The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 454

**TITLE: The Perfect 454**

**Chapter 454**

Just as I settled into the couch, another image flickered to life on the screen, and an icy wave of nausea crashed over me, twisting my insides so violently that I feared I might actually be sick.

“And let’s not pretend that Miss Night is oblivious to her actions,” Brian sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “She knows she bears a striking resemblance to Ella, and she’s using it to manipulate the situation to her advantage. Both of them are clearly unhinged.”

I doubled over, clutching my stomach as the memory washed over me. The image was a snapshot from that day we had spent shopping with Anya and Lucien. It captured a moment of pure intimacy—a stolen kiss in a secluded corner of the store, where we had believed we were hidden from prying eyes. Though the photo was grainy, taken through a clutter of shelves, the emotion was unmistakable.

“When will Alexander’s infidelities finally come to an end?” Brian continued, gripping the podium with a fierce determination that made his knuckles turn white. “Not anytime soon, I assure you; especially not while he continues to bask in the glory of being Alpha King, all while indulging in his selfish ways. It’s time for Alpha Alexander to step down, and that is why I urge you to vote for me—Brian Eden of the Stormhollow pack. Honor Ella’s memory in a way that Alexander never did by contributing to my campaign today!”

The moment the phone number for donations began to scroll across the screen like a taunting banner, something snapped inside me. I snatched the remote and abruptly turned off the television, my heart pounding with indignation. I was already halfway to the front door when Alexander caught up to me, his brow furrowed with concern.

“Where are you going?” he asked, his voice low but urgent.

I grabbed my coat, feeling a surge of determination. “I’m going to confront my despicable father.”

Alexander opened his mouth, perhaps to argue, but before he could say anything, Lilith emerged from around the corner, her cane tapping against the floor with each deliberate step. Her eyes were steely, and her mouth was a thin, determined line. “I’m coming with you.”

I nodded, a silent agreement passing between us. Together, we were stronger. Alexander insisted on joining, and soon the three of us were crammed into his car, racing toward Stormhollow despite the late hour. The night air whipped past us, filled with a sense of urgency and unresolved tension.

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