for a meeting an hour ago and wouldn’t be back until late afternoon, which left me

down the hall to his office like I was in a spy movie, and after the fact that he’d told me he thought I might be an actual spy, it hit a little close to home. But I slipped in anyway, surprised to find that the door was unlocked, and

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