The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 236

Ella

“Remember,” Lilith said as she stood beside me in the dusty mirror, “always refer to him as ‘Alpha‘, and always curtsy when you enter and leave the room he’s in. Oh, and don’t look into his eyes for too long.”

I pursed my lips, turning this way and that to inspect the subtle blue dress Lilith had loaned me today. It fit perfectly on my new body, although it was still difficult to get used to being two inches taller and a little more slender than before.

And although my new hair and eyes were striking, I didn’t like looking for too long because they were just

a reminder of the situation I was in now.

Once, I was the lady of this house. Even when Alexander and Gabriel had both treated me like dirt under their shoes, the staff had always deferred to me. I was the Luna of Ashclaw, whether anyone liked it or

not.

But now I was a nanny.

No. I wasn’t even a nanny yet. I was just a rogue applying to be a nanny. A face in a sea of other faces. Worst of all was the fact that I still didn’t even fully recognize my own face. How could I be certain that

Alexander would choose me over someone else?

Taking a deep breath, I turned to Lilith. “I never realized there were so many rules to being a servant,” I

pointed out with a small, wry smile.

Lilith’s face softened. “I was in the same position as you when I was reborn all those years ago. Having to go from being a respected pack leader to the lowest of the low. But you get used to it, and it’s not all bad.” She smiled forlornly. “Besides, it’s sort of nice going unnoticed. Less pressure.”

“I hope you’re right,” I said softly. Frankly, I really didn’t care about fancy dresses or galas or titles anymore. All that mattered to me now was being close to my son and being there to protect him if he

needed me.

Once I was ready, I carefully snuck out of the cellar and around to the front of the house, where, to my surprise, lines of cars were parked in the driveway–and not for a funeral this time.

When I entered the house, I found that the parlor was packed full of women. All young, all beautiful, all

elegant.

This felt more like an application to be the Alpha King’s next wife rather than a nanny.

But truthfully, I couldn’t blame them. Alexander was young and handsome, and any woman with half a brain would be flocking to him now in the hopes of him noticing her. I tried not to let my jealousy take hold of me as I thought of any one of these women becoming the future Luna.

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For a moment, just a moment, I wondered if Alexander was truly even grieving me. The last time we had spoken, he had made it abundantly clear that he didn’t trust me. He still thought I was a spy after everything, and he had gone so far as to lock me up in my own home.

Furthermore, I couldn’t help but think about Sophia’s confession. She claimed that Alexander was truly a bad man, that he had horrible intentions for me and our child and even that he’d burned my childhood home down on purpose.

I didn’t trust Sophia as far as I could throw her, but I also couldn’t entirely rule out her claims. Not until I had tangible proof. So for now, I had to accept the notion that one of these women could take my place in a heartbeat.

For right now, though, I needed to focus on getting this job so I could be close to my son. Nothing else mattered until then.

I kept my head down as I made my way through the crowd of women, hoping to just get through the interview without incident. No one seemed to notice me, and if they did, it was only for a moment–likely believing that I was another servant and not an applicant.

But then a familiar voice drifted across the room, making my footsteps slow.

“Oh, Alex and I go way back,” Sophia was saying airily. “We’ve known each other since we were kids, and I love his son already as if he were my own. But I insisted on going through the regular application process because I wanted it to be fair. I told him he shouldn’t play favorites.”

A gaggle of women cooed in response to Sophia’s words. I snapped my head up, spotting her sitting in the window seat in the corner, dressed elegantly in a burnt orange dress with her brunette locks piled high on top of her head.

She looked beautiful, even amongst the other finely dressed women here.

I furrowed my brow as I watched her smile and laugh with the other women. Sophia certainly didn’t need a job, seeing as how wealthy her family was; was she really just applying because she loved Lucien?

I wondered, briefly, if she had been telling the truth that day after all. Maybe she was trying to stay close

to Lucien because she didn’t trust Alexander. The thought softened me somewhat, but I still couldn’t be

sure. I decided to keep one eye on her from now on just in case.

Sophia must have felt me watching, because she lifted her head before I could slip away and locked

gazes with me from across the room. Her eyes swept over me, taking me in from head to toe before her

lips curved into that familiar saccharine smile.

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