Another Chance for the Luna Queen novel Chapter 304

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Alexander Poy 

Standing in front of the cameras again, It was easy to snap back into my public persona. By now, It was second nature to me. After all, I had been Alpha of my own pack since I was relatively young 

Even before then, my father had made me join him for pre conferences to get me used to the spotlight. At the time, I hated it, but in hindsight, it had been beneficial. 

Sometimes, I wondered if he had known I would have to take over the pack early. But the accident that killed him had been so bizarre, so sudden. Unless he’d had some kind of premonition, he couldn’t have seen it cotning 

Then again, after the conversation I just had with Ella, maybe premonitions weren’t such a ridiculous thought. Stranger things had certainly happened. 

Alpha Roman took the lead in answering questions. After all, he was the one who had put in the real work. A project like this could have easily taken twice as long without his constant dedication. 

“When do you think the project will be operational?” one of the reporters asked. 

“We plan to break ground in a week,” Alpha Roman answered. “It will take some time to construct, but we’re hoping that by the middle of next year, we’ll be providing power to both the Lake Pack and Rowanwood.” 

“How much electricity do you expect the solar farm to generate?” another reporter shouted. 

“We’re attempting to keep our early expectations conservative,” he responded. “But if things go well, we can expand and provide electricity to other packs in the area.” 

“Alpha Black,” a reporter called out. “What’s your involvement in this project?” 

I stepped forward, fixing a practiced smile onto my face as I looked into the cameras. 

“I’m an early investor,” I answered. “I’ve provided assistance in the planning and research process. After all, the original idea was Ella’s, and I’m happy to support my wife in any way.” 

“Alpha Lake,” another reporter shouted, “isn’t it true that the land this farm will be built on was forfeited to the Rowanwood Pack because of your son David’s actions?” 

Derrick glanced at Roman and me before stepping up to the microphone. 

“The land was part of a pre–wedding agreement between our packs,” he answered. “It would have felt disrespectful to attempt to keep it after things between Ella and David fell through.” 

A murmur rippled through the crowd, and reporters immediately began shouting more questions–none of which had anything to do with the solar farm and everything to do with Ella. 

A bolt of anger shot through me, and I clenched the podium with white–knuckled fists. 

“You can direct any questions about my wife to me,” I said, my voice sharp with warning. 

I knew better than to lose my composure. I always tried to be careful. But in that moment, I couldn’t help myself. The crowd of reporters fell silent for several long seconds. 

Then Ella’s father stepped forward. 

“If there are no more questions about the solar farm,” he said, his tone firm, “I’d like to thank you for your time. You can contact our press offices for any further information.” 

A few more reporters attempted to shout questions, but we ignored them as the three of us stepped away from the 

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