Chapter 80
Although, the one beside it – my chair – is not.
I momentarily pause as I notice someone sitting in my chair, not at all surprised by the person who feels entitled enough to actually sit here.
Bianca takes up my seat, smiling at me as our eyes meet. She’s smug, smirking less in a challenging way and more in triumph. It’s as if she feels like she’s already won an argument we haven’t even had.
Well, that’s certainly not the case.
“What are you doing?” I ask her as I come closer.
She blinks at me, fluttering her lashes. “What do you mean?” she asks sweetly, trying to act aloof and innocent.
“That’s my seat,” I state.
“This seat?” she asks, still playing dumb. However, her features then turn a little colder. “No, this is the seat meant for the pack’s Luna. And since I don’t accept you as my Luna, I think it’s best if someone more…worthy sits here.”
My jaw tightens.
“I don’t care what you think or feel, Bianca,” I toss back. “You are not the pack’s Luna and do not have the right to sit there.”
Bianca is clearly annoyed by words, her hands clench the armrests of the chair tighter, her fingernails practically digging into the wood.
“Well, I think Kane will feel differently,” she states pointedly. She smirks at me, raising her chin.
It occurs to me that this is the first meeting I’ve been to in a while – since I’d first agreed to help with the kindergarten performance. I’ve been gone for weeks.
During my absence, Kane could have been letting Bianca sit in my seat, glad to have her at his side instead. Bianca seems to know this thought it going through my head as she makes herself more comfortable, showing she has no intention of moving.
“I think he’ll much prefer seeing me sitting here than you,” Bianca presses.
Damn her. I’m about to tell her that I couldn’t care less about what Kane prefers, but the words never leave my mouth. Not when a familiar scent fills my nose and I know Kane has arrived.
“Good afternoon,” he greets the room and I can hear him walking up from behind me. Only, he stops once he reaches my side, seeming to wonder why I’m just standing there. That is, until his gaze moves to Bianca.
“Is there a problem?” Kane asks, raising a brow.
“No,” Bianca says, painting a pretty little smile on her lips. “No problem at all.”
I expect Kane to buy that, to tell me to then quit stalling and go find a seat. But I notice the way his expression
creases.
“Bianca, why are you sitting there?” he asks her, voice growing more serious. “That’s not your seat.”
Now Bianca seems a little uncertain, especially as the rest of the room quietly stares at her. She shifts in the seat.
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“Well, I thought -” she begins.
“That seat belongs to Evelyn,” Kane cuts her off. “The pack Luna. Which you are neither. So get up.”
Now the room is utterly silent. Really, the only thing I can hear is my own heartbeat in my ears as I try not to stare at Kane in disbelief.
Did he just…defend me to Bianca?
The event is not the only place where Kane insists I stay at his side. As I arrive at the pack meeting the following afternoon, my chair is set out for me and Kane looks at me expectantly to take it.
I know it’s not because he likes my presence beside him or anything serious. It’s simply that he wants to make a statement at both the meetings and the upcoming event. As Luna, standing beside him is my place – plain and simple.
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