The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 306

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Chapter 306

More importantly, she knew that Stella’s dress for the ceremony would probably be hanging in her closet right now, already pressed and ready to go.

All Sophia had to do was destroy it.

She dressed in dark clothes–black leggings, a black hoodie, dark sneakers that wouldn’t squeak on the freshly waxed floors. Then she grabbed a pair of fabric scissors from her mother’s sewing kit and slipped out of her family’s estate.

The drive to Alex’s house took twenty minutes, as usual. Sophia parked a little ways away, not wanting her familiar car to be noticed, and walked the rest of the distance, keeping to the shadows. The house was mostly dark by the time she made it there, although a few lights were on. The servants‘ quarters were quiet, though.

Getting inside was easier than it should have been. One of the side doors had a faulty lock that Sophia always told Alex to fix but he never did. She jimmied it open and slipped inside, closing it quietly behind her.

Taking care not to make a sound on the floors, skipping over floorboards that were known to creak and darting past rooms that had light spilling out from under the doors, Sophia made her way through the familiar corridors. When she reached the servants‘ wing, she paused to look around.

Sophia was pretty sure that Stella’s room was the third door on the left–she knew because she’d watched the bitch coming and going from it on occasion. She tried the handle and found it unlocked.

Stupid. So stupidly trusting, leaving her room unlocked like that. But then again, Stella probably didn’t think she had any enemies. She probably thought everyone loved her just like Alex apparently did.

Sophia slipped inside and closed the door behind her. The room was small and simple—a bed, a dresser, a desk, a small closet. Moonlight filtered through the window, providing just enough light to see by.

Thankfully, the bed was empty. Sophia did wonder where Stella was, and her heart turned even more sour as she considered that maybe she was in Alex’s room, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it. She hurried over to the small closet and peeked inside.

The dress was hanging in the closet, wrapped in plastic. It was beautiful, of course. A soft blue cocktail dress made of silky fabric with an embroidered bodice. It was a dress fit for a princess.

But not for long.

Sophia didn’t waste any time before she pulled the scissors from her pocket and got to work.

She cut methodically, destroying the dress piece by piece. She ensured that it couldn’t be repaired; she cut at odd angles, ripped apart the embroidery, and even partially extended her wolf’s claws to shred at the neckline

until it was in tatters.

When Sophia was finished, the dress was nothing but scraps. Grinning wildly now, she gathered the plastic covering and tucked it back in the closet, then scattered the fabric pieces across the floor and the bed so Stella would see them immediately when she came back.

Perfect.

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