Fated For Lycan's Luna
Chapter 102

I looked at the table in front of me, a wave of surprise washing over my face. It was adorned withmy favorite foods, prepared with love and care. It was evident that everyone had worked hard tocreate this special feast for me. A warm feeling spread through my chest, but at the same time, mynose felt tingly and sour again, as if I were about to cry.

As I glanced around the room, I noticed the servants whispering among themselves, their eyesdarting in my direction before quickly hiding behind the door, their giggles echoing through the air.They seemed so excited, as if they were sharing some secret that I wasn't aware of. I couldn't helpbut wonder what was going on.

Ever since the pack learned about my pregnancy, everything had changed. Suddenly, it felt like I wasbeing watched over constantly. Every step I took, there were eyes on me, making sure I was safe. If Icoughed once, someone would immediately appear with a glass of water for me to drink. If Imentioned feeling hot, within minutes, a refreshing cold drink would materialize in front of me. Itwas as if the entire pack had taken it upon themselves to look after me.

But amidst all the care and attention, I couldn't help but feel confused as I observed the servantswhispering by the door. They seemed to be deliberately keeping their distance, as if they wereavoiding coming too close to me. Their behavior was contradictory to the rest of the pack’s actions,and it left me feeling puzzled and a little unsettled. Why did it seem like they were creating a barrierbetween themselves and me?

"Not only them. I have been here for three days. But aside from Blake, no one has approached meto talk with me,” I thought, my fingers absentmindedly toying with the food on my plate. A strangefeeling enveloped me. In the past, the Silver Pack had always been warm and welcoming. We werelike a tight-knit family, and I was a part of that. But now, it felt different. Could it really be because Ileft them in the first place?

A tinge of sadness washed over me. If that was the case, there was little I could do but accept it. Ihad to face the consequences of my actions. However, a small voice inside me whispered that itcouldn't be the only reason. Something didn't add up. I looked at the servants, catching their eyesas they smiled at me, their expressions seemingly inviting. But they held back, as if unsure whetherto approach me or not.

"It doesn't seem like I am hated here,” I murmured to myself, trying to make sense of the situation."The most puzzling part is why Carrie and Arthur haven't come to talk to me." Confusion furrowedmy brow as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. The absence of their presence, whileinside the Silver Pack, felt like a gaping hole.

Yet, as I looked down at my small belly, a sense of calm washed over me. I caressed the gentle curve,feeling a flutter of movement beneath my touch. The life growing inside me was the most importantthing, my priority. Everything else could wait.

I walked through the bustling crowd, my footsteps echoing in the air as I realized that everyonearound me seemed occupied. Compared to their orderly manner everyone seemed out of order andwere in a hurry. People hurriedly carried various objects, while others meticulously arrangeddecorations.

I watched for a while, trying to brush off the feeling of being left out, but the growing curiositywithin me couldn't be ignored any longer.

Taking a deep breath, I made up my mind and approached two servants who seemed to be in themidst of their tasks. "Hi," I greeted them with a friendly smile, hoping to initiate a conversation.However, their reaction caught me off guard. Surprise flickered across their faces, and before I couldfully register it, they instinctively took a step back, as if trying to create distance between us.Confusion tinged with a hint of frustration welled up inside me. Why were they reacting like this?

I reached out, gently grabbing hold of one of the servant's wrists to stop them from retreating anyfurther. Their reluctance to make eye contact and the nervousness in their posture only heightenedmy perplexity.

"Sorry, but can I ask what is happening?” I asked, my voice tinged with both concern and curiosity.I tried to maintain a calm demeanor, despite the subtle unease beginning to creep into my heart. Icouldn't shake off the feeling that there was something important that I wasn't aware of.

The servant's gaze darted nervously from side to side, their words barely above a whisper.

"It's nothing, really. We're just busy with the preparations,” they muttered, their voice laced with ahint of uneasiness. I could sense that they were holding back.

Preparations?

The word echoed in my mind as confusion washed over me, furrowing my brow. There was anagging feeling that I had forgotten something crucial, something of utmost importance. And thenit hit me like a bolt of lightning, causing my eyes to widen and my face to drain of color.

I had indeed forgotten something significant! The realization sent a chill down my spine.

Before I could articulate my thoughts, panic set in among the servants. They looked at me withconcern etched across their faces, their words spilling out in a rush

"Are you okay?" they asked, their voices filled with worry. One of them darted away, calling forDoctor Arthur, while the other abandoned their tasks and quickly fetched a chair for me, urging meto sit down.

Then, like a whirlwind, Blake and Arthur burst into the scene. Everything happened so fast before Icould react.

Blake's cold glare pierced through the air to the servants, making them go pale with fright.Surprisingly, both of them suddenly fell on their knees as if asking for forgiveness. I looked at themwith shock.

Thankfully, he looked away from them and knelt down beside me, his touch gentle as he clasped myhand, silently asking what was wrong.

"What's wrong? Feeling sick?" He asked, his words filled with worry. On the other hand, Arthur tooka good look at me before he shook his head, seemingly wanting to laugh. Clearly, he realizednothing was wrong with me, my face turned redder.

Feeling embarrassed, I looked away from Arthur and looked at Blake and the panicking servantsThen, I shook my head.

"Stop, nothing is wrong..." I softly whispered before feeling my blush became more and morefurious.

"l just..." I started to say.

"I just found out that..."

"I forgot about Carrie's birthday..." I said sheepishly.