Page 110 of His Blue Moon Princess

A doorman guides us to the 32nd floor without even asking for an invitation. Liam winks at me. I guess he didn’t need one, being one of the infamous Black Brothers... Once we finally arrive, the doors open on a gigantic Reception Hall.

It’s very luxurious and intimidating. The marble floor is so clean and polished, I can see my reflection in it, and it’s thesame for the walls. Large chandeliers are hanging from the roof, with real candles lit up. On my right, a large bar with five barmen working swiftly, and on the left, a large glass-wall like the one in my apartment offers a breath-taking night view.

The place is crowded. Now I know why Liam said I wouldn’t be overdressed. Every person standing in the room is wearing luxurious brand items, jewelry, and outfits. My dress doesn’t seem out of place, and it’s not the fanciest. Some ladies even have real gemstones embroidered on their dresses, when they are not wearing it as jewelry.

Liam gives me his arm to hold on, and I don’t let go. I feel way too intimidated. For the first time, I see him really being a Black Brother. As we walk, people get out of our way, and I hear whispers all around us. A lot of the guests are eyeing Liam yet avoid his gaze. A few steps behind us, Bobo is also definitely making an impression too.

People are staring at me, as well, probably because I’m accompanying Liam. They observe me from head to toe, and they are not even trying to hide it. I feel like I just stepped into a nest of snakes...

“Well, well, look who is there!”

I turn around, and to my surprise, Lysandra Jones, the Purple Clan Alpha, is walking up to us. This time she is wearing clothes, a superb purple combi with assorted jewelry, and gold rings in her hair or as piercings on her nose, ears, and eyebrow. She stands in front of us, with a wide smile.

“Hi, Lysandra,” Says Liam.

“You brat... You fought with my guys again this week, didn’t ya? How many times do I have to tell you to stay out of my territory?”

“Come on, I thought we were just training? Are they tired yet?”

“Don’t be too cheeky... One day I will come myself to give you that kick in the ass you’re asking for.”

“Any time!” Replies Liam with a cheeky smile.

Though the conversation seems heated, I feel like Lysandra is more amused by Liam’s attitude than annoyed. I wonder why he has to go so often to provoke her warriors? Is it because they are strong rivals? She turns to me.

“Nice to see you in human form, whitey girl.”

“How did you recognize me?” I ask.

“Blue eyes, a big scar on your face, and those guys around ya? Come on.”

Right... I guess my visible scar in both my forms is a big giveaway. I tend to forget about it these days. Now I feel stupid... Indeed, anyone could recognize me, then. Lysandra doesn’t mind that I’m staying silent, she starts talking again.

“By the way... I wondered which pack you were from, but seeing you’re with these two, I guess you’re a Blood Moon?”

I shake my head. “Not really. I’m more of a... free spirit now?”

This is a dangerous thing to say in a room full of werewolves, admitting that I don’t belong to any Clan. But Lysandra just laughs. “Nice one! Well, if you ever get past this free-spirit phase, you can come to the Purple Clan anytime. We value fighters in my pack, so you would definitely be welcomed with what I saw the other week.”

Wow, I didn’t expect that... I whisper thanks, too shocked to think of anything else. Liam growls, though. “Don’t dream about it. Nora will belong to my brother’s pack.”

“Who knows... The girl might change her mind?”

“If so, then you can always join the Sea Moon Wolves, too!”

We turn around. It’s Grandpa Seaver! He walks up to us, flanked by two young people. The girl looks about my age oryounger, with chubby cheeks and a brownish ponytail. She is wearing a sea-green dress and aquamarine earrings. The young man, probably her brother since they look so alike, is wearing a brown suit and has a large scar across his neck.

“Old Man!” Says Liam.

“Oh, shut up, kiddo. I’m here for the young lady, not you.”

Is there an Alpha that Liam hasn’t angered out there? They all seem annoyed at him! But he just laughs while the old man turns to me. “So, you’re named Nora, are you? Patrick Seaver. Here are my children, Marina and Arthur. You saved both their lives last week.”

The young Sea Moon she-wolf waves at me, a bit shy. Her brother just nods, but his eyes are glaring at Liam. Gosh, he really loves messing with everyone...

“It’s nothing. We were in the middle of a battle, after all.”

“Hopefully, the last one! I’m done with vampires for this lifetime!”

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