CHAPTER 135: 135 - FIVE DAYS

135

~Belinda’s POV

It was still very early in the morning when I heard a knock on my door. My eyes were heavy with sleep, but something in the sound made me sit up immediately. I pulled my robe tighter around me and opened the door.

One of Kael’s guards stood there. His face was stiff and serious.

"Lady Belinda," he said with a bow. "The Alphas request your presence in the meeting with the elders of the council this morning."

My heart skipped. I blinked at him, confused for a second, then a smile spread across my lips.

"They want me there?" I asked quickly, as if maybe I had heard wrong.

"Yes, my lady. You are to come at once. The meeting is about to start."

The moment the guard left, I shut the door and leaned against it, clutching my chest. My heart was pounding so fast I could hardly breathe. They are finally going to tell the packs. They are going to make it official. I will be Luna.

I almost screamed with happiness, but I bit my lips and laughed instead.

I rushed to my dressing table and started preparing. If they were going to announce me, I had to look like their Luna already. My heart pounded in my chest so hard it felt like the whole palace could hear it. This was the moment I had dreamed of, no, the moment I had worked for, prayed for, suffered for. I pulled out a deep blue gown, one of my finest. The color was rich and commanding, a shade that gave me both dignity and authority. As I slipped it over my body, I smoothed the fabric against my waist, admiring how it hugged me in all the right places. The gown wasn’t too loud or extravagant, but it carried elegance in every fold. A Luna was not just a woman, she was the reflection of the pack’s strength, the heart that stood beside its leaders. I wanted them to see me and already believe I was worthy.

I sat before the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for my brush. I pulled my hair back neatly, making sure it looked polished, but I left a few curls to fall by the sides of my face. Those soft waves made me look gentle, approachable, like a Luna who could listen, who could be trusted, but who still carried pride in her stance.

I leaned closer, studying the details of my face. My skin was pale with nerves, and I pressed my fingers against my cheeks to calm myself down. "Breathe, Belinda," I whispered under my breath. "You’ve got this. You were made for this."

I picked up a small puff of powder and dabbed it lightly across my face. I didn’t want to appear too made up; that wasn’t the image of a Luna.

When I looked into the mirror, my reflection looked back at me, glowing, happy, almost radiant.

"This is it, Belinda," I whispered to myself. "This is everything you’ve dreamed of."

I hurried out when another guard came to lead me. The air was still cool with morning dew, and the sky carried soft light. As we walked toward the council hall, I held my head high. My steps were steady, but inside me, excitement bubbled like a storm.

When I entered the room, I froze for a moment. The elders of the council were already seated, their long robes flowing around them. Their eyes were heavy, watchful, serious.

And then, my gaze landed on them, the triplets. Kael sat in the middle, his expression sharp and commanding. Rowan was beside him, his usual cold look fixed on the elders, and Damon’s seat was empty. My chest tightened at that, but I pushed it away.

And then... my father.

He was seated proudly, his shoulders straight, his eyes shining the moment he saw me. He gave me a small nod, and I could see it written all over his face: I am proud of you, daughter.

The guard led me to my seat, and I sat quietly, folding my hands in my lap. My heart thudded in my chest as Kael rose to speak.

He stood tall, his cloak falling behind him. His voice was deep, strong, the kind of voice that carried power.

"Members of the council," he said. "We thank you for gathering this morning. As Alphas of this pack, my brothers and I have reached a conclusion. A decision that will affect the entire pack."

The elders shifted uneasily, their eyes moving from one to the other. No one dared interrupt.

Kael’s gaze swept across the hall. Then he looked at me for a brief moment, before returning to the elders.

"In five days," Kael continued, "Belinda will be crowned as our Luna. The official preparations should begin immediately. The pack must be ready for the ceremony."

Silence filled the hall. Not a single elder spoke against it. Not one questioned him. I knew it was because of Kael’s authority, his presence. no one would dare oppose him, and his brothers.

My chest felt like it would burst. My eyes stung with tears I quickly blinked back. They had finally said it. Out loud. In front of everyone.

I was going to be Luna.

Kael’s words echoed in my ears again and again. Belinda will be crowned as our Luna.

When the meeting ended, I rose gracefully. My father immediately walked over to me, his face glowing with pride.

"Belinda," he said, gripping my hands. "You heard it. It is official now. You will be Luna in five days."

"Father," I whispered, my voice trembling with happiness. "Can you believe it? After everything... it’s really happening."

He smiled wide, pulling me into a hug. "I always knew you would reach this point."

I clung to him, my eyes wet.

As we walked back toward my quarters, my father’s voice was full of warmth.

"You must prepare well, Belinda," he said. "The whole pack will be watching. You must shine brighter than the moon itself."

"I want it to be perfect," I admitted softly. "Not just a simple ceremony. I want a better preparation, Father. I want the halls decorated beautifully, the food to be the finest, the gowns exquisite. I want to look like the Luna I was meant to be."

He chuckled and nodded. "You shall have it, daughter. Do not worry. I will personally see that everything is arranged to your taste. This is your moment. It must be flawless."

I looked at him, my heart swelling. "Thank you, Father. You always believed in me."

He patted my hand. "And I always will. Now, rest, my child. You need your strength. Great days are ahead."

I smiled, though inside, I was too full of joy to even think about rest. All I could think about was the sound of Kael’s voice in that hall, the way the council had listened without a word, and the look of pride on my father’s face.

In just five days, I would be Luna.

And nothing could take that away from me.