Chapter 3ANNALISAChristiana’s fake smile cracked. "You can't be serious," she said, her voice trembling—this time with real agitation. Her eyes darted between us, wide and brimming with staged tears. "Antonio... I’m worried. She’s already lying about a pregnancy just to trap you—who knows what else she’ll do if you give her thirty days?"Antonio wrapped a hand silently across her waist, pulling her flush against him. It was a gesture of protection, one I had spent four years craving. "Trust me," he murmured into her hair, his voice softening in a way that made my chest ache. "She can't trap me, Christiana."Then he turned to me, the tenderness vanishing, replaced by a smoldering, visible anger. "And you will prepare the ceremony yourself. Every detail of the handover. The transfer of the Luna title. The guest arrangements. The ritual logistics. You will organize all of it with your own hands, and you will hand it over to Christiana yourself. You will show the pack that this is a
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