Another Chance for the Luna Queen novel Chapter 244

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Chapter 0244 

Chapter 0244 

Ella POV 

“Ready?” I asked. 

“Always,” Alexander replied with a confident smile. 

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We stepped out of the car, and before we’d even closed the door, the flash of cameras erupted like a lightning storm. I hadn’t expected such a large crowd of reporters at his event, though I’d prepared for the possibility of a few. 

Alexander placed his arm around my waist, steady and protective, and raised his hand in a casual, friendly gesture toward the press. There was a barricade keeping them from rushing the sidewalk, but that didn’t stop them from shouting questions at us. 

I kept a polite smile on my face as we walked slowly toward the entrance. The public’s interest in our wedding was still at a fever pitch, and most of the questions I could make out were related to that. 

“Why didn’t you invite the media?” one reporter called out, 

“It was a private event,” Alexander–responded smoothly. “We didn’t want anything to distract from our day.” 

“Did you plan to hold the wedding on the same day as the Lake wedding?” another voice asked. 

“We chose our date before we knew theirs,” I replied evenly. “It was an unfortunate coincidence.” 

“How did you book the Castle?” 

“Christopher is an old friend,” Alexander said with a small effortless shrug. 

As we reached the entrance, we gave the press one final wave, our smiles unwavering despite the barrage of questions. The cameras continued to flash, and the reporters kept shouting after us, but the heavy glass doors closed behind us, muffling the noise and granting us a moment of peace. 

We were greeted inside by a staff member who immediately recognized Alexander. The young man offered a slightly nervous smile as he said, “Welcome, Alpha Black. Your box is ready. I’ll show you the way, and if you’d like any refreshments, you can use the phone in the box to call us. We’ll have everything brought to you.” 

“That sounds nice,” Alexander said graciously. “Thank you but I don’t believe we need an escort to the box. If you’ll just tell me the number.” 

“Oh,” the young man said, sounding surprised. “Have you been here before?” 

“Not for quite a while,” Alexander answered, his tone warm but composed. “But I don’t think there have been any extensive renovations.” 

“No, there haven’t,” the man confirmed. “You’re in Box Three.” 

“Perfect, thank you,” Alexander said kindly. 

With his arm still resting around my waist, Alexander guided me toward a door on the right, leading us out of the reception area. 

“I had no idea you spent so much time here,” I said, genuinely curious. “I’m surprised.” 

“Well, it’s like you said,” Alexander replied with a small smile. “Racing suits me.” 

Before I could ask more, he gestured ahead. “There’s our box.” 

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