Okay, now, this is something I do not want to do. Why do I want to invite people to come into our territory to ridicule us more?
“And why do I want to do that?” I asked, and she smiled, dropping a royal blue gown on the bed.
“This is perfect,” she triumphed and twirled to me.
“Because you are the Luna, and that is part of your duty, I know you do not love the spotlight, but this is something you need to do to show that the night howler has an active and willing Luna.”
She explained well, and I could see the reason why she would want me to do it.
“Okay then, what do we start from?”
She raised her hands again in triumph, “you just get dressed, and I will set a schedule of things we need to do. I will also call Ramona. She will help us get some of the important contacts and speed up the process. We are already way behind the schedule.” She spoke so excitedly.
“Who is Ramona?” I asked, still trying to process all the information at once. All these were still so new to me, and I needed to get the details one step at a time.
“Oh, Ramona, ” she chuckled a bit. “She is the Alpha’s personal secretary. She can be a lot at times, but she’s competent to get the job done.”
That reminds me of Becca and how overly stressful she could be, but she gets the job done all the time.
“Oh, then, let’s get her and start. When is this party scheduled to hold?”
“Tonight!!!”
I exclaimed. I wasn’t sure how exactly they wanted me to fucking pull off such a great task in the space of a couple of hours. And being the first event I would be throwing as the Luna, I know that all eyes would be on me, and most of them would be anticipating my failure.
“I don’t think I can pull it off,” I clamoured.
“Of course, you can. I will be here to help every step of the way,” and that was enough motivation I needed to get inspired. Then I realized that Becca wasn’t a handmaid to me; she was more like my friend. And though I had not fully learned to trust her. I feel I could divulge some fairly innocuous information to her and see if I would get some quality advice. After all, she was here when my sister was still Luna, and in comparison to this. I feel she is in the best place to tell me what to do.
“What is it, Luna?” She asked when I was done taking my bath and now seated before the mirror, my thoughts were far, and I couldn’t honestly tell what bothered me the most. Was it this ridiculous unplanned party I was about to throw? Or the fact that I had not seen him this morning?
“I am sure we would be able to pull it off, don’t worry,” she tried again to assure me. She used the hairbrush to gently stroke my hair which was temporary curly from the long bath I had just taken.
“That’s not it,” I confessed and finally decided to tell her. “Alpha Alex did not sleep here last night and had not even come in to check up on me this morning. I am worried I might have pushed him away with my attitude,”
“Hmmm,” she exhaled. ” I noticed he didn’t sleep here too. I wanted to ask but decided that it was none of my business.” She paused and took the hand dryer to plug it into a switch, and began to blow drying the hair.
“And I also heard rumour of the quarrel you two had in the dining room,”
Oh shit!!! We are now the talk of the pack. I shouldn’t have let myself be carried away and have such a conversation in the dining room, knowing well that the wall had a lot of ears.
“Yes, we did. I had also gone to apologize,” I paused and thought of my idea about an apology. I had gone to seduce him to have sex with me and had ended up picking up another fight with him. That wasn’t really an apology.
“Well, I think you two need to really take time out and go on a vacation or a mini honeymoon. Considering the situation you both were in that led to this marriage, there is a need to do a lot of alignment, else you will never see eye to eye,”
For the first time, I agree totally with Becca. We had both jumped into this thing with unresolved trauma hunting us from the past. I might not want to fall in love with him, but there is a need for peace. I think we need to have our honeymoon.
Alexander’s POV…
I woke up early in the morning to the ray of the sun reflecting in my eyes. This must have been one of the most uncomfortable sleep I have had in quite a long time. I was about to stand up when I quickly recalled that I was supposed to be crippled.
“Good Morning,” a familiar voice sang as I was still trying to shake myself back to reality.
I looked in the direction of the now opened window blinds, and Caleb was standing there, already dressed with one of his renowned smiles on his face.
“When I saw Edwina heading down here as I was going back to my room, I thought you two would have made up, and you wouldn’t have to sleep on that uncomfortable couch.” There was this slight tone that I could tell he was teasing me, but it was too early to get humorous for me. My back is still suffering from the pain caused by the couch. This couch wasn’t designed for a six-foot, four inches tall man to sleep on.
“Well I messed it up again and this time I am not sure she will kiss me again,” the word came out of my mouth before I could restrict it from doing so. I could see a smile form on Caleb’s face. He can be so cocky with his smile.
“So what do you want right now from her, because something tells me you just dived into something you weren’t really sure of the outcome and now don’t know the way forward,” he spoke as he headed to where my wheelchair was and rolled it for me. If only he knew I didn’t need it in order to move. I don’t know why I am still hesitant to reveal that truth to him. I trust Caleb. Honestly, I do, but I don’t know why I am still hesitant.
“I think I have some unresolved trauma with Sonia, and it is causing me a great deal in my marriage with Edwina. I don’t trust her, and it isn’t because she has given me any reason not to but simply because of my trust issue that was birthed from Sonia’s betrayal,” I spoke sincerely. This was the first time I was openly speaking my truth, and it finally felt right to come to terms with it. I have been pretending to be strong all this while and act like Sonia’s betrayal wasn’t a huge blow on my face and ego as an Alpha, then my Luna could she right under my nose and not fear the consequence. No wonder I am considered a joke all around the realm.
“Do you want to go see Sonia and, this time, have an actual conversation with her?” He asked, and I nodded in agreement.
***
Throughout the ride to the prison, I could feel the tension in the air. It was heavier than the last time I had attempted to speak to her, maybe because this time, I knew I was actually going to speak to her, and there was no backing down from it.
It was crazy that I could be scared of this common act when I had engaged in wars.
I decided not to go to the room before leaving to avoid seeing Edwina because I wasn’t sure what I should tell her or the explanation that I should give to her about the way I had been acting.
I took my bath in Caleb’s room and got my clothes brought to me. I knew I had to fix all this mess because, by evening, we ought to be appearing together at the party she would be throwing to honor the new Beta wolf; another thing I feel so bad about. I should have told her about it before making the decision or even announcing it to the public. As my Luna, she deserves to be accorded such a high level of respect. But she most likely saw it in the paper or heard about it from Becca. Ramona had called me to inform me about Edwina’s plan to throw a party. I realized my mistake then.
The car came to an abrupt stop as we reached our destination. I then realized that I had been absent-minded throughout the trip to the penitentiary.
“We are here,” Caleb announced as he rushed out to help me get into the wheelchair, but the guards had already rushed out to help me. I hate feeling this helpless. But I think I need to keep this act going for a little while. I know it would help me and be worth it in the end.
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