I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 2

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.

her fork onto her plate and shouted coldly, “What did you even make?

slipped, and my

said this is disgusting!” Ellen snapped. Then,

“Sorry.”

known that timely admission of faults sometimes saved me

tell her that I would make a

She grunted dismissively.

heard them speaking

to take Melissa’s place soon. What if

Look at her! She looks

on hand, placing tomatoes and ham on

didn’t care

Melissa suddenly slammed the table and shouted. “Mom, we were forcing her! Stop making things difficult for her on purpose!

a mixed feeling flooded through me for

the kitchen with the sandwich, I happened to see Melissa running upstairs to her room.

didn’t know that her tears

more ridiculously, I even felt that at least there was someone in this house who cared about me. That Melissa was the

made. She glanced at me

returned

she makes

again, but I didn’t

who could

shame to marry me off because of

a paint bucket to repaint the house’s

fences the other day, so I wanted to get this

the sun with a sunhat on my head and

the brim of my hat up to find Jesse looking at

plastered to his forehead, and he had his usual bright grin on

was a commoner’s son and was younger than

gave him a

hands from behind his back, and I saw two

my hand, gesturing

would always bring me all sorts of delicious food. At first,

trying to ask me out on

hate him because I knew that liking someone wasn’t a

opinion, a straightforward rejection was the greatest respect I could show

insisted I accept them,

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