Chapter Seventy One: Sneaky Fiona.

I made sure I didn't look like the tears I had previously cried as I walked inside the mansion, Father had left me for his duty, so I was ushered in by the stern-looking butler whose face only reminded me of when I snuck in.

Contrary to what I thought that night, his countenance didn't change when I said I was called upon by Mac or even when I said I was his mate.

He didn't care, and for some reason, it stung because I felt he should attribute more respect to me, knowing who I am and what I am here for, he should show some more courtesy to someone who had a high probability of becoming his future Luna.

Or was there something he knew that I didn't?

I stared at the magnificence as he led me to a waiting room, now that it was not on the occasion of a ball or party, I could see what the mansion looked like. The living room went on forever, I suspected it was where we held the part that night.

Everywhere I went, exquisite and blinding chandeliers stared me in the face radiating their m