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CHAPTER 7

Penulis: Aria Quinn
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Lyra(Mia) POV

Sleep eluded me at night. How could I catch any slumber with my stomach growling in protest?

Damion had kept his word and hadn't invited me for dinner. I had barely been allowed to leave my room… it's a prison… all evening.

This morning I still hadn't heard from him or anyone for that matter. The door was locked from outside and a guard had been stationed to make sure I didn't try anything.

Did I try talking to the guard? Yes.

I had tried every trick in the book to convince him to open the door. But he was as hard as a rock. He barely answered me. I'm sure even if he had the intention to help me, the fear of Alpha Damion's punishment would not let him.

I could barely raise myself from the bed. I was too tired to move myself.

What was the use of getting up? There was no life waiting for me. It's not like I was going to get up and head out to fulfill my Luna duties. I was just an item to be used at will.

A knock on the door startled me.

“Come in.”

The guard peeked into the room. “Alpha Damion says you should get ready. He is coming to get you in thirty minutes.”

As soon as he was done delivering his order, he walked out and shut the door.

I got up and prepared myself for the day. My alpha needed my presence and I needed to look as best as I could. After all, I was only a prisoner in the palace. Outside the palace, I was supposed to look like the belle of the ball.

When I was done freshening up, I took a look at my wardrobe. I hadn't done that since m I arrived. I was expecting to see an array of rodents just squirming around as well as cobwebs.

All that were in the luggage he had allowed the maid to bring up to me were my house clothes. They were not fitting for a Luna like me to be seen wearing in public. It would not only bring mockery to me but also to him.

Was making clothes unavailable for me also his way of punishing me?

I opened the wardrobe. There had to be something that I could wear which was presentable enough to appear in public with the alpha.

As soon as those wooden doors parted, my jaw fell to the floor.

Inside were the most lovely dresses I have ever seen. They were in all colours and designs looking elegant.

“I didn't pack this. Who could have put them here?” I muttered, puzzled. It didn't take long before I got an answer. When I looked closely, there was a written note at the bottom of the wardrobe. It was hard to miss.

“From now on these are your new clothes. you're not permitted to wear anything that isn't in this wardrobe.”

Maybe he didn't forget me after all.

I quickly put on one of the dresses. It was purple embroidered with white and enough to turn heads. It fitted Me perfectly like it was tailored to fit my body. It gave my curves a pronounced shape.

I didn't expect him to put so much effort into making me look beautiful. Pretty was an understatement if you were looking to describe my reflection in the mirror. Gorgeous was more like it.

I gave a quick spin letting the dress move in the breeze and for the first time since I arrived, I smiled.

Another knock on the door signaled that it was time to go.

I took graceful steps to the door.

My mind was racing. This was my first public appearance. There was going to be a lot of tension in the air that's fit sore. Everyone in Damion and his circle has already developed a hate towards me.

Especially his mother. I don't know how I'm going to endure her constant scrutiny and jives.

The guard led me to where Damion was waiting with the rest of his clique. As soon as I started making my way down the steps, his eyes were all over me.

He gave me a slow scan taking in every detail. I almost tripped. Doubt attacked me making me feel like something was wrong about my dressing.

“Hasten your steps young woman. First you show up late and now you're walking like you're on a runaway.”

I almost tripped on the last step but I kept my cool, walking to Damion. He gave me one last look before making his way out.

I had no idea what the occasion was but when we arrived at the town hall, there were a lot of guests. I was nervous because I have never been in the midst of such a crowd before.

I tried to hold Damion's arm but he shook off my hand violently. He barely looked my way. I tried to hold his arm but he kept pushing me away.

My very air irritated him. He would openly push me away.

“You keep pushing away. I thought we were supposed to create a united front for the entire pack to see?” I finally asked him when I had him in a corner.

“Everyone knows you're my wife. You don't have to be so clingy all the time. I need my personal space. Just because we are married doesn't mean that you should buzz around me like a bee.”

That put a stop to my ranting. I decided that since he didn't need my company I would wander around the hall. Maybe I would finally see someone who would want to talk to me.

It was packed with guests. I'm talking about prestigious men who came from all the prestigious walks of life that you could think of.

I was still scanning the room when I bumped into someone.

“I'm so sorry. I wasn't…” the words trailed off as soon as I saw the face of the young beautiful woman I had bumped into.

It was a face that I hadn't expected to see in a long time.

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