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.

her plate and shouted coldly, “What did you even

and

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

“Sorry.”

always known that timely admission of faults

stood up and took my plate, using hand gestures to tell her that I would make a new portion and ask

She grunted dismissively.

I heard them speaking in hushed tones from

Melissa’s place soon. What if she gets frustrated

Look at her! She looks as though

task on hand,

didn’t care

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

and a mixed feeling flooded

of the kitchen with the sandwich, I happened to see Melissa running upstairs to her room. Her eyes were red, and she

she smiled behind closed doors, and naturally I didn’t know that her

at least there was someone in this house who cared about me. That Melissa was the only one who gave me a hint

I had made. She glanced at me but didn’t intentionally trouble me again after

turned and returned to the

makes isn’t

again, but I didn’t think she was complimenting me either

could take good care

thought it was a shame to marry

paint bucket to repaint

liked white fences the other day, so I wanted to get this done before I married out to another

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

the brim of my hat up to find Jesse looking at me with both hands behind his

hair was plastered to his forehead, and he had his usual bright

He was a commoner’s son and was younger than

up and gave him a

behind his back, and I saw two

quickly waved my hand, gesturing that I didn’t want

all sorts of delicious food. At first, I accepted

ask me out on dates, so I

liking someone wasn’t a crime. But I couldn’t

a straightforward rejection was the greatest respect I could

he pushed the oranges into my hands and insisted I accept