The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 339

“I hate to ask this of you, Stella,” Anya went on, noting the faraway look that had come over me, “but you have to reject him. You said you didn’t want to be his mate before. So why don’t you save us all the pain and end it?”

My heart thumped painfully in my chest, just as it had the other night when Alex same thing.

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Logically, I knew it was probably the best thing to do. There was likely no cure for this curse, no end in sight for my secrecy. I’d probably never be able to tell Alexander that I was his dead wife brought back in a new body, not without him winding up like Liam and all the others, and keeping this bond we shared would only make it all the more difficult.

I had already made my decision to leave after the wedding because of this. Perhaps it would be best if I severed our bond.

And yet, no matter how practical it was, the very thought made the greenhouse seem to tilt around me. If it hadn’t been for Lilith’s hand gently pressing into my lower back, supporting me, I might have lost all strength and dropped Lucien.

My silence must have been all the answer Anya needed, because her jaw clenched, and she looked away.

“So you do love him.” Her blonde lashes fluttered painfully. “I can see it on your face. You can’t reject him because you love him.”

“I’m sorry, Anya.” I swallowed hard around the sudden lump that had formed in my throat. “It’s complicated.”

“Love often is.” she smiled ruefully. “That’s why I’m glad to be removed from that kind of thing. It’s too complex, too… Messy.” Anya cringed, then pulled her shoulders back and leveled me with that same offputting, steely gaze that was so unlike the version of her that I had come to know.

“I trust you to make the right decision, one way or another,” she said. “Whether it’s choosing to sever your bond or follow your heart is up to you; all I ask is that you pick one before my wedding dress is ready.”

With that, Anya turned on her heel and left. She was being diplomatic, but I could see the way her shoulders were set with tension as she strode out of the greenhouse. I’d never seen Anya like that before, and it was almost terrifying. Terrifying because I had been the one to cause it, and there was no knowing if it was reversible.

The thought of hurting her, of sapping the happiness and innocence that I loved so much from her because of my own drama, made tears blur my vision.

By the time I turned around to look at Lilith again, the tears had cleared but my chest was still aching. My mother was looking at me with a pained expression pinching her features, and I drew in a shaky breath and sat on a small, rickety bench nearby. Lucien, oblivious to the turmoil as always, giggled and stuffed my finger into his mouth.

“What are you going to do?” Lilith whispered.

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Chapter 339

Chapter 339

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“I hate to ask this of you, Stella,” Anya went on, noting the faraway look that had come over me, “but you have to reject him. You said you didn’t want to be his mate before. So why don’t you save us at the pain and end it?”

And yet, no matter how practical it was, the very thought made the greenhouse seem to tilt around me. If it hadn’t been for Lilith’s hand gently pressing into my lower back, supporting me, I might have lost all strength and dropped Lucien.

By the time I turned around to look at Lilith again, the tears had cleared but my chest was still aching. My mother was looking at me with a pained expression pinching her features, and I drew in a shaky breath and sat on a small, rickety bench nearby. Lucien, oblivious to the turmoil as always, giggled and stuffed my finger into his mouth.

“What are you going to do?” Lilith whispered.

I looked up at her, surprised. For once, Lilith didn’t seem to be trying to convince me to choose the curse over my

heart.

In a strange way, that only served to strel my resolve further, I had to leave afte would do whatever I could to lift the curse, but only for Liam’s sake I wouldn wedding Until then, 1

anse a scarulal for Anya.

Regardless of what happened, my time as Luna was over. That part of the had died alone with the very same part that was buried six feet under just a hundred yards from the estate.

“I think,” I said, making a decision then, “that I’d like to look into the situation

Margaret tonight.”