The sickened luna’s last chance

Alexander’s POV

I felt drawn to Stella that night. More drawn to her than I probably should have been… But after last night, I couldn’t help but feel a strange connection to her, and it wasn’t going away.

Especially not when she looked like that.

The dress made her look like a goddess. It fit her perfectly and in all the right places, and it brought out the fact that sometimes, she really did look like a Luna.

She held herself like one, too–back straight, chin lifted, that natural grace that couldn’t be taught. The way she smiled at the guests, the gentle curve of her lips, the demure laugh she let out when she was talking to someone.

It was exactly how Ella used to carry herself. Before everything happened that led to her being taken from me forever.

I’d reached her booth before I’d fully decided to walk over. Stella glanced up and our eyes met. For just a second, I saw surprise

flicker across her face before she smoothed it away.

“Alpha Alexander,” she said, inclining her head slightly and looking out over the crowd rather than at me. I couldn’t entirely blame her for not wanting to look me in the eye after what happened–I had fucking thrown my arms around her and pulled her into bed because I’d been dreaming of Ella.

honestly surprised that she was still Lucien’s nanny after that, let

an impressive dress,” I said,

the young Omega standing beside the donation box, who looked like she might pass out

acknowledged.

I turned

“Yes–well, Stella helped. We

beads made the tips of my ears redden. That damn bead that led

are very talented. I wish you’d told me sooner;

lit up.

that the girl was hired for menial tasks, like laundry and cleaning. With talent like this, she

across her face like it was that much of a shocker that I’d give an employee a promotion based on their skills. But she quickly

been on edge all day, practically clawing at my insides every time I caught sight of Stella across the room.

event, but my eyes kept wandering to her. My

Ella’s. And last night… When she’d left my room, my wolf had insisted that he’d scented her while I was