Chapter 50: Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Get 5 Menu I stared at Ruby with undisguised contempt. Did she really think her petty comments would get to me?

I wasn’t the same pushover Selene from before. I could put her in her place if I wanted to, but what was the point? I was just a guest here, and starting drama with the Alpha’s girlfriend would only make me look desperate for his attention.

“I believe you’re forgetting something. Kane hasn’t officially named you Luna of this pack,” Garrett pointed out.

Ruby’s face fell instantly. She opened her mouth to speak but thought better of it, dropping her head in a submissive nod.

“You’re right, Garrett. Kane hasn’t made me his Luna yet.

Diana turned away dismissively. “If he hasn’t done it by now, don’t push it. Maybe he’s still unsure about you.”

Ruby’s head snapped up, tears streaming down her cheeks in what looked like genuine distress.

For a moment, I actually felt sorry for her. Kane had been with her for years now. If he really loved her like he claimed, why hadn’t he made her Luna?

“What’s going on here?” A familiar voice cut through the tension.

Kane was coming down the stairs. He went straight to Ruby. “Why are you crying?”

A thought struck me – had she spotted him coming down and turned on the waterworks for effect?

Ruby wiped her tears, clinging to Kane’s arm. “It’s nothing. Uncle Garrett was just talking about me.”

Kane’s gaze shifted from Ruby to his father, then landed on me. Something about his eyes reminded me of last night – that strange, red glow had been different somehow.

I looked away, wondering if his wolf had been in control then.

“Don’t give us that attitude,” Garrett spoke up. “We were discussing how you haven’t made her Luna yet.”

Kane frowned at his father, then glanced my way before saying, “Very soon.”

Ruby’s eyes went wide – clearly, she hadn’t expected that response. Her surprise quickly morphed into a warm smile.

Just then, Ruby’s driver rushed in, carrying a bouquet and fruit basket.

“Miss, I apologize for the delay. I forgot these in the car,” he said breathlessly.

“No problem,” Ruby said, taking them from him.

She presented the flowers to Garrett. “I heard you like these.”

Then she set the fruit basket on the coffee table. “And some fresh fruit to help with your recovery.”

Garrett accepted the bouquet without comment. Some maids appeared to announce breakfast was ready.

“Let’s eat,” Garrett said.

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Menu As I passed Kane, I felt his eyes on me but kept walking, focused on helping Garrett to the dining ro om.

I took the same seat as last night’s dinner, across from Garrett and Diana.

“May I review your prescriptions after breakfast?”

“Of course,” he agreed.

“Why bother? It’s not like you’d understand them anyway.” Ruby’s voice dripped with disdain as she entered with Kane.

To my surprise, Kane took the head chair to my right. I’d always seen Garrett sit on the left during our family dinners years ago, so I’d assumed Kane would take that spot.

Ruby marched up to me. “Why are you sitting there? That’s my seat. Or did you forget you’re not Kane’s wife anymore?”

I started to get up, struggling to find a response, but Kane cut in.

“It’s fine, Ruby. Take the other seat.”

D I turned to him, shocked, but he was already eating, avoiding my gaze.

Ruby stood there, stunned, until Diana spoke up. “Why are you still standing? Sit down. Selene’s our guest she can sit wherever she likes.”

“Y–yes, Aunt Diana,” Ruby mumbled, sinking into the chair beside me.

When Diana started to spread peanut butter on bread for Garrett, I quickly spoke up. “Diana, wait – he has a nut allergy. It’s in his medical records.”

Everyone stared at me. Kane raised an eyebrow. “How do you know that?”

“I checked his medical files.”

“Why were you looking at those?”

“I wanted to review them.”

Ruby’s laugh was sharp and mocking. “How stupid! Everyone knows you dropped out after getting married. How could you possibly understand medical records?”

Ruby kept throwing insults my way until Diana’s glare shut her up. She ducked her head, playing the r ole of the perfect, obedient future daughter–in–law.

That did it. My resolution to avoid bringing up the past went out the window. I turned to Ruby, finally ready to expose her true nature.

‘Time to show everyone who you really are,‘ I thought, giving her a sweet smile.

“Since you’re so chatty, let’s discuss my conversation with my foster father.”

“What are you talking about?” Her voice trembled slightly.

“Don’t play dumb. I still have the message you sent me.”