The sickened luna’s last chance

Ella

“Remember,” Lilith said as she stood beside me in the dusty mirror, “always refer to him as ‘Alpha‘, and always curtsy when you enter and leave the room he’s in. Oh, and don’t look into his eyes for too long.”

I pursed my lips, turning this way and that to inspect the subtle blue dress Lilith had loaned me today. It fit perfectly on my new body, although it was still difficult to get used to being two inches taller and a little more slender than before.

And although my new hair and eyes were striking, I didn’t like looking for too long because they were just

a reminder of the situation I was in now.

Once, I was the lady of this house. Even when Alexander and Gabriel had both treated me like dirt under their shoes, the staff had always deferred to me. I was the Luna of Ashclaw, whether anyone liked it or

not.

But now I was a nanny.

No. I wasn’t even a nanny yet. I was just a rogue applying to be a nanny. A face in a sea of other faces. Worst of all was the fact that I still didn’t even fully recognize my own face. How could I be certain that

Alexander would choose me over someone else?

Taking a deep breath, I turned to Lilith. “I never realized there were so many rules to being a servant,” I

pointed out with a small, wry smile.

Lilith’s face softened. “I was in the same position as you when I was reborn all those years ago. Having to go from being a respected pack leader to the lowest of the low. But you get used to it, and it’s not all bad.” She smiled forlornly. “Besides, it’s sort of nice going unnoticed. Less pressure.”

or titles anymore. All that mattered to me now was

needed me.

to the front of the house, where, to my surprise, lines of cars were parked in the driveway–and not for a funeral this

the parlor was packed

elegant.

an application to be the Alpha King’s next wife rather than

handsome, and any woman with half a brain would be flocking to him now in the hopes of him noticing her. I tried not to let my jealousy take

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if Alexander was truly even grieving me. The last time we had spoken, he had made it abundantly clear that he didn’t trust me. He still thought I was a spy after everything, and he had gone so far as

couldn’t help but think about Sophia’s confession. She claimed that Alexander was truly a bad man, that he had horrible intentions for

out her claims. Not until I had tangible proof. So for

right now, though, I needed to focus on getting this job so I could be close to my son. Nothing else mattered until

women, hoping to just get through the interview without incident. No one seemed to notice me, and if they did, it was only for a moment–likely believing that I was another servant

voice drifted across the room, making my

was saying airily. “We’ve known each other since we were kids, and I love his son already as if he were my own. But I insisted on going through the regular application process because I

up, spotting her sitting in the window seat in the corner, dressed elegantly in a burnt orange dress with her brunette locks piled high on

amongst the other

smile and laugh with the other women. Sophia certainly didn’t need a job, seeing as how wealthy her family was; was she really

the truth that day after all. Maybe

thought softened me somewhat, but

decided to keep one eye on

she lifted her head before I could slip away and

me from across the room. Her eyes swept over me, taking me in from head to toe before