I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 4

The pain in my wrist increased. I frowned and turned to Melissa to tell her about it, when I saw the glare that she couldn’t hide in time directed at me.

Melissa suddenly pushed me behind her, stepping between Enzo and me when he tried to get closer to me.

Enzo furrowed his brows, looking a little unpleased.

Michael smiled and introduced, “This is my-”

“My name is Melissa. I’m my father’s only daughter. Hello, Alpha Enzo.” Melissa interrupted Michael before he could finish speaking.

I stood behind Melissa, a little confused for a moment.

I saw Enzo blink, and he gave her an awkward yet polite smile.

He turned to Michael and asked, “And the lady behind this young lady is…?”

“She’s-”

“She’s my family’s slave,” Melissa interrupted once more.

I shot Melissa a shocking look. This person was my best friend?!

She never allowed me to call myself a slave, yet here she was, revealing my identity in full view of everyone present.

I saw the astonished looks and regretful sounds from the people around us. Even several people present were both friends of Melissa and mine. Their eyes are filled with shock and sympathy, even contempt and mockery.

After seeing the way they examined me, I could no longer lift my head.

The crystal crown on my head was heavy, and it made my neck sore. The gorgeous gown on me even became suffocating for a moment…

Enzo’s voice came from above me after that, “Slave?”

Blood instantly rushed to my cheeks at that moment. A burning feeling pierced through my skin and right into the depths of my soul.

This was the first time in my life that I felt humiliated.

I wanted so badly to bury myself in a hole and not be standing here in front of so many people. Especially not in front of Alpha Enzo.

“Yes. But she’s also a good friend of mine, so I let her wear my dress to this welcome party. However…”

Melissa turned her head to me and smiled.

“My slave… No, my friend doesn’t seem to fit in either way.”

I shuddered, feeling like the gorgeous gown on me was the greatest irony.

Melissa continued, “I don’t blame you. It’s your first time at a party, after all. It’s difficult to adapt, so perhaps it’s better if you return to the kitchen.”

She seemed to be reassuring me on the surface, but in fact I knew that she was asking me to disappear instantly.

I looked at Melissa, wanting to find a hint of reluctance on her face, but I only saw a smile that was so different from the cheerful, beautiful smile that I remembered.

without further embarrassing myself. So, I could only bow to the crowd, apologize, and then awkwardly

that time, my heels broke suddenly, and

from the fall, and dust stuck to my chin. Even

coming from the

a hole to hide my body, my exposed weakness, and things that I could be bullied

nose and eyes

the ground as I tried to get up to leave this place as soon

a shadow fell above me, blocking the hot and blazing

head slightly and found Alpha Enzo bending over with a hand held out to me. There

“Are you hurt?”

deep voice drifted into my ears along with the breeze. The sound rang through my beating heart, and it felt

becoming mellow and thick.

felt my blood boil rapidly, making me want to recklessly pounce on him in the next second

to rein myself in as logic won over. I clenched my fist tightly, suppressing the

eyes, trying to hide my feelings, as I shook my

I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to touch

glare entered my mind,

my fist harder before getting to my

ran past Enzo, I felt my curls

to hold something, but in the end, all that was

look behind me, nor did I dare

only

changed out of the custom-made gown, putting on a t-shirt and jeans that

hair back up into a ponytail, finally returning to my

did I snap out of my

apron and went to the kitchen, which was

confined space seemed to get

cooks pushed me. “Shoo! Get out

the kitchen counter, and the

went to the corner to start preparing today’s dessert

finally calmed down, my brain seemed to start working

understand why Melissa, who was supposed to be my best friend, would do that to me.

body and felt a subtle change

way things were going, I probably didn’t need to take Melissa’s

it inside the oven. Then,

until someone

“Andrea.”

to meet Jesse’s

raised his eyebrows,

away and continued

you! Can’t you hear me,

him respect. After

I needed to. I didn’t

took the pot from the stove and dumped the entire content

around the kitchen, but the others

to help me nor spoke a word to

I could only use my apron to wipe the

who gave me a hard time. It was a girl