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.

couldn’t say anything, and I didn’t know how to leave the scene without further embarrassing myself. So, I could only bow

to befall me that time, my heels broke suddenly, and I fell to

bruised from the fall, and dust stuck to my chin. Even the crown had fallen off my

shrieks and giggles coming from the crowd, and

in a hole to hide my

nose and eyes were

to get up to leave this place as soon

me, blocking the hot

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

“Are you hurt?”

breeze. The sound rang through my beating heart, and it felt

my nose, becoming mellow and

felt my blood boil rapidly, making me want to recklessly pounce

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

my feelings, as I shook my head quickly to indicate

closer to me, and I couldn’t stop myself

glare entered my mind, and I gave up those

to my feet. Then, I lifted my skirt a little and ran towards the

past Enzo, I felt my curls brush his opened

to hold something, but in the end, all that was left for him

nor did

was the only thought in

my room and changed out of the custom-made gown, putting

into a ponytail, finally

then did I snap out of

on my apron and went to the kitchen, which was already filled with

confined space

the cooks pushed me. “Shoo!

kitchen counter, and the boiling oil that

then went to the corner

down, my brain

supposed to be my best friend, would do that to me. I also couldn’t forget Enzo’s look when he had bent over

smell from his body and felt a subtle change

didn’t

set it

doing everything methodically until someone at the kitchen

“Andrea.”

turned to meet Jesse’s

head and raised his

him, then turned away and

you! Can’t you hear me,

I should be showing him respect. After all, he was a civilian, a position several notches

think I needed to. I didn’t even bother

from the stove and dumped the

came from around the kitchen, but

help me nor spoke a word to defend

my apron to

who gave me a hard time. It