The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 375

**TITLE: The Perfect 375**

**Chapter 375**

**Alexander’s POV**

As the morning sun filtered through the towering trees, casting a golden hue over the pack’s territory, an unsettling chill gripped my heart. Anxiety wrapped around me like a suffocating shroud, and the whispers of my illness echoed in the air, a constant reminder of my vulnerability. It seemed the entire pack was abuzz with concern, their furtive glances and hushed conversations a stark indication of my current plight.

This was not the scenario I had envisioned for myself. I had longed to confront my illness in silence, to battle it away from prying eyes. Yet, following my recent hospital visit, the truth had spilled out like ink on a page, and now everyone knew I was unwell. They simply didn’t grasp the full extent of what plagued me.

Even the doctors, who had hastily diagnosed me with tuberculosis, were unaware of the sinister reality lurking beneath the surface. Their worried expressions and furrowed brows signaled a growing concern, yet they remained blissfully ignorant of the true nature of my affliction.

It was no ordinary illness. It was a curse—a dark legacy that had been thrust upon me, one that should never have found its way into my life.

The mere thought of revealing this truth sent icy tendrils of fear racing through me. I could already envision the skepticism in their eyes, the whispers of disbelief. What if my confession led to panic? What if I inadvertently endangered innocent lives? The weight of my responsibilities as Alpha King bore down on me, a heavy burden that I felt ill-equipped to carry. The thought of my actions causing harm to others was a torment I could not bear. And who could say if I would even be alive long enough to confront the consequences of my choices?

The next morning, my advisors summoned me for an urgent meeting, the tone of their voices making it clear that this was not merely a suggestion—it was imperative. Reluctantly, I made my way to the gathering, knowing that I had little choice in the matter.

“You must hold a press conference, Alexander,” Alistair, my lead advisor, announced with an air of authority. His weathered face, marked by years of service, looked more serious than usual, his hair streaked with gray and his expression unyielding. “In fact, I have already scheduled one for this afternoon.”

A press conference. My least favorite task. It felt akin to tossing raw meat to a pack of ravenous wolves, all clamoring for a story to feast upon.

“Considering your… current condition,” Maria, my public relations officer, chimed in, a hint of worry lacing her words as she delicately dabbed her handkerchief to her lips, “the conference will be held right here, just outside the gate. Do you think you can manage that?”

“Of course I can manage! I’m not on my deathbed,” I retorted, attempting to inject humor into the situation, though the laughter that followed felt hollow against the backdrop of their serious expressions. Their eyes darted among each other, clearly unconvinced of my bravado.

I cleared my throat, and they flinched as if anticipating a cough that might betray my condition. But it was just a simple throat clearing, nothing more.

This was supposed to be like any other press conference I had faced before. I had donned my best suit, my hair meticulously styled—though the dark circles under my eyes betrayed the toll of sleepless nights, exacerbated by my illness. I had invited any journalist eager enough to come forth, ready to withstand the onslaught of inquiries.

As I stood there, poised on the precipice of my own vulnerability, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the storm that lay ahead.

In that moment, facing the throng of reporters, a surge of determination coursed through me. The fear that had clutched at me for days began to dissipate, replaced by a fierce resolve to protect my pack and those I loved. I realized that this press conference was not merely a duty but an opportunity to reclaim my narrative. I would not allow my illness, nor the curse that haunted me, to define who I was as Alpha King. Instead, I would use this moment to galvanize the pack, to unite them against the darkness threatening to engulf us. I needed to be their leader, not just in title but in spirit, and that required me to be honest about my struggles, even if it meant exposing my vulnerabilities.

As I spoke, my voice steady and clear, I felt the weight of my fears lift, if only slightly. I shared my truth, not just about my illness but about the burden of leadership and the love I held for my pack. The glances exchanged among my advisors and the concerned faces of my pack members reminded me of the bond we shared, a bond that would not easily be broken by curses or illness. I was not alone in this fight; we were in it together. And as I concluded my address, a flicker of hope ignited within me. Perhaps, together, we could find a way to break the curse, to save not just Liam but ourselves. The journey ahead would be fraught with challenges, but I was ready to face them, not just as a king but as a man driven by love and loyalty.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

In the upcoming chapter, the tension surrounding Alexander’s press conference will escalate dramatically as he confronts the piercing eyes of the media and the heavy burden of his secrets. With stakes higher than ever, readers can anticipate a gripping exploration of Alexander’s internal struggle as he wrestles with the choice between honesty and the fear of exposing his true affliction. Will he manage to maintain the facade of strength, or will the mounting pressure force him to reveal the darkness lurking beneath the surface? The atmosphere will be charged with anticipation as journalists press for answers, and the pack watches closely, uncertain of their leader’s fate.

As the conference unfolds, unexpected revelations may arise that could alter the course of Alexander’s journey. Allies may turn into adversaries in the blink of an eye, and the alliances he thought were solid could begin to crack under the strain of his hidden curse. Meanwhile, the looming threat of Liam’s impending doom will add urgency to Alexander’s quest to find Margaret and the cursed artifacts. Will he be able to balance his responsibilities as Alpha King while racing against time to save his friend? Prepare for a whirlwind of emotions, shocking twists, and the harsh realities of leadership as Alexander stands at the crossroads of truth and deception.