I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

I could feel the Beta aura from him. He must be Enzo’s Beta, Kyle Larsen.

“That’s a pity,” Kyle said as he sighed. “Enzo was just talking about how much he was looking forward to eating it. Me too.”

I was stunned, and I looked over at Melissa.

Melissa’s pretty eyebrows knitted together, but she smiled at me after a few seconds. “Better make those blueberry pancakes then. Since Alpha Enzo wants them, of course, we’ll make sure he gets them.” Then, she turned around, nodded at Kyle, then left the kitchen. Kyle inclined his head and greeted her. After Melissa left, he winked at me before mouthing,” No need to thank me.”

I gave him a grateful smile, then let out a relieved sigh before going back to my work. During breakfast, Enzo had changed into a casual outfit that was surprisingly similar to what Melissa was wearing. One could mistake them for being a couple’s outfit, even. I’ve never been a sensitive person, but right now, the air was getting thin as I looked at them. I set up breakfast and waited for them to take seat.

Usually, I would wait until Alpha and the rest were seated before sitting down, but I knew today I could only stand and stay at the side, as Melissa would definitely not allow me to join the table.

Enzo glanced at me, then suddenly tapped Kyle on the shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

Kyle tightened his hand on his utensils, then flashed out a forced smile.Then he got up and walked over to me, pointing at the seat next to Alpha Enzo and said, “you can sit over there.”

I waved my hand in shock and surprise.

“Go ahead. Otherwise, Enzo will cut all my precious hair off.”

What did he mean by that? I had a confused look as Kyle pushed me towards Enzo, who took my hand and sat me directly on the chair.

Melissa’s sharp, deadly gaze on me. Enzo pressed down on my shoulder and leaned close to me, as

the seat that

Ellen finally couldn’t endure it anymore. She put down her silvers and said to Enzo, “Alpha Enzo, you’ve

“I never

:

me cut the blueberry pancakes. Without looking up,

that mean? Are you backing out from

the pancakes. Then, he turned to Ellen and gave her a calm smile. To Alpha Michael, he said solemnly, “Of course we’re going through with this union.

slave! Melissa is our daughter!” Ellen screamed and

didn’t spare a glance at Ellen. His eyes

palms glistened with sweat. I never imagined there

 

cried. Big, fat tears rolled down her face. Alpha

Michael finally said, “Andrea is not my daughter. She’s not qualified

I was just a slave. I

your daughter.” Michael stiffened, “Indeed. She’s my sister’s daughter, but-“. “But you actually let your niece

she was born cursed! She

felt like a million knives

know what she looked like, and the life she fought to give me

head to

curse… You make me feel ike I’ve gone back hundreds

lou.”

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