CHAPTER 141: 141 - THEIR EQUAL

141

~Belinda’s POV

I smiled and leaned back slightly on the chair behind me, letting her continue with her measurements.

"Seraphine," I said softly, "this dress... it must not be like anything anyone has ever worn before. Do you hear me? It must be mine and mine alone. Not a single soul in this kingdom or beyond must have seen something close to it. I’m repeating this because I didn’t want any mistakes."

Her brows furrowed a little, and I caught the hesitation in her eyes. She was good, but I needed to make sure she understood what I meant.

"People will come from different packs," I continued, my voice lower, sharper now. "They will bring their best, their finest clothes, their jewels, their perfumes. But I will not be outshone. My dress must whisper power, one that screams beauty. It should be something that the Moon Goddess herself would stop to admire. Can you do that for me, Seraphine?"

She lowered her eyes respectfully, placing the tape aside for a moment. "Yes, my lady. I will do my best. I will design something unique, something worthy of a Luna."

I leaned forward, touching her wrist lightly, forcing her to look at me. "Not just your best, Seraphine. Perfection. I will accept nothing less. This is not just a dress fitting, it is my moment. And if anyone ruins it for me..." I paused, letting the weight of my words sink in. "...they will regret it."

Her throat bobbed, but she nodded firmly. "You have my word, my lady. No one will have anything like it."

"Good." I sat back again, relief flooding me.

Seraphine went back to her work, measuring my arms and noting something down on a parchment. Her fingers were delicate but precise, and I admired her focus. Still, I could sense she was nervous; my words had unsettled her. That was good. A little fear made people work harder.

"What fabric do you have in mind, my lady?" she asked carefully.

"Silk," I replied immediately. "The finest, from the east. I want it to glide when I walk, to shine under the candles like moonlight itself. And lace, delicate lace, embroidered by hand, with golden threads woven in. Not silver. Gold. Because I am not just any Luna. I am the one."

Seraphine nodded quickly, writing everything down.

"And for the color?" she asked.

I took a deep breath, imagining it in my head. "White and gold. Pure white, like a goddess, trimmed with gold like the crown that will soon sit on my head. Yes... that is it. But the design must be unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Seraphine, I trust you to create a masterpiece."

She bent her head slightly. "I will not fail you, my lady."

I leaned back, closing my eyes for a moment, savoring the image. The hall was filled with people. Their whispers fell silent as I walked in. All eyes were fixed on me. The glow of the candles reflected off the gold on my gown. The triplets’ eyes, yes, even Damon’s eyes, were unable to look away from me.

The thought made my heart swell with triumph.

When Seraphine finally straightened after finishing with her measuring tape, I held my chin a little higher. She bowed deeply, first to Kael and Rowan, then to me, her eyes lowered in respect.

"Thank you, my lady. I have what I need. I will return with my sketches tomorrow for your approval."

I nodded like a queen already on her throne. "Make sure it is perfect, Seraphine. I don’t want a dress anyone has ever seen before. It must be mine and mine alone. When people look at me, I want them to know I am Luna, no questions, no doubt."

"Yes, my lady." Her voice was soft, but steady. She gathered her tools, bowed again, and left the lounge quietly.

The moment the door shut, I relaxed back into the cushioned chair, crossing one leg over the other as if I was already wearing my crown. I looked at Kael and Rowan, who were sipping from their goblets of wine. They looked so powerful, so effortless, my Alphas. And soon, I would stand beside them as their Luna.

I smiled. "Well, the dress is settled. But it doesn’t end there, does it?"

Rowan raised a brow at me. "What else do you want, Belinda?" His voice carried that mix of curiosity and amusement he always had when I asked for something.

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees like a lady plotting her glory. "Accessories. Hair. Everything must shine. I want to dazzle the entire court. I want them to bow to me, not just because of my title, but because they are blinded by how flawless I look."

Kael chuckled, shaking his head. "You’re already demanding like a Luna."

"Not demanding," I corrected quickly, grinning. "I’m preparing. There’s a difference."

Rowan took a slow sip from his cup before speaking again. "And what do you suggest? You want us to summon another troop of craftsmen?"

"Yes," I said firmly, raising my chin a little higher. "Bring me the best. Whoever handles my jewels and my hair must be the most skilled. I want to look like the Moon Goddess herself, untouchable and radiant. Nothing less will do."

Kael’s eyes lingered on me for a moment, and then he snapped his fingers. The sharp sound echoed across the lounge, making Matilda flinch before rushing forward.

"Scout the palace and the neighboring towns," he ordered. "Search every corner. Find the most talented jewelers and hairdressers. Bring them here tomorrow without fail. Tell them they are not only working for the palace but for our Luna."

Matilda bowed so quickly I thought she might fall. "At once, Alpha." She darted out of the room.

I turned back to the brothers with a triumphant smile. "See? That wasn’t hard. Soon, everything will be set: the dress, the jewels, the crown, the hair. And then..." I let my words trail off, closing my eyes for a moment, savoring the vision. "Then I will finally walk through that hall and take my rightful place."

Rowan leaned back in his chair, studying me closely. "You’ve thought of everything already, haven’t you?"

I opened my eyes and met his gaze boldly. "Of course. A Luna doesn’t leave things to chance. Every detail matters."

Kael gave a low laugh, shaking his head again. "You’ll make the court dizzy with your perfection."

"That’s exactly the plan," I said, my smile widening.

Soon, no one would dare look at me as just another woman. I would be the Luna of three Alphas. Their equal. Their queen.