The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 274

Ella’s POV

I found Anya still sitting in her room after I left Alexander. She was still clutching the remnants of her beautiful red curls, now perched on the edge of her bed. Tears streamed down her face and her eyes were red–rimmed and puffy from crying.

The sight of such a sweet girl looking like that made my heart shatter all over again. And to think that it had happened all because she was competing for a man like Alexander… But I tried not to focus on that because I knew it would just make me angrier than I could manage.

“Come here,” I said, pulling out the small pair of scissors I’d taken from the kitchen. “Let me fix this mess.”

Anya looked up at me with those big, tear–filled eyes. “You’d really do that for me? I thought about going to the hairdresser, but I spent all of my remaining paycheck on the dress they cut up last night, and I don’t get paid again until—”

“Sit down.” I offered her what I hoped was an encouraging smile and patted the stool in front of the small vanity. “I can’t guarantee a stylist’s cut, but I think we can make this work.”

I spent the next hour carefully trimming and shaping what was left of her hair. Eventually, the jagged mess turned into a cute pixie cut that actually suited her incredibly well. It enhanced her big eyes and her round face, making her look like a beautiful starlet from a black and white film.

stepping back to admire my work.

turned to look at herself in the mirror, and her face lit up as she

The short cut gave her

set the scissors aside and said, “I’ve decided to stay in the trial, by

with her mouth agape. “Really? You’re really staying? Oh, Stella, this is wonderful! We can help each other through the rest of

“If you’re going to be staying in the trial, I think you deserve the truth.” I took a deep breath. “Alpha Alexander said that whoever wins will be Luna in

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I spoke, waiting for her reaction. Deep down, part of me hoped she’d be horrified by the revelation. That she’d realize what a

have done a very long

through what I had. Only eighteen years old and falling for a man who saw her as nothing more than a political prop. Spending years trying to earn his love only to realize it was never going to happen. I wouldn’t wish