The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 387

**The Perfect 387**

**Chapter 387**

**Alexander’s POV**

“Are you alright?” The anxious voices of Margaret, Brian, and Richard swirled around me, their expressions a mix of worry and disbelief. I had managed to pull off a performance far more dramatic than I had anticipated—much more dramatic.

The crowd that had gathered around our table was growing, a sea of curious faces, some of which were brandishing their phones, eager to capture this unexpected spectacle. There I was, the formidable Alpha King, reduced to a trembling, coughing mess on the floor.

Little did they know, the “blood” that had erupted from my clenched fist was nothing more than a cleverly concealed capsule filled with red food coloring and corn syrup.

Perhaps I was indeed on the brink of death, but not in the way they imagined.

Just moments earlier, I had caught sight of Anya and Ella slipping away under the pretense of adjusting Anya’s dress. Everything was unfolding according to my carefully laid plan; all I needed to do was keep Ella’s family distracted for a few more minutes.

“Alexander? Are you really okay?” Richard’s voice cut through my thoughts as he placed a reassuring hand on my elbow. I nodded, still gasping for breath, and allowed him to help me rise. Leaning heavily against the table, I coughed once more, this time for dramatic effect.

“Yes, I’m…” I inhaled sharply, my breath ragged. “I’m perfectly fine. Just a minor coughing fit. Nothing to worry about.”

Margaret narrowed her eyes, suspicion etched across her features. “A minor coughing fit? You’ve got blood all over your collar.”

Now, I was certain, as I had been for some time, that there were puppeteers working behind the scenes in this entire charade. Richard and Margaret were undoubtedly scheming to position Brian as the next Alpha King, all for their own selfish ambitions.

They had likely been plotting this for years, perhaps even longer.

The ramifications of their success weighed heavily on my mind. They had already drained Stormhollow of its resources and wealth, and had attempted to do the same with Ashclaw, exploiting their own daughter to fund their lavish lifestyle.

Now, they aimed to leverage the entire territories for their gain. They had no qualms about ruining Brian’s reputation for life; they didn’t care if he made an absolute mockery of himself in office.

To them, he was merely a pawn, just like Ella had been.