“This isn’t just another gathering…It’s being held by the royal family, specifically the princess. Which means, everything needs to be perfect,” he stated firmly. “You will need to
look perfect.
Claire gave me a kind smile and stepped forward. “Nice to see you again, Evelyn.”
I felt my cheeks flush slightly with embarrassment over the fact that I wasn’t currently wearing one of the outfits her team had specially designed for me. I hadn’t meant for it to come off as any sort of insult to her or her abilities as a designer. It was just that I always felt safer and more comfortable in my own clothes.
“Nice to see you too, Claire.”
I glanced back at Alexander with a questionable look. I already had a decent enough idea as to what was going on but I wanted to hear it from him directly.
“Claire is here to create a whole new set of dresses for you for these kinds of events,” Alexander explained.
My chest tightened. I knew I should have already anticipated this…God, at the rate I was going, I was going to need a whole new closet for more clothes that I was never planning on wearing. Having lived around staff and
servants for most of my life, I never considered it to be a necessity.
I blew out a long breath. “Is it necessary?” I dared to ask.
“Yes.”
“Claire and her team have already made a ton of new clothes for me to wear, surely there is something that I can wear from that – “
“This is not up for debate,” he stated firmly back.
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from letting out a series of rude remarks. Regardless of how intimidating he was, I felt as though I was due more of an explanation and reason behind this excessive display of high social status.
Alexander gave me an even look and let out a long breath. “As the strongest warrior among the Alphas in this region, this is my first time having a Luna. And I am going to ensure that her public image will be the best among all the Lunas there.”
I wasn’t going to lie…I had a hard time
believing the man’s sincerity. After all, this was coming from the same man who would barely speak to me on a daily basis – yet he wanted to make sure that I was visibly going to play the part of the Moonstone Pack’s Luna.
As usual, I didn’t have a choice in the matter. I guess it was stupid of me to assume that Alexander would have appealed to my personal preferences, even in a situation like this.
“Fine,” I muttered coldly.
Alexander appeared somewhat taken aback by my response. Maybe he was expecting me to put up more of an argument? I didn’t know. All that I was certain of was that I was going to be placed into another dress and appear as someone that I truly wasn’t. Yes, I was the Luna of the Moonstone Pack. But beneath that was my actual identity as Evelyn Silverwood.
A woman that not many, if anyone, cared to know or acknowledge.
The tension in the room grew thick and I could sense that Alexander was looking to
leave.
“Well, in that case, Claire, you have my preferences in mind. I’m sure you don’t need me to stick around here,” he said.
I bit back a sneer and rolled my eyes. And just like that, he was gone.
Alexander may have been a master strategist who did everything with a particular goal in mind, but this whole situation felt like it possessed a hidden double purpose. He’s never put his two cents into my physical appearance before, why now? Why this particular event?
One way or another, I was determined to find out why.
[Evelyn’s POV]
The personal fitting with Claire had gone off without any further issues. Once Alexander had left, much of the tension had gone with him.
Claire offered me a kind, reassuring smile. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m going to make sure that you’re the best-looking Luna at that gathering.”
I tried to return her smile but my worry toward the gathering was just too great to ignore. Honestly, when all of it was said and done, the dress didn’t matter. Nor the shoes. Nor the jewelry.
Anyone could look like they belonged at a Luna gathering. It all depended on the clothes one would wear.
Dressing the part was one thing…However, acting the part of the sophisticated and dependable Luna was a complete other.
This wasn’t just any other gathering. The royal family was the one hosting, which
meant the pressure was twice as heavy on my shoulder.
Normally, Claire and I would fall into numerous deep conversations while she would be fitting me for my clothing. Not this time. There were far too many thoughts that were occupying my mind and I knew I needed to do something about them.
What if I ended up saying the wrong thing? What if I accidentally acted out of turn? Oh, God. What if I made a fool of myself in front of the literal Alpha King??
The mere thought of the possibility made me shudder internally. There had to be something I could do to settle my nerves and ease my worries…
There has to be a way for me to learn basic social etiquette skills before the gathering.
There was no point in lying to myself, when it came to social cues, I knew very little. The whole prim and proper image that most women were meant to stick to, for someone in my particular status, never suited me.
I was never the stand-still and quiet type. Yes,
I knew when to be respectful and to whom; however, I wasn’t the kind of person to sit back and do nothing. I wanted to make a positive change in whichever pack I was with. I wanted to discover new ways to help people and make them feel secure.
Wanting to be hands-on in my pack was a considerable strong suit. Unfortunately, it was also my biggest downfall. There had to be a way for me to learn how to tamper down my attitude…
“Alright that should do it,” Claire announced with a satisfied look.
I hardly glanced at myself in the mirror. The dress was far from being completed. But from the current looks of it, it was set to be one of the finest pieces I had ever worn.
“Thank you, Claire.”
“Do you want to take a look at any of the jewels that Alexander has pre-selected for you?” she asked.
Not really. What I really needed to do was start up on some personal research.
I forced another smile. “I don’t think so,” I told her. “I trust you and Alexander have chosen the right pieces to go with the dress.”
I stepped off the platform and readjusted my clothes. By the look on the designer’s face, I could tell that Claire was a bit put off by my refusal. After waving her goodbye, I left the drawing room with the intention of heading to a place where I knew I was going to find what I needed to help me.
The library.
…
“Good God, what the hell was I thinking?” I muttered under my breath.
Kingston Hall must have been home to at least three dozen books on basic proper etiquette for young men and women. The problem was finding the right one that really applied to me. I spent the last several hours pouring over various texts in hopes of finding at least something code I could follow when in social settings.
All I wanted to do was ensure that I wouldn’t make a fool of myself or Alexander. But my
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