All Chapters of Luna Battle: The Game: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I escaped to my room quickly, unwilling to give the others a chance to ask questions or assume they knew what our conversation was about. It feels like Kellan is purposely going against Darius' words when it comes to me.Why though?I spend the rest of my day with May, helping and watching her make my dress. Today is a day without an event, and that's a good thing. The ladies will need time to calm down and hate me less."I've also sorted out gloves." I look at May. "You need to wear gloves. They need to be a certain length. Gloves that are too short or not wearing gloves is against the rules. The King’s Luna needs to wear them." I nod at her words.She has made sure the dress covers my shoulders. I explained I have a scar there, one which isn't appealing, so all clothes she creates will ensure the scar is covered. I can't risk it getting seen.Later, I began walking down and saw Sage. I caught up with her, and we walked down together for dinner."So, Prince Kellan?" She looks at me.

I hide away, but it doesn’t last long. Soon after I hid in my room, a knock had me walking to the door. As I open it, I see Sage.“Ready?” She smiles at me.“Yes.” I guess now I need to face Kellan, which I don’t think I can ever be ready for. Part of me wants to believe he didn’t notice, but he saw the lipstick on Daius’ mouth, and even he isn’t stupid enough not to realise.We walk out in silence, and I find my place. It’s colder today; the snow seems to be coming down heavier. The others have their wolves to help them keep warm, me? I’m going to freeze. I sit on the floor in front of the wolf.“Sorry, I don’t have a wolf.” I give the wolf a small smile, knowing I have no idea what it is trying to reply.“She said her name is Moonlight.” I glance up to see Kellan. He moves and sits beside me. “This is Elara; I’m Prince Kellan; as you can no doubt tell, she doesn’t have a wolf.” He nods to the wolf.“Thank you.” I look at him, and he grins.“Oh, you’re more than welcome. Moonlight wo

I wake up hearing the knocking. Climbing from my bed, I open the door and stand confused when I see Kellan. I look at the time. It's six am?"I'm sorry." I look at him, waiting for him to explain. "I realised the way I have been behaving around you is not good." He steps into the room. "Darius has explained he warned you to stay away from me, and I kept pushing you into situations with me. It wasn't very polite.""Kellan, it is fine." I often forget he is young. Sure, he is a prince, but he's only twenty-six."It isn't, and this apology is also from Darius as he realised requesting you avoid me puts you in a difficult situation." Sighing, he rubs his face. "We both essentially have made this harder for you. Darius wouldn't tell any of the other contestants to avoid me, so he apologises and takes it back.""Thank you. Although, he's right. Me getting seen with you in compromising or troubling situations won't help me."He chuckles slightly. "That was his excuse, Elara. Darius telling y

I walk down with Sage and Astrid. Both complimented me on the dress, expressing how amazing May had done. It really is beautiful.As we stepped into the room, I saw each of the contestants' families or packs. They are currently split up. My eyes stop on Alpha Draven. He's with Beta Paul and Jones, along with Emilya. No doubt she is representing the women of the pack. Alpha Draven doesn't have a Luna. She is the closest."Thank you, everyone, for joining. The King would like to speak." Beta William steps back, and Darius takes point."As you know, tonight is about you introducing your family, packs and such to each other. The key factor is how you represent yourself and them and how they represent you to others. From time to time, Kellan and I will occasionally walk around and join in conversations. Enjoy your night." He steps back, and I watch the contestants walk to their families."Are you going to be okay?" Sage looks at me. She knows everything. She's the only one I could speak to

I sit with Rowan, and we read through the briefing for this next event. It's more than just cooking small canapés."Can you actually cook?" She looks at me, and I roll my eyes. "Sorry, I had to make sure as I can't." She laughs slightly."Well, I'm sure you know about fashion and colour matching, right?" She nods at my words."Okay, so we can discuss the food together. We have one hour daily in the kitchen, so I can show you today. Then you can try and teach me about fashion." We laugh."It says here that we both need to match but not to be the same, and we have to compliment each other and the table?" She sighs. "What colours do you like?" She looks at me."How about we forget what colours we like, choose the style of dresses, what food, then choose the colours based on that?" She nods and continues to read."So, hot or cold canapes?" I don't know which will be better."Cold, it's outside; if we make something hot that needs to be eaten hot, it could go cold and then taste bad." She