Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0249

Kane POV

"I will be two minutes," Connie purred, attempting to sound seductive as she swept into the fitting room, trailed by an assistant whose expression screamed frustration. It was well past closing time, and this exhausted employee clearly wanted to go home. And fuck did I get it. "Don't you think, that if you liked THESE dresses that much, you would have bought one eight hours ago?!" I whined loudly, although I felt I deserved a little moan after Connie had trailed me around every shopping centre and boutique all damn day. Just so my delusional mate could search for the 'perfect dress' for this insane Luna ball that she was throwing for herself.

"No, of course not!" Connie giggled as I sat here, depleted, still in my suit, hungry and beyond exhausted; I fully understood the employee's frustrations as I found myself back in the very first shop we had visited this afternoon. Although, hopefully, it was the last store of the night because I still had pack work to get to before I could hit the hay.

"Good luck," I mouthed to the young girl; she rolled her eyes at my 'mate' and followed her.

"Don't miss me too much." Connie tried to coo to me as she slipped inside the curtained booth.

"I'll try," I silently snorted. Groaning in resignation, I slumped down on a sofa strategically placed in the centre of the shop's plush viewing area. With its lavish decor and quietly exorbitant price tags, the store resembled a bridal boutique more than a simple dress shop. "Baby?" Connie called out a moment later. The way she used that word made my skin crawl. I wasn't her baby, but nonetheless, I played the part, forcing out a begrudging.

"Yes?"

"Don't you think your parents should be more interested in this ball?" Her voice was needy and drawn-out, like she was stretching each word to its breaking point. Closing my eyes, I sucked down all sarcastic remarks that I felt toying on the tip of my tongue. "Why do you say that?" I asked, trying my best to sound interested in whatever imagined slight she was grappling at.

their Luna. They should want to support me." she muttered through a

you know," I tried to explain, but she scoffed dismissively, not letting

for... Lottie." The way she pronounced Charlotte's name my princess's name-tightened my back, and a surge of anger rose within me, but I fought to keep it under control. Now wasn't the time or place. "What do you mean?" My tone came out sharper than I intended, edged with the strain of keeping my temper in check. Not that she seemed to

bet." She complained, her tone laced with jealousy. Closing my eyes, I slowly counted to three while I listened to her moan

hasn't offered

In frustration, I grabbed decorative pillow from the sofa and screamed into it, muffling the sound of my vexation. "Maybe it's because I don't need babying." She tried to reason with

pierced through the fabric, questioning and

to show my anger. We had been dragged around for hours,

give in to her than listen to her moan and complain any

find out that all this time, it turned out she just wanted one of my mother's dresses... boy, was I fighting

would be a nice gesture, wouldn't it? It's not like it's a big ask," she replied, her tone oblivious to the

not yours to demand," I stated, trying to keep my voice

it's important that your family shows they accept me?" She emerged from the fitting room in another extravagant gown, her eyes searching mine for any

at her really looked at