The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270

Ella’s POV

I shot to my feet, suddenly realizing how this looked. I was a random woman who barely knew Liam’s old friend, and I was talking to her grave. How much had he overheard me say?

“I…” I cleared my throat and forced a smile. “I was just paying my respects to the late Luna.”

To my relief, Liam’s expression softened. “You came all the way out here just to visit her grave? You must have been closer than I thought.”

“Well, with this whole Luna Trial thing… I thought it only appropriate that I visit.” That wasn’t entirely a lie.

Liam’s face fell at the mention of the Luna Trial. He nodded and walked forward, kneeling to place the bundle of flowers he’d brought next to mine. “Gardenias,” he said, brushing his fingers across the white petals. “The closest thing to cherry blossoms that I could find at this time of year.”

My heart cracked at the mention of cherry blossoms. Liam knew what I liked. He always did—more than anyone else, except perhaps Lilith.

“I told Alexander she should be buried under the cherry tree in the gardens,” he went on, looking up at me, “but he said it’s too close to the house. Something about safe burial practices, but…” He shrugged. “I think he just couldn’t stand to see the place she used to sit turned into her grave.”

I couldn’t admit that to Liam, of course, but I was glad for it. I didn’t go there often now–it would make it too obvious if I spent all of my spare time in my old favorite spot–but I still looked at the

tree from time to time with a softness in my chest.

If I had to look out at my own grave every time… I wasn’t sure if I could handle it.

“I’m sure she’d be very happy being buried here, with her pack,” I pointed out.

Liam looked a little relieved at that. “I’d like to think so, too. She was always loyal to her pack- Stormhollow or Ashclaw, it didn’t matter. She was a good Luna.” He cocked his head at me in that familiar way he always did. “You’re running in the trial, right?”

I nodded stiffly, and Liam went on, “I hope whoever wins does her justice. She left big shoes to fill.”

My throat bobbed. Hearing Liam talk about me like this made everything so much harder. I wanted to tell him everything. Tell him that I was right here, that I wasn’t really dead, that he didn’t have to grieve for me or say such kind things that I might not have even deserved.

But I couldn’t. The farmer’s face flashed through my mind. The newspaper clippings Lilith had shown me. All those people dead because she’d told them the truth.

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Chapter 270

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I couldn’t do that to Liam. I wouldn’t.

“I’m sure she appreciated having a friend like you,” I managed to say instead.

“I hope so.” Liam stood up and brushed off his pants. “I just wish I’d been there more. Especially toward the end. You always think you have more time, and you let the unimportant things–like work

get in the way of what truly matters.”

It was true; Liam and I hadn’t seen each other much in the months following the Alpha King election. He’d been busy traveling the territories with the Alpha Council, and I’d been busy preparing for a baby that, unbeknownst to me at the time, would never truly know me as his mother.

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