Claimed By The Dangerous Alpha King: Betrayed Luna Novel by Gorgeous Aliyah

Kira

I decided not to tell Aston about Brax. I was scared of how he would react and didn’t want to cause any more tension in the house. Instead, I tried to gather more information about Brax and Mara’s plan. I didn’t know what I was going to do with the information I had but for now, I just wanted to know.

Placing my ears on the doors, standing behind the bushes, being in their rooms longer than I needed to. I was really pushing it with this investigation stuff and I was desperately praying hot to get caught but I liked the thrill it gave me. It was like I now had a new reason to live and other than the fact that I felt really disappointed in Brax and that I felt really bad for Aston, I didn’t think this was so bad.

The thighs I knew were weighing heavy on my mind and I needed to get them out. Talking to a wall was not going to cut it anymore. I needed to tell Aston. I needed to.

I had been trying to get some alone time with Aston all day, but it seemed like he and Mara were inseparable. They were always together, whether they were eating breakfast, walking around the house, or even just sitting on the couch. I couldn’t even get a moment with him without Mara being there, hovering over him like a protective shadow.

I tried to be patient, but it was getting frustrating. I needed to talk to Aston about Brax’s, but every time I tried, Mara was there, interrupting us or distracting him. It was like she had a sixth sense, knowing exactly when I was about to get throughThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

to him.

As the day went on, I realized that I wasn’t going to get a chance to talk to Aston alone. Mara was always there, watching him, with controlling him. Lurking around him Didn’t she trust him to make his own decisions? Or was she scared of being alone Brax?

I tried to find ways to occupy myself, to distract myself from the frustration. I cleaned the house, did laundry, even tried to read a book. But nothing seemed to work. My mind kept wandering back to Aston, and the conversation I desperately needed to have with him.

As the evening drew to a close, I gave up trying to talk to Aston. I realized that I would have to find another way to get through to him, another way to make him see the truth about Brax. But for now, I was stuck, unable to get a word in edgewise with Mara always lurking in the background.

I couldn’t shake off the feeling of uncase as I went about my day. Aston’s behaviour towards me had changed, but not in the I had hoped. He no longer yelled at me or belittled me, but instead, he completely ignored me. It was like I didn’t exist. Maybe that was the real reason I couldn’t get time with him. It probably had nothing to do with Mara.

way

I tried to talk to him, to get his attention, but he just walked past me, his eyes fixed on something else. I felt like I was invisible. I wondered if I had done something wrong, if I had somehow offended him. But deep down, I knew it was more than that. He hated my existence when he slept with me so something had to be wrong.

I started to wonder if he knew. If he knew about Brax’s manipulation, about Mara’s control over him. Aston was a smart man, he could be aware of everything and still choose to do nothing-

1 felt a bit of frustration. What was I expecting from telling him anyway? That he would kick-Brax out? Throw Mara in jail? I was a s**ve, I had no power. I could easily be accused of lying. I had a motive too – Lhated Mara and Brax had rejected me.

I started to have second thoughts about telling him. What if he didn’t believe me? What if he thought I was just trying to cause-trouble? What if he punished me for speaking out? What then?

I decided to talk to him regardless, to try and get through to him. I found him in the garden, sitting on a bench, staring at the ground. He looked lost in thought, his eyes fixed on something in the distance.

“Aston, can I talk to you?” I asked, trying to sound calm.

He looked up at me, his eyes expressionless. “What is it, Kira?”

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I took a deep breath. “I know you’re ignoring me, but I need to tell you something. Something important.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

I hesitated, unsure of

of how to start. “It’s about Brax. He’s not who you think he is

Aston’s expression didn’t change. “What do you mean?“

I took another deep breath. “He’s manipulating you, Aston. He’s using you for his own gain. And Mara is helping him.”

Aston stood up, his eyes still expressionless. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Kira.”

I felt a surge of frustration. “Don’t lie to me, Aston. I know what’s going on. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

“Say one more word and I’ll kill you.” He screamed at me and I realized that I should probably stop talking to myself so much. I just had a fake conversation with myself while playing me and Aston at the same time and even in my imagination, it didn’t end well. I was losing my f*****g mind.

I realized that I was on my own. I had to find a way to stop Brax and Mara without Aston’s help. But how?

I walked back to the house, feeling hopeless. I didn’t know what to do next. I felt like I was running out of options.

As I entered the house, I saw Mara watching me from the corner of the room. She had a smug look on her face, like she knew I had failed even though I knew she had no idea I knew the things I did.

I walked past her, trying to ignore her, but I could feel her eyes on me, boring into my

skin.

I sat in my room, my mind running through thoughts of what could have happened if I had spoken out. I had been so close to telling Aston about Brax’s manipulation, but something had held me back. The fear of dying unfairly.

I thought about all the times I had seen Mara’s cruel behaviour, how she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. I thought about Brax’s smooth words, how he would charm Aston into doing his bidding. And I thought about Aston, how he was trapped in their web of deceit.

I shuddered at the thought of what could have happened if I had spoken out. They would have turned on me, accused me of lying, of trying to cause trouble. They would have punished me, maybe even killed me.

I heard a knock at the door, and I knew it was the new maid bringing me food or water. I opened the door, and it was indeed-

her.

“Kira, I brought you some food,” she said, her eyes wide with curiosity. “I was just wondering if you needed anything else. A drink, a roommate, anything.”

So this is what this was all about, she was wanted to be my roommate? Too bad that’s not happening.

“Thank you, Sophia,” I said. “But don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

Sophia nodded, but I could see the doubt in her eyes. She knew, just like I did, that we were all just pawns in their game.

Sophia’s actions were not a mystery to me. She was a s**e, just like me, but she seemed to think she was above it all. Bringing me food, trying to be kind, like we were friends or something. But I knew the truth. We were just sl***es, nothing more. And I wasn’t going to let her pretend otherwise.

Perhaps she thought I was important because I had a room to myself but I hated to break it to her that she was more special

than I was.

Sophia looked at me, her eyes wide with a mixture of sadness and understanding. “I know, Kira,” she said. “But maybe, just maybe, we can make our situation a little better, You know, make the best of it.”

1 snorted. “You really believe that, don’t you? That we can just make the best of being**s?”

Sophia nodded. “Why not? We can’t change our situation, but we can change how we react to it. We can be kind to each other, support each other.” What did she think***ry was? A f**n**

I shook my head. “You’re dreaming, Sophia. This is the palace. No one cares about us, now leave my room and take your food with you.”