The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 292

Needless to say, that was why I didn’t expect him to stand abruptly and glare at me with dark green eyes hard enough to cut diamonds.

“You’re right. Even if you did become my Lima, you wouldn’t share my bed.” Alexander’s reply was calmn, but his expression was dark and dangerous. “No woman will ever take her place. Not even you, regardless of all of your positive qualities.”

And just like that, he turned and left.

“Enjoy your books,” he said simply as he strode out of the library.

I stood there for a long moment in the wake of his departure, mouth hanging open in shock. The anguish and frustration in his eyes had caught me completely off guard, and once again, I found myself wondering if I had been wrong about him.

No woman will ever take her place.

Ella’s place. My place.

As if my death had created a bigger hole in his life than he had led me to believe.

My wolf went wild once the library door fell shut behind Alexander. She wanted me to run to him. To tell him everything. To make everything right.

But I couldn’t do that for obvious reasons. Alexander could never know who I truly was, not unless I miraculously found a cure for this curse.

Therefore, he would never change his mind about letting me into his bed–because he would only ever see me as the ex–Omega who vaguely resembled his dead wife.

The announcement for the final Luna Trial test came the next morning during breakfast. I was feeding Lucien in the kitchen when Anya burst through the door, her injured ankle wrapped in a proper medical brace now.

She was grinning from ear to ear and holding a flyer in her hands.

“Did you hear?” she said breathlessly, hobbling over to me and shoving the flyer in my face. “They just announced the final trial!”

I looked up from Lucien’s bottle and took the flyer from her, inspecting it. “Already?” I asked. The flyer said something about the final test for the Luna Trial, but didn’t have any specifics.

“Yes! They posted it in the main hall this morning.” Anya pulled out a chair and sat down across from me. “I asked around, and some people think it’s a solo date. Each of us will get one–on–one time with the Alpha, and at the end, he’ll choose his Luna based on those interactions.”

My stomach dropped. A solo date with Alexander. That was the last thing I needed right now.

“When are the dates?” I asked, returning my attention to Lucien. His big, mismatched eyes blinked up at me,

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and he smiled, blowing a milky bubble between his lips. I grinned and pinched his little cheek, then propped him on my shoulder and gently patted his back to burp him.

Anya shrugged. “They didn’t say. Apparently we won’t know until the day of the dates. I guess to keep us from preparing too much in advance or something? That’s why they’ve been pretty vague about it so far–so we can’t practice what we’re going to say or do.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll do great, whether that’s the case or not,” I said, smiling at Anya,

Anya let out a soft sigh and leaned back in her chair. “I hope so. I made it this far… Thanks to you.” She looked at me from under her lashes. “Are you still planning on flunking the trial? I hope you know I won’t be hurt or offended if you changed your mind. You’ve worked hard, too, and I would have lost capture the flag if it weren’t for you.”

“Absolutely not.” I snorted. “Don’t worry. I won’t be stealing anyone’s thunder for the final round.”

Frankly, I planned to stand Alexander up entirely for our date.