Reborn Luna (Hope and Keith) novel Chapter 55

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Hope

Tessa yanks open another drawer, pulling out yet another bland pantsuit. Navy blue this time. She

holds it up like it’s a prize. “Do you think this one’s better?”

I’m sitting cross-legged on her bed, trying to look helpful. It’s hard.

wolf huffs her displeasure at the human frivolity of picking an outfit.

she demands.

minute, Tessa needs us.

e the suit and wince inwardly. “It looks like all the others you rejected.”

She frowns, her eyebrows dipping in the center. “No, it doesn’t. This one has pinstripes.”

I tilt my head. “Pinstripes. Right. Are you fucking with me, or do you want to look like you’re balancing finances for fun?”

“I want the King to take me seriously,” she says, turning toward the mirror. “I need him to see me as an Alpha, not some female trying to play at a male’s game.”

I raise an eyebrow. “And you can’t do that in a dress?”

She turns, incredulous. “A dress? Hope, this council-this whole system-is built on centuries of tradition. Male tradition. They see a woman in a dress, and all they think is wife, breeder, weak. I can’t let that be my label.”

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I lean forward. “And you think blending in will change their minds? No matter how you dress, you’ll always be a woman.”

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“No,” she snaps. “I think commanding respect in their language will make them listen.”

“Tessa.” I stand up and walk over, lowering the pantsuit from her hands. “You’re about to become the first female Alpha in the Northern Pack’s history. They’re already watching you. Every step, every move, every breath. And if all you do is try to be a version of them, they’ll never see you as more than a knockoff

She sighs, rubb

She drops

“I do,” I s

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et it.”

ne’s listening to me.

you’re not just walking in there as a woman. You’re walking in e Rock bloodline. Smart. Brutal when you need to be. Unshakable.

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You think they’ll forget all that because of fabric?”

She looks at me, unsure. “It’s not just fabric. It’s armor.”

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“Then wear armor that tells the truth,” I say. I walk to the garment rack she’s been ignoring and pull back a few hangers. “Not this corporate funeral wear. Not something that makes you smaller.”

I hold the midnight blue, floor-length, sleeveless gown out with a shit eating grin. The crystal embroidery runs along the neckline and trails down like stars falling through the sky. It shimmers like power.

“This is you,” I say with conviction.

She blinks. “That’s… dramatic.”

“It’s bold. It’s commanding. It walks into the room and says, I don’t have to look like you to lead your

She stares at the gown like it might bite her. “Hope-”

“You’ve spent your whole life fighting for this,” I cut in. “Don’t hide now.”

She chews her lip. “They’re going to talk about me.

“They already are. Might as well give them something to look at while you do.”

She looks down, arms crossed. I can see the indecision in her eyes, the way she’s weighing what

she wants and what she thinks she should do.

“I bet you Ben’s gonna swallow his tongue when he sees you in this.”

Tessa blushes.

Fucking blushes.

My bad ass, take no prisoner sister is pink cheeked at the thought of Ben finding her attractive, it’s

almost unthinkable.

“Speaking of Ben…. so he told you your his mate,huh?”

Tessa clears her throat. “Actually, I told him he was mine.”

My eyes almost bulged out of my head. “What? When did you suspect it? How come I didn’t know?

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