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

time, my

chin. Even

giggles coming from the crowd,

hide my body, my exposed weakness, and things that I could be

and

get up to leave this place as soon

shadow fell above me, blocking the hot and blazing sun

my head slightly and found Alpha Enzo bending over with a hand held

“Are you hurt?”

my ears along with the breeze. The sound rang through my beating heart, and it felt like fireworks had

my nose, becoming mellow and thick. It was sweet and

me want to recklessly pounce on

managed to rein myself in as logic won over. I clenched my

lowered my eyes, trying to hide my feelings, as

closer to me, and I couldn’t stop myself from

glare entered my mind, and I gave up

harder before getting to my

I felt my

trying to hold something,

didn’t dare look behind me, nor did I dare to look at

was the only thought in

custom-made gown, putting on

hair back up into a ponytail, finally returning to my

I snap out of

went to the kitchen, which was already

the confined space seemed to get

pushed me. “Shoo! Get out of

kitchen counter, and the boiling oil that spilled out

the pain and didn’t make a sound, then went to the corner to start

finally calmed down, my brain seemed

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

body and felt a

I probably didn’t need to take Melissa’s place in this

batter into the mold, then set it inside

someone at the kitchen door called my

“Andrea.”

turned to meet

tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, studying me beneath

away and continued whipping

to you! Can’t you

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

needed to. I

wrist. Then, he took the pot from the stove and dumped the entire content

around the kitchen, but the others

help me nor

could only use my apron to wipe the cream

a hard time. It was a