CHAPTER ELEVEN.

CRUZ’S POV.

My eyes landed on my wristwatch as I awaited her arrival. I was sitting impatiently in the back of the car. When she arrived minutes later, pulling the door open and stepping in, I almost mistook her for someone else. She looked so different and better. She looked nothing like the commoner I had brought home. She looked believable. She looked like what a Luna should look like. And that was where today’s outings came in. We were on our way to visit the farmers, according to the Elders' wishes. They believed that would convince the people to love me again.

But did I give one tiny fuck about their lives?

No. Not at all.

But I still had to do it. I still had to do everything I could do. All before my inauguration. After that, I wouldn’t need to please anyone.

I could feel her avoiding my eyes as she looked away countless times when our eyes met. It was probably still an effect of last night’s outburst.

Was I over it yet?

Not at all.

Even as I looked at her, I felt this crazy