Another Chance for the Luna Queen novel Chapter 200

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Whether or not he believed me, I wouldn’t be able to keep it to myself. The anxiety I felt at the prospect of spending time with Diana wasn’t entirely tied to her attitude toward Alexander–or at least, that was all I could be certain of. There was no other reason I should feel uneasy around her… was there? 

“So, are you done with your workout?” Alexander’s question pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. 

“Yes,” I confirmed, shaking off the lingering tension. “I need to head home soon. I have an occupational therapy appointment today, and I don’t want to be late.” 

“How is that going?” he asked, his curiosity genuine. “Do you feel it’s helping?” 

“I think it is,” I said thoughtfully. “But I can’t be certain until there’s some undeniable sign of progress.” 

“You’ll get your wolf back,” he said, his voice steady and sure. “And if there’s anything more I can do to help, all you need to do is ask.” 

“You’ve already done so much,” I said softly, smiling at him. 

“I’ll speak to you again soon,” Alexander said, his expression warm but serious. “Have a good day, Ella. And keep your guard up.” 

“I will,” I replied, though a shiver ran down my spine at his parting words. 

I couldn’t quite shake the unease as I showered, dressed, and got in the car to head back to my home territory. Thoughts of danger lurking around every corner lingered in my mind, following me all the way to the therapist’s office. 

By the time I arrived, I was a little late. The receptionist wasn’t at her desk, so I left a brief note to announce my arrival and made my way toward the therapist’s office. As I approached the door, hushed voices drifted out, stopping me in my tracks. 

I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt if she was with another client. Standing there, debating whether to knock or retreat, I started to pick up on the words filtering through the door. 

“Royals are always spoiled,” my therapist’s voice said, her tone clipped and cold. “Regardless of their age. But she’s a grown woman and still behaves this way? Shameful 

I frowned, startled by the harshness of her words. Who could she be talking about? 

No other voice responded, and I wondered if she was on the phone. My pulse quickened, the unease from earlier sharpening into something more personal. Finally, I worked up the nerve to step forward and knocked lightly on the doorframe. 

“Miss Rowan,” she said, her voice suddenly louder and more polished, as if catching herself. “You made it after all. I was beginning to wonder.” Into her phone, she added, ‘We’ll talk soon,” before ending the call and slipping it into her pocket. 

“Is everything all right?” she asked briskly, her eyes scanning me. “What was the holdup?” 

“I had an appointment in the capital first thing this morning, and it ran a little late,” I replied, forcing a polite tone. 

“I see,” she said, her expression neutral but her shoulders tense. “Well, I’d appreciate it if you could call next time to let me know you still plan on coming. 

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“Of course,” I said quickly. “It was inconsiderate of me not to. I just didn’t realize the time until I was already here. 

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