The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70

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Chapter 70

Ella & Alexander

Ella

“Oh! Alpha Alexander!” My father quickly yanked his hand away, the tips of his ears reddening despite the warm smile that spread across his face. “I didn’t know you were coming tonight.”

Alexander tilted his head. “Were you just about to hit my wife?”

“Oh, that? I was just messing around,” my father laughed. “We were having a discussion, that’s all.”

Alexander’s eyes had gone cold. “Didn’t seem like ‘messing around’ to me.” He glanced at me. “Ella, were you joking?”

I quickly shook my head. Alexander turned back to my father and took a step closer. My father, despite being a large man, backed up against the wall in fear.

“Ella knows I would never-”

“Maybe you don’t understand,” Alexander cut my father off, “but if anyone-and I do mean anyone-lays a finger on my Luna, they’ll find themselves missing more than just a hand.”

My breath caught. My father’s face paled. “N-Now, Alpha Alexander, there’s no need for threats. This is a simple misunderstanding between a father and daughter.”

Alexander finally took a step back, only to slide his arm possessively around my waist. The sudden contact made me jump, but I quickly relaxed into his touch. His warmth seeped through my dress, instantly soothing me more than I expected.

“Now, I think I’d like a moment alone with my mate,” Alexander said before guiding me away.

I let him lead me through the crowd, grateful for the escape. My pulse was still racing from the confrontation with my father, although Alexander’s sudden and unexpected arrival- combined with the way he jumped to my defense-made it spike even further.

We ended up in a small room off the main hallway. Alexander closed the door behind us, muffling the sounds of the party.

“Are you alright?”

I nodded, trying to push down the strange flutter in my chest at his concern. “I’m fine. This isn’t exactly new behavior from my father.”

Alexander frowned. “What do you mean?”

“He was always strict when I was growing up,” explained with a shrug. “When I didn’t meet his expectations, which was often, he would… lash out. It’s not a big deal. Even if he had

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slapped me, I would hardly feel it anymore.”

Something dark flashed across Alexander’s face then. He stepped closer, his hand lifting toward my cheek-the same cheek my father would have struck-before he seemed to catch himself. His fingers hovered in the air between us for a moment before he lowered his hand.

“That’s not acceptable,” he said quietly. “No father should ever hit his child.”

I looked away, as if that would do anything to hide the blush that suddenly rose to my face.” What are you doing here anyway? I thought you weren’t coming.”

Alexander sighed, and the sound took me by surprise-there was something in it that sounded almost like exhaustion. “There was an emergency with the Oxfords. Sophia was…” He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. It’s resolved now. I came as quickly as I could.”

“Well, thanks for coming after all,” I said quietly. “Your timing was impeccable.

Alexander looked at me for a long moment, and there was a tenderness in his gaze that made my stupid heart do that little flip again. I had to look away before I did something ridiculous like believe that he might actually love me.

Just then, the door opened, and my father appeared with Margaret in tow. They were both grinning as if nothing had happened.

“There you are! I was worried you’d left.” My father stepped into the room. “Alexander, I’m so glad you could make it after all. We have so much to catch up on. ”

Margaret nodded eagerly. “Yes, and thank goodness you arrived before Ella could ruin the night.”

The words instantly made my blood boil. I opened my mouth to respond, but Alexander beat

me to it.

“I don’t think it was Ella who nearly ruined the party.” He looked pointedly at my father, whose face turned an alarming shade of red.

My parents exchanged a glance, clearly thrown off by Alexander coming to my defense once again. I had to resist the urge to smile triumphantly. Or faint. Perhaps both.

“Well, I suppose we should get back to our guests” my father said stiffly. “Margaret, shall

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