Chapter Forty Five

Emily's POV 

“Alpha, how could I possibly tell you about this? I know it's not your fault that outsiders choose to attack me on the day of our marriage.”

Jacob chuckled slightly. “You're still the same as before, Emily.”

“And so are you.”

“I remember the maid that was in the room. I remember she served the former Luna even till her last breath.”

I choosed not to say too much to trigger Jacob. This time that he was in my room, I knew that he was trying to gauge me up to see what I was trying to do as his new Luna. If he had a clue what I really meant to do then I would assume that he would shut me down in so many ramifications which was why I had to be careful.

“Well, it just happened that I choose her. She's just a maid so It doesn't matter.”

“Just a maid, I see.” Jacob said, and I nodded.

“By the way, I sent some of my men to investigate who those men were that attacked you.”

“And who are they?” I asked.

“Not sure yet. I just came to tell you that I have nothing to do with the attack, that is if you believe me.”

I chuckled. “Of course I don't think you have anything to do with the attack.” I said, even though I was conflicted about that in my mind.

If Jacob wasn't the one who wanted to kill me, then who was? I looked at Jacob closely, putting in mind that I was not supposed to put my trust in him or in his character.

“Anyway, I came to remind you about something.” he said, and I nodded.

“Yeah, what is that?”

“You are my Luna, there are some boundaries you should not cross. I'll send you some books to read later, it will help navigate you.”

“I see.” I responded calmly.

Jacob seemed surprised by my reaction but I didn't take offense to it. He indeed was gauging me to see what my tolerance level is.

“By the way it's getting late, have you had dinner yet, Jacob?” I asked.

Jacob cracked a smile. “You know I think it's way too early to call me Jacob, it sounds a little…” he trailed off.

“Would you rather I call you Alpha then?” I asked and he shook his head.

“Of course not, that's too formal. You are my Luna.”

I lifted my head up.

“You should get going, Jacob.” I said and he nodded, heading towards the door.

As soon as he was gone, I could finally have the time to breathe again.

If Jacob wasn't the one who was the one who sent those werewolves to attack me then who did?

I was going to worry myself about the topic but then I realized that I was only one person. If I was going to get an answer I needed more people on my side other than myself.

I sighed. Anyway, it was not good for me to worry myself to death. It was getting late. 

Damn, I just missed an opportunity to ask Jacob to invite me to eat dinner with him. We just had a long talk, it would have been good if I asked him. But since I didn't, I might as well move on.

I stepped out the door and walked down the hallway only to see Fayne holding a tray of chicken and rice soup. I felt a little important watching him hold the tray but then I realized that he was only doing what he was supposed to do. I literally had an important man in the human empire as my slave. What more could he possibly do to survive than to serve me?

“Emily,” he said as soon as he recognized me. Then he walked over to me.

“I was just about to bring the meal to your room.”

“Shouldn’t we be looking at another name for you to call me?” I said.

“Excuse me?” He asked.

“For example, you can start by calling me Luna.” I said.

“Oh, is that what you would like?” He asked.

“Yeah,” I said and he cleared his throat, “Okay, Luna. Should I take the food into your room now?”

“No, I can eat right here.” 

I sat down on the bench nearby and he nodded at me.

“Here,” he placed the tray next to me and bowed. 

The tray contained chicken and rice soup and it was very flattering so I started eating.

“How is it?” Fayne asked.

“Not too good, not too bad. It's just somewhere in between.”

“I see.” Fayne replied.

“Where have you been?” I asked him.

“What do you mean?”

“Did you make it yourself or is this what the kitchen gave you?”

“This is what the kitchen gave me.” he said.

“Whatever,” I replied. “Did you eat?”

“Not really.”

“Finish this off.” I handed Fayne my leftovers and noticed that he looked pained about it.

“What, do you not want to finish my leftovers?” I asked him.

“That's not the case, I'll finish it.” Fayne grabbed the tray and I watched him eat it right in front of me.

I sighed, thinking to myself. Was I pushing him too much?

“Luna, would you like to go on a walk to cool off?” Fayne asked me, his gaze wife and clear. I think that was a sign for me to say yes, so I did.

“Sure, let's go on a walk.”

We walked down the path until we arrived at the security unit where I said a maid handing out food to the security.

Fayne gave me a gaze which I instantly understood.

I walked over to the maid handing out the food and she gasped when she saw me.

“Luna?!” Her eyes scanned me and she looked as though she was in despair from my presence.

But how did she know that I was the Luna?

“Well, Anna told me about you… Oh, you probably don't know who that is. Well, everyone is talking about you after you entered the fashion designing hall.”