Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269: Bad Luna.

*~Leon’s POV~*

The little boys led us down the long hallway toward the palace. My palms were sweating the closer we got. This was the heart of the pack where the Alpha and Luna huge walls are and Aurora wasn’t exactly doing the world’s best job at pretending to be a man.

The moment we stepped into the throne room, the Alpha stood up. Broad shoulders, sharp jaw, the kind of presence that filled the entire hall. His eyes landed on us, and he walked forward with a grin.

"Oh, these are the visitors I met the other day," he said, gesturing toward the elegant woman seated beside him. She rose slowly, every step graceful and controlled. That had to be the Luna.

Her eyes swept over us... then stopped on Aurora. My throat tightened. Oh no. Oh no no no. What is she thinking? Did she notice? Did she see it in the jawline? The hips? The breast size? The... everything?

The Luna approached, and for a terrifying second I thought she was about to expose us. Instead, she reached out and touched Aurora’s cheek.

"Mmm," she murmured, head tilted. "You look very pretty for a man. I would have called you a woman at first glance."

Aurora blushed so hard I thought steam would rise. "Thank you so much," she said. "I’ll... take that as a compliment."

The Alpha chuckled, sweeping his arm wide. "Come in, come in. The ball starts tonight. You two missed the pre-ball yesterday. Why weren’t you there?"

I forced a tight smile. "We were very busy."

"It happens," he said casually, already turning.

We were directed toward the dining hall, and the moment Aurora stepped inside, she screeched.

"Oh my God—it’s so huge!"

I pinched her hand so fast I could have sworn I saw sparks. She turned and shot me a deadly glare, rubbing the spot. The Alpha and Luna only smiled politely, pretending not to notice her complete lack of nobility.

We sat down, though "sat down" was generous — this table was so long I felt like I needed binoculars to see her from my end. The moment food was served, Aurora dug in like she hadn’t eaten in twelve years, snatching pieces of roasted chicken with pure desperation.

I cleared my throat at her, trying to silently tell her to act normal, but she didn’t even glance my way.

"He must be hungry," the Luna observed.

Aurora nodded vigorously, cheeks puffed like a squirrel.

"Haha! He’s eating like a monkey," the youngest son snickered.

His mother snapped. "Lucien! That is no way to speak to a visitor. Apologize."

Lucien crossed his arms. "I’m sorry... monkey."

His older brother smacked him on the back of the head, and the two bolted out of the hall. The Luna sighed.

"I’m very sorry about them. Children can be... spirited."

"It’s fine," I said quickly.

Then the Alpha turned to me, casual as ever. "Do you have any of your own? Any children?"

"No," I said.

"How about a wife?"

Aurora inhaled sharply—too sharply—and I slammed my fork against the table before she could ruin everything.

"No. No wife," I said firmly, forcing a smile.

She glared at me with betrayal in her eyes. I gave her a quick apologetic grin.

The Luna turned her attention to Aurora. "What about you? What’s your name?"

Aurora dropped her voice an octave. "I am Eric."

"And do you have a wife, Eric?"

"He doubts he’ll ever have one," the Alpha joked. "He looks like a wife himself."

Everyone laughed — including Aurora, though hers was strained.

"No, I don’t have a wife," she answered. "But I hope to have one someday."

"Oh, please marry someone pretty," the Luna said warmly. "Your children will be beautiful."

Aurora nodded politely. But as soon as the Luna looked away, she hit me with another sharp glare.

"So, are you two leaving immediately after the ball," the Alpha asked, leaning back in his seat, "or will you be staying with us for a while?"

The Luna clasped her hands together in delight. "Oh, I’m so happy about that! How wonderful! I’m so excited to have you around." Her gaze slid very intentionally to Aurora.

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