Chapter 95

Chapter 95: The Banquet

Edrick

“There’s my favorite girls,” I said with a smile.

I didn’t even think about it before I said it, but I knew as soon as it came out of my mouth that I’d madea mistake. Ella didn’t seem to notice, but Moana sure did. Her green eyes, which looked even morebeautiful with the small amount of gold eyeshadow around them, widened.

“Ha,” I said, feigning surprise at myself in the feeble hope that I could get away without Moana dwellingon this too much, “slip of the tongue. Are you two ready?”

When we arrived at the banquet, the party had already begun. The end of summer banquet was a long-standing Morgan family tradition. The banquet that I had taken Moana and Ella to earlier that summerwas solely for more immediate family and close friends, but this banquet was different. Each summer,practically every single member of the entire Morgan clan, from immediate family to cousins severaltimes removed and all of their own friends and extended families through marriage would come from allover the globe to visit my parents’ mansion. Needless to say, these parties were huge, and often wenton for two or three days. That was why I paid my old friend Tyrus to come and do Moana’s hair andmakeup; sure, it was necessary for the nanny, but I wanted to make a good impression. Besides, I hadto admit that I wanted to do a little something nice for Moana to make her feel better, although I wouldnever tell her that.

The driver pulled up to the front driveway and we got out. Moana held Ella’s hand as we walked up thewide stone pathway, lined with fountains and sculptures, but as soon as Ella saw her other little cousinsshe instantly took off running.

“Oh— Ella!” Moana called, taken by surprise by Ella’s sudden mad dash.

“It’s alright,” I said with a chuckle. “She only gets to see these kids once a year. She’ll be fine —although that dress will probably wind up in the trash by the time she’s done rolling around with themlike an animal.”

Moana managed a wry laugh and followed me up the steps to the front door, where servants werewaiting to take our jackets. Glasses of champagne were handed to us almost as soon as we walkedinto the large banquet hall, but Moana refused.

“Darling!” my mother’s familiar voice called as I entered. She waved at us from across the crowd, andMoana and I made our way over to her. Of course, with so many people here, she only extendedMoana the basic pleasantries, although I knew that my mother secretly wanted to dote on the mother ofmy second child all night. When I was with Olivia, it was the same thing. I didn’t have to hide myrelationship with Olivia quite as much as with Moana, so my mother would spend hours at these eventsgushing over her despite my father’s sullenness that I wasn’t married to her. Although, Olivia quicklystopped even coming to the events as soon as she got pregnant; I didn’t realize it at the time, thinkingthat she was just dealing with morning sickness throughout the pregnancy, but she was really sneakingaround with other men and only used the pregnancy to keep me faithful.

“How are you, mom?” I asked, planting a kiss on her cheek while Moana stood nearby, looking a littleout of place despite her luxurious outfit.

“I’m splendid,” my mother said, then turned to Moana. “And you look absolutely stunning, dear. You’reglowing.”

Moana blushed. “Thank you.”

Then, my mother turned back to face me and lowered her voice. “I’d advise steering clear of yourfather, at least until he’s had a couple of drinks in him,” she said, patting my hand. “He’s not happy

about the tabloid.”

My eyes widened; so my father did see the tabloid after all. When he didn’t call to scold me about it, Ithought that he never saw it.

“Does he know…?” I asked, indicating Moana’s pregnancy.

“I think he might have an idea,” my mother replied. “But I told him that we were just having a nice lunch,and that you never mentioned anything about a pregnancy. That might have allayed his suspicions forthe time being.”

“Good.” I felt a lump rise in my throat as I scanned the crowd for my father, but when I finally spottedhim, he was far on the other side of the banquet hall and appeared to be deep in conversation with oneof my uncles.

Suddenly, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to see none other than Kelly grinning up atme. She really seemed to go all out for this banquet with her hair and makeup, but what most struckme was that she was wearing an eerily similar dress to the one that Moana was wearing. In fact, thelonger I looked at it, the more I realized that it was in fact the exact same dress; just tighter, as thoughshe had it altered to sit snugly around her waist and show off her flat stomach. I couldn’t help butwonder if it was intentional, as if she was trying to one-up Moana, who had to hide her belly somewhat.I personally found Kelly to pale in comparison to how beautiful Moana looked.

“Hello, dear Edrick,” Kelly said, planting a wet kiss on my cheek. “It’s been a little while, hasn’t it?”

“Since the gala, yes,” I said. “Thank you again for that generous donation.”

“Hm.” Kelly pursed her lips and glanced over at Moana, who had still hardly said a word this entire time.Kelly’s eyes slid up and down Moana judgingly before coming back to me. “Well, it was the least I could

do to help you get a head start,” Kelly finally said. “Of course, if it were a werewolf orphanage, I couldhave donated more… But, you know, I didn’t want to be making too much of a political statement.”

I stifled a scoff. Of course Kelly would say that; she had always been anti-humans, at least since wewere teenagers. I always found it funny because of the fact that we often played with the humanservant children when we were little, and she didn’t seem to have a problem then. But, then again, Isupposed that it was bound to happen eventually being raised by a wealthy werewolf family. Even I stillhad my hang ups about humans, although I had to admit that Moana was slowly breaking those wallsdown.

“Anyway,” Kelly said, “I’m glad I found you. Can we talk? I only need a minute of your time.”

“Sure,” I replied, only to be polite. I followed Kelly across the banquet hall, taking one last glance overmy shoulder at Moana. She stared after us with a combination of abandonment and jealousy on herface, and it admittedly made me feel a little bad.

Kelly eventually pushed through one of the doors that led to a small garden outside. Once we wereoutside and alone, she stopped on the steps and turned to face me.

“I have a proposition,” she said, a coy smile spreading across her face.

I frowned. “What is it?”

“Well… Everyone saw that tabloid, you know. Now, I’m not saying that what was on the cover of thattabloid is necessarily true — although I think the nanny’s added weight says it all anyway — but youknow that people are bound to start asking questions. And, well, say that the tabloid was right, and youdid have something to hide… I could help you hide it.”

“Oh?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I folded my arms across my chest.

Kelly grinned. “Yes. I think you need a public ‘wife’, so to speak. Preferably an Alpha from a goodfamily.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “And I suppose you expect that to be you,” I replied. Kelly didn’t seemfazed.

“I mean, it could be anyone,” she said. “It’s not like it would be real. Only real to the public. This ‘wife’could also claim Ella as her daughter, so not only could you be free of speculation, but you alsowouldn’t have to hide Ella as much anymore. I think it’s a win for everybody.”

I didn’t know what to say. I was completely taken aback by this preposterous idea of Kelly’s, and itmade me wonder deep down if she somehow orchestrated this; she was so infatuated with me that Iwouldn’t put it past her to be the anonymous donor who tried to pay the tabloid to keep the picture up,just to cause an uproar and give me no choice but to go through with this ‘fake’ relationship.

Before I could say anything, however, Kelly spoke again. She moved closer to me as she did, and hereyes narrowed seductively.

“Think of it this way,” she said. “If I came out as your Alpha wife and Ella’s Alpha mother, then no onewould bother you about the nanny anymore; because no one would ever accuse the CEO of WereCorpof being unfaithful to his wife with a lowly human servant… Right?”

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