The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

My father.

I hadn’t seen him in person for months, but he didn’t hug me or smile like a normal father might do. Rather, he took my wrist and pulled me slightly off to the side. “What are you wearing, Ella?” he hissed. “This sort of dress is hardly befitting a Luna.”

When he began to remove his jacket to cover me up, I held my hand up to stop him. “I’m fine. I can wear whatever I want.”

My father’s blue eyes flashed. “What has come over you?” He then gestured to the drink in my hand. “And you should know better than to drink alcohol when you’re actively trying to get pregnant.”

I almost laughed at that. Sure, I used to do everything in my power to make Alexander love me and want to have a family with me, but now I just wanted to live.

“And such a strong drink, too,” an all-too-familiar voice chimed in. Sophia. She was wearing a feminine white gown that was perfectly tasteful with just a touch of sexiness, her brunette hair pulled back into an intricate updo. “Well, I suppose Luna Ella will finally be joining the adults tonight.”

I held back the urge to say something nasty in front of my father. But when Gabriel stepped forward and reached for my drink, saying, “The Luna must have made a mistake when she ordered. I’ll go get her something more appropriate,” I snapped.

I yanked my drink away, a little liquid sloshing out over the rim. “I’m not a child,” I hissed. ” And I’m not a broodmare. If I want a drink, then I’ll have a damn drink.”

My father, Gabriel, and Sophia went silent.

None of us had expected me to snap like that-not even me. It was so far afield from my usual self that it had felt like someone else was speaking the words. And yet it felt so… Right.

For so long, I had watched everything that went into my body for the sake of not only having a perfect figure, but also being a perfect incubator for a child that would likely never come.

I ate light. I exercised. I avoided alcohol. I had weekly facials, spent thousands on personal trainers, tried every diet plan in the book, had even considered surgical options for a better face or body a few times despite never having the guts to go through with it-and for what?

All I got in return was a death sentence and a husband who didn’t even care when his Beta and childhood friend were infantilizing me in my own home.

By now, several people had stopped talking and were watching the confrontation with wide eyes. My father’s jaw worked. Gabriel just stared at me. Sophia looked like she had sucked on a lemon.

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Chapter 7

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For a moment I considered running away and hiding in shame, but I knew if I did that, then I would be doing the opposite of what Lilith told me to do, and I would be no closer to Alexander divorcing me.

I had to save my wolf. I had to save myself.

I had to live.

Calmly, I said, loud enough for the nearby onlookers to hear, “Are you three done tormenting me, or do I need to throw a fit like the child you think I am?”

My father glanced nervously at Alexander and leaned in, dropping his voice to a whisper. “Be. careful, Ella.”

“Or what?” I kept my voice even and clear. I wanted people to hear me. “Alexander will divorce me? Good; I hope he does.”

Gasps rippled around me. My father looked like he’d been shot in the chest, and physically reached up, clasping his hand over his heart. “Ella, watch what you say in public!”

I suppressed a little smile of satisfaction. Suddenly, Sophia said, “Alexander, see how she humiliates you? And you really want this woman to be your wife? If she wants you to reject her so badly, then why not do it?”

Only then did I look at Alexander, and I was surprised by what I found. He looked furious, yes, but there was more to it than that.

There was that look of pain again. As if my words had struck him where it hurt the most.

I braced myself, waiting for him to finally reject me. I had finally given him a proper reason, what with all these eyes on us-I had publicly humiliated him, aired our dirty laundry for everyone to see. He could easily do it and no one would think worse of him for it.

Maybe I had succeeded. Maybe I would be okay after all.

But then, to my surprise, Alexander rushed forward and closed the distance between us in two long strides. Before I could react, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for an embrace.

“Reject you?” he asked, laughing. “Why would I do that, darling?”

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