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The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60

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Chapter 60

Ella

“What’s that?” Alexander stepped forward to peer over my shoulder at the invitation.

I shrugged and held it out to him. “Just a party at Stormhollow hosted by my father and stepmother. I assume you won’t want to go.”

Alexander took the invitation and was silent for a moment as his eyes scanned it. Neither of us had attended an event in Stormhollow since the wedding, but not for lack of invitations; Alexander never wanted to go, and as his Luna, it wasn’t a good look for me to go alone.

If I didn’t go, then he wouldn’t go. So I never returned to the home that I lived in throughout my entire childhood.

This time, though, I decided it would be different. If I only had a year to live-assuming nothing worked out the way I hoped and my wolf never returned from dormancy-then I wanted to visit my old home just in case.

Just one last time.

Alexander glanced up at me. “Are you going?”

I nodded. “I think I will.” I lifted my chin, silently challenging him to tell me I couldn’t go since he had no intention of attending.

But to my surprise, he simply said, “Very well. I’ll go with you.”

My mouth fell open. “You… what?”

“I’ll accompany you,” he repeated, tossing the invitation onto the foyer table. “It would look strange if you went alone. People are already talking.”

So this was about appearances again. The happy couple act for the sake of his campaign. At least I wasn’t naive enough to expect anything else this time.

Yet despite knowing this, I couldn’t quite squash the flutter of happiness in my stomach at the thought of Alexander accompanying me to my parents’ house. It would be the first time we’d ever visited them together as a couple.

Later that night, as Alexander was showering, I found myself staring at the open closet, contemplating what to wear to the party.

Nothing felt right. Most of my clothes were conservative, elegant pieces befitting a perfect Luna. High necklines, modest hems, subdued colors. The only formal dress I had that I really liked was the red one I’d worn to the banquet, and I didn’t want to wear the same thing again. The rest were clothes chosen to make me look proper and respectable, not to express who I actually was.

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Chapter 60

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But who was I, really? The scared teenage girl who’d been married off to a man who didn’t love her? The perfect, obedient Luna who never complained? Or the woman I was becoming now, the one who stood up for herself and kissed her husband in front of a crowd of journalists?

I pulled out dress after dress, holding each one against my body before tossing it aside. Nothing seemed to reflect the person I wanted to be now. It all belonged to a version of me I was trying to leave behind.

“What are you doing?” Alexander’s voice made me jump, and I turned to find him standing behind me, dressed in his pajamas. Thankfully, he wasn’t shirtless tonight.

“Just trying to figure out what to wear to my parents’ party,” I said, turning back to face the mirror. I held up a burnt orange dress with a high neckline and long sleeves, then shook my head and tossed it aside before reaching for another on the rack.

Alexander’s gaze shifted to the pile of discarded dresses on the floor, then back to me. “None of those work?”

“They’re all… I don’t know. They don’t feel like me anymore.”

To my surprise, Alexander didn’t scoff or tell me was being ridiculous. Instead, he said, “I could take you shopping tomorrow. For a new dress. To make up for what happened at the movie theater.”

I blinked. “You want to take me shopping?”

“Gabriel ruined your dress. It’s only fair that I help you replace it. It’ll come out of his paycheck, of course.” He paused, then added, “Besides, it would look good for us to be seen out together again. Especially after what happened tonight.”

And there it was. The real reason. Not because he actually cared about my feelings or my ruined dress, but because it would benefit his campaign.

A small, dangerous part of me had softened at his offer, but I quickly hardened it again. I couldn’t keep doing this to myself-this constant cycle of hope and disappointment. Alexander wasn’t going to change. He wasn’t suddenly going to fall in love with me.

I needed to stay focused on the plan: help him get through the election without any issues, get divorced, awaken my wolf, and then live my life on my own terms. No more fantasies about a happily ever after with my fated mate.

The next day, Alexander drove us to an upscale boutique in the center of town. The moment we stepped inside, the saleswoman recognized us and practically tripped over herself to assist

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