I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 2

I place everyone’s breakfast on the table and only took a seat once Alpha Michael, Luna, and Melissa were seated.

Alpha Michael rarely spoke during meals, but today he called out my name, which was unlike him.

“Andrea, you’re 20 years old this year, aren’t you?”

I frowned slightly. I put down my fork and shook my head, then hand gestured Michael that I was 19 years old.

Alpha Michael raised an eyebrow, obviously not concerned about it. He continued, “You’re not young either way. It’s time for you to get married.”

I tensed up at that moment. I knew what he wanted to say.

He’s still enjoying his breakfast, like my marriage wasn’t worth discussing.

“You know about the Cold Moon Pack’s Alpha, don’t you?” Michael said as he held a piece of sliced bacon to his lips, waiting for my response.

I nodded.

Michael swallowed his food and praised me, “The bacon tastes good today. I believe that it’ll be good for you to marry Alpha Enzo. It would be beneficial for both packs.”

I stiffened and turned to Melissa to see her reaction.

However, Melissa had her gaze fixed on her food.

Ellen tapped my plate with her utensil, and her sharp voice rang out loudly, “What are you looking at her for? Are you asking Melissa to go instead? That’s not going to happen. She’s going to be Alpha in the future!”

I shook my head, indicating that I didn’t mean that.

Ellen rolled her eyes at me. “Don’t forget that you’re just a slave! To marry Alpha Enzo as our daughter is something you should be grateful for!”

I would indeed be grateful to them if I didn’t know what kind of person Alpha Enzo was or didn’t realize that this was their ploy for me to marry him instead of Melissa.

“Yes.” I lowered my head and spoke indifferently.

I had no reason to refuse. I was just a slave, after all. My status had already sealed my fate from the start.

If I refused, Ellen would probably drag me to the back of the mountain and tear me to pieces.

I hastily stuffed the food into my mouth. I wanted to finish eating and leave as soon as possible.

and shouted

hand slipped, and my face turned

this is disgusting!” Ellen snapped. Then, she threw her food onto

“Sorry.”

immediately. I’ve always known that timely admission of

her that I would make a new portion and ask her to

She grunted dismissively.

heard them

making things difficult for her? She’s going to take Melissa’s place soon. What if she gets frustrated and refuses to do

her! She looks as though

the task on hand, placing tomatoes

didn’t care

forcing her! Stop making things difficult for her

feeling flooded through

happened to see Melissa running upstairs to her room. Her eyes

how vicious and smug she smiled behind closed doors, and naturally I didn’t know that her tears were purely a masterful act she

I even felt that at least there was someone in this house who cared

had made. She glanced at me but

returned to

makes isn’t

on me again, but I didn’t think she

I was just a slave who could take good

thought it was a shame to marry me off

outside with a paint bucket to

me that she liked white fences the other day, so I wanted to get this done before I married

the roadside, painting under the sun with a sunhat on my head and work gloves on my

to find Jesse looking at me with both hands behind

and he had his usual bright grin on

was Melissa’s classmate. He was a commoner’s son and was younger than me

and gave him

his back, and

hand, gesturing

food. At first, I accepted them

to ask me out

him because I knew that liking someone wasn’t a crime. But I

straightforward rejection was the greatest respect

into my hands and insisted I accept them, I told him firmly that