Chapter 3

In the restaurant, Luke ended the call, looking a little uneasy.

Beside him, Lena said, "It's all my fault. If you hadn't come out to celebrate my birthday with me, you two wouldn't be fighting now. Luke, do you think Luna Ella's mad at me?"

He massaged his temples and said wearily, "It has nothing to do with you. She's just overthinking things."

"But she hasn't even responded to my message."

With that, Lena held up her phone for everyone to see. She had already deleted the provocative message she had sent earlier. All they saw was her fake show of concern.

"Are you okay, Luna Ella? Do you want me to get Luke to bring you some medicine?"

He calmly glanced over the message on her phone. "Don't worry about her. It's just medication. I need to teach her a lesson this time."

I floated in the air, looking down at the box of medication. They had only taken a few pills out and tossed the rest into the trash can.

Nearby, someone asked, "Alpha Luke, what if Luna Ella really gets upset? What if she wants to break the mate bond?"

"She'd never do that." He chuckled. "At worst, she'll sulk for a while. I just need to smooth things over with her later. Don't worry. She can't live without me."

Luke had always been like that. It wasn't that he didn't care about me. I just wasn't always his priority. He was certain I would never leave him, so he never felt like he had to put me first.

Lena had said she was afraid of walking in the dark, so he had left me behind while I was sick to take her home. Once, she had remarked that my ring was lovely, so he had given her the birthday present that was meant for me.

He never seemed to care that what he did hurt me, nor did he ever tell her off for crossing the line.

After that, he would just send me more presents to make it up to me.

The waitress brought over slices of cake. He instinctively reached for the slice with raspberry filling.

Even at home, Luke had always saved raspberry-filled pastries for me whenever he got some snacks. It had become second nature to him. He didn't even have to think about it.

By the time he realized what he had done, a few people were staring at him. Feeling uncomfortable, he cleared his throat.

"Box up this cake for me. It's Ella's favorite flavor. I'll bring it home to her later."

I floated in the air, my eyes fixed on the cake. So Luke still remembered my favorite flavor.

But so what?

Suddenly, Lena shrieked. "Luke, my neck hurts… This necklace is made of silver!"

She clutched at her neck as she struggled to breathe.

"Don't move!" He turned pale. "I'll take you to the healer right away."

She said between sobs, "I think… Luna Ella gave it to me."

Luke's gaze fell on the familiar box on the table. A moment later, disappointment and fury crossed his face.

After bringing Lena to the infirmary, he sent me some messages.

"Ella, I'm really disappointed in you. I thought you were just throwing a tantrum. I didn't think you'd do something like this to Lena.

"Don't act like you can't see my messages. Apologize to Lena now."

I floated beside my phone, staring at the unread messages. The whole thing was completely absurd.

When had I ever given Lena that present?