#Chapter 49: The Replacement

Elara Grace’s words snapped something inside of me. I was exhausted. Tired of being walked all over. And after last night, I wasn’t about to let her just saunter away after she said such awful things to me. I moved before Grace could walk away, planting myself squarely in her path in the doorway. She paused, glancing up at me with surprise—as if she didn’t expect me to put my foot down. “I am your Luna,” I said, lifting my chin and meeting her cold gaze. “How dare you speak to me like that?” For a moment, Grace just stared at me. She didn’t flinch, but I could sense the discomfort in her posture, no doubt shocked that I—a lowly servant in her eyes—was standing up for myself to someone like her. But the shock didn’t last long. Her lips curled into a sneer as her eyes flicked to my neck. I knew exactly what she was looking at, and the flicker of anger I saw behind her gaze didn’t surprise me. She couldn’t hide her disdain even if she tried, not that she was tryi