I Refuse To Be Your Luna (Flourish and Harold) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109 Mine To Escort

Lady Flourish’s POV

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The elder’s eyes widened slightly at the definitive tone Damian used. “I see. A pleasure to meet you, Lady Flourish. It seems Stonehedge Pack is full of surprises lately.”

I smiled politely and managed to hold my own, answering his questions about our recent technological expansions with practiced professionalism.

Yet, even as I spoke, I could feel the weight of dozens of eyes tracking our every move across the floor. No matter how simple my dress was or how quiet my perfume smelled, Damian’s unyielding attention made it absolutely impossible to remain unnoticed.

He was making a silent, powerful statement to the entire werewolf hierarchy, whether I was fully prepared for the consequences or not.

Inside my mind, my wolf lifted her chin, feeling a sudden surge of pride at how fiercely he claimed our space in the room.

Just as I was beginning to adapt to the heavy rhythm of the evening and the constant introductions, a sudden, sharp lull near the grand entrance caught my attention.

The heavy oak doors opened once more, admitting a fresh gust of wind from the outside world. I felt Damian’s posture turn instantly rigid beside me, a low, vibration-like growl rolling silently in his chest before I even realized what was happening.

I glanced over his broad shoulder toward the doorway, and my hands tightened securely against my silver purse, my knuckles turning white.

Walking into the bright ballroom, dressed in their finest attire and looking every bit the picture of a perfect elite couple, were Harold and Phina.

The air grew heavy as Harold stopped directly in front of us, his gaze ignoring Damian entirely to lock onto me.

The polite facade he usually maintained was completely gone, replaced by a raw, turbulent emotion that made my wolf uneasy. “Flourish,” Harold said, his voice tightly wound as he took half a step closer. “We need to speak. Privately. Just for a few minutes.”

Behind him, Phina caught up, her expression strained as she tried to place a hand on his shoulder. “Harold, please, this isn’t the time or the place-”

“Not now, Phina,” he snapped, his eyes never leaving my face.

Before I could even process the demand, the grip on my waist tightened. Damian didn’t shift

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his stance, nor did he raise his voice, but the sheer weight of his Alpha aura flooded the space between us, creating an invisible, immovable barrier.

“She’s accompanying me tonight,” Damian said. His voice was calm, effortless, and entirely final.

He didn’t offer an explanation, nor did he directly refuse the request, but the phrasing left absolutely no room for argument.

The words carried a quiet, terrifying authority that rippled outward. Within seconds, the nearby conversations faltered as guests caught wind of the exchange. *She’s accompanying me tonight.*

The simple sentence began to whisper its way across the ballroom, passing from one high- ranking wolf to the next like a spark through dry grass.

Harold’s jaw clenched so hard I heard the faint grind of his teeth. Beneath the surface, I could feel the sharp, violent spike of his wolf’s agitation.

The beast within him was pacing, furious at being denied and deeply threatened by the dominant presence towering over them.

The tension between the two brothers grew rapidly worse, the air thick with the unspoken threat of a challenge. I could feel the ancient, primal instinct of two powerful wolves on the verge of a territorial clash, and it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“Damian,” Harold lowered his voice, a dangerous edge bleeding through. “This doesn’t concern you.”

“Everything involving my guest concerns me,” Damian replied smoothly, his dark eyes radiating a cold, unyielding warning. “Enjoy the banquet, Harold.”

Without waiting for a response, Damian guided me away, his hand firm against my back as he led me toward the grand dining hall where the formal dinner was being served.

I took a quiet, steadying breath, trying to shake off the suffocating weight of Harold’s gaze as we took our places at the head table alongside several prominent Alphas.

For the first half of the dinner, the conversation revolved around territory boundaries and trade agreements.

I kept my head down, focusing on my food and hoping the spotlight had finally shifted away

from me.

“Alpha Damian,” the Alpha sitting across from us spoke up, tilting his head slightly as he caught the air. “I must commend your companion. Amidst the heavy, overwhelming pheromones in this hall tonight, her scent is remarkably refreshing. It’s clean, elegant, and perfectly

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I smiled politely, raising my glass to take a sip of water to soothe my dry throat. “Thank you, Alpha. It’s just a simple fragrance I found-”

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