Luna's Prime Time Rebirth のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Wilmot POV I have been trying every channel and connection I have to get the exceptions from the elders. I keep hitting a wall, though. Regina is pestering me about needing money. Money I can no longer give her. “Wilmot, I told you that you should have sent Neriah away a long time ago. Now we are broke. The stipend the elders are giving you is only for the household expenses. Jemisha and I need our allowances,” she whined. “Regina, for the love of the Moon Goddess, shut the fuck up!” I snarled. “Neriah aired out all of our laundry in front of the cameras at Jemisha’s birthday. The elders saw it. They put a pause on everything! The elders are now deciding how much allowance you two will get. Did you blow all the money? You have received millions over the years. Where did all that money go?” I asked. Regina scoffed. “Do you think my upkeep is cheap? Did you think the image Jemisha and I are meticulous about doesn’t have a price tag, Wilmot? You wanted a refined look from both of us.

Neriah POVNow comes the moment of truth. I opened my box, and my supplies were mediocre at best. My heart dropped a little, but then I remembered Silas gave me less, and I could still make a calm, peaceful environment. I just needed more tact in my approach. I still had to come up with a peaceful, calm space in two hours, though.Everything in the box looked like items from an old box sitting in a garage. There was rope, bells, some tarps, fake flowers, a couple of mason jars, and other knick-knacks. Inside the pod, there were tools to set everything up. Aside from the plain furniture and slate blue walls, the room was a blank canvas.“Cottage chic,” I said to myself.Ben and Erin mentioned that the alphas would determine the winner of this round. They would vote for their favorites, from favorite to least favorite. The numbers on the pods would be their only clue of who they liked. When it was all revealed, then our names would be exposed.This would be point-based again. The next co

Silas POVI’m walking from pod to pod. All of them are decent, but none of them feel like home. I think it would be okay for me to visit, and maybe stay a week, but afterward, I think I would grow tired of the silly throw pillows that serve no purpose, and candles that cannot be lit, because they are for 'pretty’ and not ‘use’. My mother did that, and it drove me up the wall. Why buy a candle you don't use? That’s a female thing. Guys like practicality.Then I walked into one that Ambrose had just left. When I walked in, I got a strange sense of déjà vu. It’s calm in here. Not a whole lot of ornate decorations. Also, there are a lot of feminine and masculine characteristics in here. I’m not sure who this pod belongs to, but it feels right and familiar. I’m not sure why, but I feel like I have been in a space like this before.As I am leaving, Bryce and Jace come in. Jace whistles. “Now this is more like it. Understated but comfortable. Too much girly vibes from the other pods. This one

Ambrose POVWhen I got into the van, the guys were talking about the pods. The consensus is that Neri’s pod was the best.“The slate blue was the best,” Victor said. “I hate overly decorated places. I want to come home and plop down on a couch without moving decorative pillows.”Tyrus laughed. “Right? The red pod had a bunch of sequin pillows. Honestly, it looked uncomfortable as hell.”I smiled. “I agree. I think those could have been converted into something else. The whole room looked uncomfortable.”“Too bad that one is likely Neriah’s, Prince Ambrose,” Silas said.Bryce looked skeptically at Silas. “How can you be so sure?”This I want to hear. He doesn’t know his ass from a hole in the wall, but I’m sure this will be enlightening.“Neriah didn’t have nice things growing up. She doesn’t know how to be versatile or how to decorate. Just like you said, Prince Ambrose, those things could have been used for something else,” he responded.Jace laughed. “Neriah is the most poised of the

Wilmot POVJemisha wasting twenty-five thousand dollars is a hit for me. I will not let her look broke, though. Neriah shouldn’t have instigated anything with Jemisha. At some point, she has to come back here, and then she will pay for everything she is doing.My phone rings again. Jemisha is calling me again. I swear on the Moon Goddess, she better not have gotten into more trouble, or I’m going to cut her off for the month.“Jemisha?”“Daddy, I overheard something interesting when I went to pay the fine.”“What did you hear?”“I overheard Monte and the royal beta talking about Neriah. They called her their queen,” she said.“Queen? Are you sure?” I asked.“Yes. I even recorded it. I sent it to Lady Karissa, but I thought you should know, too.”“Send me the recording, pumpkin. Is Neriah marked? Have you noticed?” I asked.“I’m sending it now. She isn’t marked. Her hair is always pulled back, and there is no mate mark. There isn’t one on Prince Ambrose either.”“Okay, I will listen to