Lancelot's eyes dropped to the floor where the champagne flute had shattered into pieces, spilling the expensive content all over the floor. Terror washed over Elizabeth, freezing her spine and paralysing her senses, so much so that her hands remained in the air, in the exact posture she had dropped the glass. She was unable to move, and at a loss for both words and actions. The entire Dankworth house sat in confusion, both Madeline and Edward were extremely pissed that their effort at making Lancelot's first dinner as Alpha king memorable, had proven futile. Anger flashed in Edward's eyes as he looked around him, his eyes searching for Peter, who was the only one able to give an explanation for what was going on. While Elizabeth sat, hyperventilating, Edward spoke up in anger. "Where is Peter? What is going on here?" In that moment, Lancelot tore his gaze away from Elizabeth and her mother and raised his hand. Both husband and wife focused their eyes on their son, and the rest of

Immediately the "dinner turned catastrophe" was over, Ava excused herself from the dinning room, before any of the Dankworths did. There was no doubt they were going to have a long and brutally honest family discussion after what had happened. It would have been nice to stay back and listen, since she would soon be a part of the family as well. But, Ava knew she had more pressing issues to attend to. Now that it was obvious she was not the only one who sought to send Roxanne to hell, she was certain that when she finally did, there would be no way Lancelot would be certain it was her. Except he had solid proof, but, with the method she had devised, no one would know what happened. It would be said that she died in her sleep, a slow and less painful death. Lancelot would be devastated, no doubt, but he would be alright. And everything would be back to normal, as go as it had always been planned. She was absolutely delighted and could not wait to share her good and smart news with he

Peter drove steadily and quietly, but he had a lot of questions to ask. So, he decided to communicate with Lancelot through their mind link. His hands stayed fixed on the steering wheel, his eyes on the road, as his wolf reached out for communication with Lancelot's wolf. "Your grace, I am quite worried about this plan of yours. The palace is in a current state of pandemonium. I am really concerned about how you plan to bring her back, now that everyone knows who she truly is. This would cause an uproar sir, no one would let it pass." Lancelot listened to Peter carefully. He knew that what Peter said was true, but it was the only solution. He had to make sure he stayed with Roxanne, it was the only way to guarantee her safety now. "Just do as I instruct you, allow me to worry about the rest." "But sir..." "I said, allow me to worry about the rest." Peter said nothing again, the mindlink was disconnected, and no one said a word. Not even Roxanne who was boiling with rage in her s

Watching Lancelot stroll in with the human woman in his arms, with no regards for any of them; not his father, not his mother, not his family, not even him - Garrett - or Ava his daughter, infuriated the head of the council in ways he never even thought possible. He strolled past them with confidence, as though he were not committing a sin, a taboo! His eyes darkened on the young man, and did not leave him until Lancelot was out of their sight, before he turned to his daughter. Ava stood, visibly shaking. Garrett said nothing, he only stared at her and watched as she stood helpless and hopeless. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Madeline and Edward rush up the stairs, maybe to question their son. But, Garrett had lost faith in both of them, it was time to take matters into his own hands. He took steps towards his daughter and dragged her by her hand, not caring who was looking, and led her out of the palace. Ava was stunned by her father's reaction, but even more stunned by Lancel

He held on to her, allowing himself to bond with everything she had seen, and heard in the last few hours. The next thing he saw was Garrett, her father and head of the royal council of elders. He appeared furious, as he pointed a finger at her. The setting was in a car, probably his, and he was wearing the same clothes he wore in the palace, which told Arthur that the event had happened today, maybe even shortly after Lancelot's grand entrance. "You must do anything and everything until you are crowned Luna queen! You have to be crowned Luna queen!" Arthur flinced. He had never realised Garrett was so desperate to have Ava bevome Lancelot's Luna. She must do everything and anything? What did that even mean. However, it was the next thing he saw that really sent shock down his spine. In the garden, Ava's hands held Marilyn's and the woman's eyes were shined with hope, and...greed? Then, he heard Ava's voice again. "Once this is done, you would no longer be just the head of maids.