The Luna Queen's Rebirth Novel - Chapter 409

Chapter 409 I chose a deep green color for the skirt and jacket, with the cuffs and collar trimmed in gray fur, and the back embroidered in silver thread for the scene. It looked perfect. She helped me into it and tugged it square across my shoulders, and even half-pinned and unfinished, it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever put on. Amelia smiled when I came out of the fitting room and showed her the prototype. "The Luna will be thrilled when she sees you in this." "The Luna?" I asked. Amelia blinked at me. "Your father's wife." Her eyes went wide when she saw the look on my face. "Oh.

You didn't know." "He didn't mention a wife," I said. "Stephanie," she said. "They got married... Well. How long ago was it, Marta?" "Before you were born," the seamstress replied curtly around a mouthful of pins. Amelia nodded. "I suppose you don't know you have siblings, too. Three boys." "Half-siblings," Marta corrected. Siblings. I had three half-siblings, a whole house full of people who shared my father and my blood, somewhere up that mountain, and I hadn't known they existed thirty seconds ago. "Where are they now?" I asked.

"I haven't seen any of them." "They went south with the Beta's family before you got here. Pack business, something with the Alpha King. Stephanie went along to represent your father, since his leg makes the long roads hard on him." She tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "They're due back this morning. You'll probably get to meet them at the banquet." This morning. I'd be meeting a stepmother and three siblings by tonight. It was still a lot to process. My wolf, who'd been sulking and silent all morning, stirred at that.

Absurdly, there was a part of me that wished Dominic was here to stand beside me as I met all those new people. I knew it was silly, just the mate bond getting the best of me, but... still. I couldn't help but feel it. A while later, Marta finished the prototype and asked me to come back later to pick it up. I needed to get back to the clinic anyway, so I promised to stop by once I closed up, right before the banquet. I spent the rest of the day working, cleaning and organizing some more, ordering things I needed for my apartment, anything to keep my mind off of Dominic.

Shortly before the banquet began, I stopped by the seamstress's shop and picked up my outfit. It was absolutely perfect, fitted to a T, and when I put it on, I felt that much closer to a culture I'd never considered being a part of before. Marta had outdone herself with the scene on the back, a near-perfect linework rendition of the tablet I had described. I paid her, headed home, and got dressed, then made my way to the meeting house.