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Chapter 116: Wedding Day Confirmation

**Madalynn’s POV

Who did Talon think he was, anyway?

He was a Beta-not a Luna! He couldn’t tell me when I could see my fiance!

I rushed over to my father’s suite, determined not to let what happened yesterday happen again today. Talon hadn’t let me see Ethan when I’d wanted to speak to him yesterday, but he wasn’t going to stop me now.

Not if I could help it, anyway.

As I turned the corner near my father’s room in a rush, I ran into someone. She gasped, and almost lost her balance.

It was unbelievable how those b*tches could be so clumsy. I scolded her, “Do you not know how to walk?!”

She looked at me, wide-eyed, like a doe, staring into a bright light. Then I recognized her- the awful maid who used to serve Rosalie. Her name. whatever that was.

Rosalie

that d*mn Rosalie! If it wasn’t for her, Ethan would’ve already been mine! And this b*tch served her!

“What the h*ll do you think you’re looking at, b*tch?”

“N-nothing,” she stammered, dropping her gaze.

Snapping my fingers at my guards, I insisted, “Bring her.”

“No, please!” she screeched, but they had her in their grasps and dragged her harshly the last few steps to my father’s room.

We burst through the door. He wasn’t in the sitting area, which was just as well. It would give me a few moments alone with this wh*re before I went to talk to him.

“Please, Miss Mad-” she began, but my open palm connected with her pale cheek before she could get the words out.

The slap left her face red, her head snapping to the side as tears rolled from her eyes. She didn’t fall, though, because my men were holding her.

I liked the sound of a good slap, skin on skin. “Shut up, b*tch,” I told her as I let loose again. “I know who you are. I know where your loyalty lies.” I hit her again. This time, I used my fist and made her pretty pink mouth a shade of crimson.

She whimpered, but it was hard to hear her over my guards’ laughter. I hit her a few more times before I grabbed the top of her hair and yanked her down to her knees twisting her neck so she was forced to look up at me. “Listen, b*tch, if you don’t want to become my permanent punching bag, no one hears about this, got it?”

“Y-yes, Miss Madalynn,” she said, coughing blood.

“Luna Madalynn,” I corrected her.

“L-luna,” she managed.

I laughed again and then shoved my knuckles up into her chin before I heard my father’s office door open. “Madalynn, what are you doing?” he asked. “Let her be.”

Sighing, I let her go and waved my hand so the guards would take her away. My father walked back into his office, and I took a moment to recompose myself. I’d had my fun, but now I needed to get my thoughts back together.

All of this waiting around was really starting to get to me. I didn’t know how much longer I could wait for Ethan to finally make me his Luna. The longer he waited, the more likely that he might change his mind.

couldn’t let that

back in the capital, I knew I needed to do something. I decided it was time

I likely couldn’t do it on my own. I needed an

office. He had returned to his desk and was working on some boring paperwork. I let out a loud sigh, attempting to get him to look up, but he

again. This time, he grunted and looked up, setting his pen aside and looking at

between my heels. I couldn’t help but pout a bit. I thought that, by now, I’d be the Luna, his Luna, standing proudly next to him, and calling the most

to get back

turned around and headed to the balcony that overlooked a garden. It was a nice day,

the floor told me he was abandoning his precious paperwork and

go through with it, Madalynn. He has to. King James has given him

they didn’t. “It would be nice if he wanted to. He

a few times and then withdrew his hand, leaning on the railing next to me. “Listen, you must understand. He was under the impression that he would be the heir to the throne. He was so proud, thinking he would be the next king. Now, you, and we, mean a lot more to him if he were to maintain his influence in the Eastern kingdom… If you’re so worked up about having the wedding moved up, why don’t you go speak to Ethan about it? Perhaps he will agree to have it earlier, before he

head, I told my father. “I don’t think I want to do that, Father. A cold, hard refusal from Ethan would be devastating, and I’ve had enough disappointment to

I got the impression there was something he

Ethan has to say. The only way to know for sure is to find out. Just go speak to him. Be demure. Perhaps he will

not always demure?” My eyes

Let me know how it goes.” He

“Do you mean for me to

moment. They are taking a break from meetings about the war… Just be sure to knock

and he

the door, wondering if I could seriously

I said to myself.

me to arrive at Ethan’s door since our rooms were nowhere near his, something that

Talon was just exiting Ethan’s door and glanced at

so I retreated back

pleased that Talon

I got to Ethan’s room and knocked

and even the sound of his

was an extremely attractive man, after all, besides

in first, remembering my father’s advice. “Hello, Ethan,” I said,

at me for a moment, his dark

sitting on a couch in the living room area, putting on his shoes. When he bent forward, he cringed a little, like

you injured in battle?” I asked

with his shoes and looked at me. “What is

I’m sorry to disturb you. I know you’re very busy since you’ve returned. I just wanted to see you. I’ve missed you so

at me with those heavy eyes-and that’s all

let me hold you, my fiancée.” Not,

he was a man of few words, and I tried to keep that in the forefront

you

and since that’s the case, perhaps and I should go

of the chair across from where he was sitting, holding my breath, praying to the Moon Goddess that

saw a flicker of something in

he

was my turn to stare at him. “What’s that now?” I asked,

and tucked his shirt in, and I realized he was getting ready to leave the room. “I said fine, Madalynn. How many days

stammered. He’d