Chapter 13

My hand trembles slightly, the grip on my fork loosening as I digest Luna Marley's words. I always imagined if I ever moved out of the packhouse and got myself a place in the human world, I would be on my own, not with a husband. I am not saying I wasn’t expecting I would move in with Alex, but not before we got married.

"I know it might be a lot, but we want to give you guys a real chance to know one another before you get married," Luna Marley explains, her words pulling me from my thoughts.

"I see," I murmur, offering her a tight-lipped smile as I turn my gaze towards Alex once more. I expect him to object, but he remains silent, his attention fixed on his plate as though everything is alright.

Releasing a deep sigh, I return my focus to my meal, the food suddenly tasting bland and unappetizing. I will speak to him later about talking to his parents. I am not ready to live with him yet. I have agreed to marry him but not live with him ye