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.”

I really didn’t care about fancy dresses or galas or titles anymore. All that mattered to me now was

needed me.

carefully snuck out of the cellar and around to the front of the house, where, to my surprise, lines of

I entered the house, I found that the parlor was packed full of women. All young, all

elegant.

an application to be the Alpha King’s

was young and handsome, and any woman with half a brain would be flocking to him now in the hopes of him noticing her. I tried

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just a moment, I wondered 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 to lock me up in

he had horrible intentions for me and our child and even that

claims. Not until I had tangible proof. So for now, I

so I could be close

without incident. No one seemed to notice me, and if they did, it was only for a

familiar voice drifted across the room, making my

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

gaggle of women cooed in response to Sophia’s words. I snapped my head up, spotting her sitting in the window seat in the corner, dressed

looked beautiful, even amongst the other finely dressed

need a job, seeing as how

wondered, briefly, if she had been telling the truth that day after all. Maybe she

didn’t trust Alexander. The thought softened me somewhat, but I still

one eye on her from now on just in

must have felt me watching, because she lifted her head before I could

across the room. Her eyes swept over me, taking me in from