Chapter : 882
I felt sick to my stomach, and I opened my mouth to argue some more, but I was then interrupted.
“Uh… guys,” Irene said, staring at her phone with a sickened look on her face.
Nan leaned in closer to see what Irene was looking at.
“Holy shit,” Nan gasped. “Is that Lila?”
I stepped towards them and hovered over Irene’s other shoulder to look at the phone.
Lila was front and center on the screen. She was live with thousands of watchers. She was sitting at a vanity, putting on makeup, filming a “Get Ready with Me” video. Her blond hair was pulled back with a fluffy headband as she applied foundation.
“I always knew that something was off with Judy,” Lila said as she continued applying makeup. “I mean… where did she really come from, honestly? Those photos of her glowing don’t lie, and I have reliable sources that say that she’s strange and not fit to be Luna.”
There was a pause while Lila stopped to read the comments. Then she let out a laugh and shook her head.
“You really think I’d make a better Luna than Judy?” Lila chuckled. “Well, that’s the goal. If enough people rally behind me, it shouldn’t be a problem. Plus, with my status as a Blackwell, I would surely be a better fit as the Luna of the Silver Crescent Pack.”
“She’s not even a Blackwell,” Irene spat, her lip curling in aggravation. “Now she’s just lying to everybody.”
“I haven’t fully talked to her about that yet,” Selene admitted, looking a bit sheepish. “I did raise her for her entire life, so disowning her just because she was switched at birth didn’t quite seem right.”
“But still,” Irene said, folding her arms across her chest. “She has no actual status. She doesn’t deserve to be Luna like she’s claiming.”
“Is that even possible?” Nan asked, staring between the two of us. “Can Lila become the Luna if the pack is behind her?”
“No, of course not. It doesn’t matter what the pack wants… It’s my father’s choice. He’s a Lycan. It’s always the Lycan Chairmen who make the final decisions. It’s always their decision when it comes to this kind of thing. He would never let Lila be the Luna.”
“But what if the entire pack is against Judy and insists on having Lila?” Nan asked. “There’s still order that needs to be maintained, no? If a majority of the pack is in favor, then the Lycan has to consider the option and make it work for a short time before any final decisions are made.”
Irene went quiet for a moment.
“My father will do what it takes to make sure that doesn’t happen,” she finally said, lowering her gaze; she sounded less convinced now, and it made a knot form in my stomach.
As if he was being summoned, Gavin walked in, Erik trailing behind him.
Irene was quick to look away from where Erik was standing.
Gavin walked over to me and wrapped me in his arms as he said, “They are going to pull the articles.”
I let out a breath of relief.
“Thank you so much,” I whispered.
He held me tighter and rocked me back and forth.
“If anyone dares lay a hand on you, I will end them myself. Consequences be damned,” he murmured, pressing his lips to the top of my head. “It might take a bit for the talk to die down, but give it some time. In the meantime Erik is going to take you back to the Villa I have some other things to clean up before I return home, but I won’t be late.”
I nodded and pressed my lips to the corner of his mouth; he turned his head to capture my mouth with his then deepened the kiss. I couldn’t help but smile against him as his tongue swept across my bottom lip and entered my mouth, tasting and exploring.
The kiss ended too soon, and it left me breathless and wanting more.
“Get home,” he said, pecking the tip of my nose with his lips. “I’ll be there soon, and then we can continue this.”
He raised his brows slightly, and I blushed at the innuendo.
He released me, much to my disappointment, and then he said his goodbyes to the
others before he took off back through the doors.
I turned back towards the group, which now included Erik, and saw that Irene was already gone. I should have known she wouldn’t have stuck around long after Erik arrived. She avoids him like the plague, and he looks miserable every single time she disappears on him.
“You seem lost in thought,” Esme said as she stepped beside me. “Anything I can
do to help? I might not have magic, but I hold a lot of wisdom.”
“Not unless you know how to break a siren’s curse,” I said, half joking.
She raised her brows and glanced at Selene, who gave her a mirrored look before they both turned back to me.
“As a matter of fact, we do know how to break the Siren’s Curse,” Esme said with a grin, surprising me. “But to do that… we will need the siren to return to the place he cast the spell in the first place.”