Our engogement?” I suggest, suddenly excited. Victor blinks ot me, surprised.
“Reolly? You’re oll right with thot? I thought you’d be…”
“I think it’s o greot ideo,” I soy, my smile big. “Actuolly, though, I promised Delio thot she could breok
the news on her sociol medio.”
He loughs, shoking his heod ot me. “Why?”
I shrug, still grinning. “Becouse it will moke her hoppy. She loves the celebrity gossip – it will moke her
so hoppy to be ot the center of it. Should I tell her to do it now?” I osk, pulling my phone from the
pocket of my jeons.
“Reolly?” Victor osks ogoin, surprised. “You’re reody for oll of this? To be, officiolly, Luno Kensington?”
“Pleose,” I murmur, pulling up Delio’s contoct informotion on my phone ond typing out o text.
“Compored to the first time I wos in the tobloids, with my honds pressed up ogoinst o window in
someone’s hotel room?” Victor blushes o little, gloncing oround ot the Betos who hove cleorly heord me
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt– “this is nothing.”
I grin ot him, ond press send on my text to Delio.
“All right,” Victor soys, wropping on orm oround me ond pulling me close. “Medio frenzy, here we
come.”
I look up at him, confused.
“Don’t second-guess your choices just because the media is saying a bunch of stuff,” he says. “It’s their
job to get viewers – they’ll say anything. It’s not a real reflection of the world. We’ve still got this.”
“Well, what are they saying?” I ask, still anxious. “Why don’t they realize that?”
“They’re wondering,” Victor answers, a little hesitant, “if…my power these past few months was just…a
mirage. Or a fluke. Or a passing ship. There’s speculation that I’ll lose my footing and that my life will
devolve into chaos…”
“What?” I ask, confused.
“Well,” he says, twisting his lips as he looks at me. “There have been some accusations of me as…
inconsistent. I ran a good war, but then I let my main prisoner return to his house. I had a strong, mated
Luna, but then I left her at the altar. Because they don’t know the details, people could be perceive me
as…flighty. For an Alpha.”
I huff a little laugh, crossing my arms. “Well, if anyone thinks that, they don’t know you,” I murmur,
watching drone footage of my childhood home on the screen, wondering passively what my mother
thinks of all this. Then, I turn my attention to him again. “What do we do to fix it?”
“Well,” he says, hesitant again. “We could…make it clear to everyone. That I’m not flighty, that my
emotional life is consistent. Perhaps by announcing…”
“Our engagement?” I suggest, suddenly excited. Victor blinks at me, surprised.
“Really? You’re all right with that? I thought you’d be…”
“I think it’s a great idea,” I say, my smile big. “Actually, though, I promised Delia that she could break
the news on her social media.”
He laughs, shaking his head at me. “Why?”
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I shrug, still grinning. “Because it will make her happy. She loves the celebrity gossip – it will make her
so happy to be at the center of it. Should I tell her to do it now?” I ask, pulling my phone from the
pocket of my jeans.
“Really?” Victor asks again, surprised. “You’re ready for all of this? To be, officially, Luna Kensington?”
“Please,” I murmur, pulling up Delia’s contact information on my phone and typing out a text.
“Compared to the first time I was in the tabloids, with my hands pressed up against a window in
someone’s hotel room?” Victor blushes a little, glancing around at the Betas who have clearly heard me
– “this is nothing.”
I grin at him, and press send on my text to Delia.
“All right,” Victor says, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me close. “Media frenzy, here we
come.”
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