SIDONNIE’S POV
Waking up, knowing that the day was going to be real stressful, I did my chores quickly and took proper
care of Mason in preparation for his sses at the academy.
As the soon-to-be royal Luna, I knew that my duties extended far beyond simply bearing the title. I was
expected to embody grace, poise, and elegance in every aspect of my life from the way I walked and
talked to the way I interacted with others. And so, when
Cora the eldest female werewolf of the Moon Shadow
summoned me to begin my training on royal etiquette, I knew that I had to approach it with the utmost
seriousness and dedication.
As I entered the grand chamber where the training would take ce, I was greeted by the Cora, a stern
yet kind-hearted woman who had served the Moon Shadow Royals for many years. She wasted no
time in getting down to business, exining the importance of each aspect of royal etiquette and what
was expected of me as the royal Luna.
“First things first,” she began, her voice firm but gentle. “We must work on your posture and your walk.
As the royal Luna, you must carry yourself with confidence and grace at all times.”
With that, she proceeded to demonstrate the proper way to walk – head held high, shoulders back, and
steps measured and deliberate. I watched closely,mitting each movement to memory as I
prepared to emte her example.
“Now, you try,” she instructed, stepping aside to give me room to practice. Taking a deep breath, I
straightened my spine and lifted my chin, channeling the regal bearing that was expected of me. With
each step, I focused on moving with purpose and intention, determined to master the art of royal
walking.
As the training progressed, we moved on to other aspects of royal etiquette – how to greet pack elders
with respect and deference, how to serve royal guests with grace and hospitality, and even how to
prepare the Alpha’s special dishes to perfection. With each lesson, I absorbed the knowledge like a
sponge, eager to prove myself worthy of my title and responsibilities.
But it wasn’t just about learning the practical skills – it was also about
understanding the significance behind each task. The head maid took the time to
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exin the importance of each duty, from showing respect to our elders to ensuring thefort and
satisfaction of our guests. It was about upholding the traditions and values of our pack, and I was
determined to do so with honor and integrity.
As the minutes turned into hours, I could feel myself growing more confident in my role as the royal
Luna. My posture became more assured, my greetings more polished, and my culinary skills more
refined. But perhaps more importantly, I began to develop a deeper understanding of what it meant to
serve my pack with humility and dedication.
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And as I stood before the head maid at the end of my training, I knew that I hade a long way from
the timid girl who had first entered the grand chamber. I was ready to take on the responsibilities of my
title with pride and determination, knowing that I had been trained well and that I would do my pack
proud.
But even as I embarked on this new chapter of my life, I knew that my training was far from over. Being
the royal Luna was not just a duty – it was a lifelongmitment to serving my pack and upholding the
honor and dignity of our royal lineage.
As I was deep in my training, focused on perfecting each movement and gesture, the grand chamber
suddenly grew silent as the door swung open, admitting the imposing figure of Carlyle, our Alpha. He
greeted the Cora with a respectful nod before turning his attention to me.
“Ah, Sidonnie,” he said warmly, his voice carrying the weight of his authority. “I hope your training is
going well.”
I straightened up instinctively at his presence, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness coursing
through me.
“Yes, Alpha,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.
“She really tried today. I can proudly say she’s going to make a good one.” Coramented and I bet
by now, flushes of red was all over my face.
Carlyle stepped forward, closing the distance between us in a few long strides. With a gentle smile, he
reached out and pulled me into a warm embrace, enveloping me in theforting strength of his arms.
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“How was your day?” he asked softly, his voice a soothing rumble in my ear.
Cora stiffled a light cough, “I’ll leave you two lovers to each other.” She said before leaving while. I
giggled inwardly.
I leaned into his embrace, feeling the tension melt away as I breathed in his famili
scent of him- a mixture of pine and earth, with a hint of something uniquely him.
“It was… productive,” I replied, trying to sound confident.
Carlyle chuckled, the sound vibrating against my cheek.
“That’s good to hear,” he said, his tone filled with genuine warmth. “I’m proud of you, Luna.”
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I smiled up at him, feeling a swell of pride and gratitude in my chest. Carlyle had always been a pir of
support for me, guiding me with wisdom and
encouragement as I navigated theplexities of my role as the roy al L una.
As we stood there in each other’s arms, I couldn’t help but marvel at the b ond that existed between us
a bond forged not just by duty and obligation, but by a deep and ab iding l ove that transcended the
boundaries of rank and status.
“Thank you, Carl,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “For everything.”
Carlyle squeezed me tighter, his embrace a silent reassurance of his unwavering support. “Anytime, my
love,” he replied, his voice filled with affection.
“How was your day too?” I asked and he heaved a sigh.
“Tedious as usual. The whole workload and all.”
“It’s normal. Just make sure you give yourself the proper rest you need.”
“Of course, that’s necessary. I just can’t stop getting worried about Donald”
Now, my interest was piqued.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“He’s been acting all sneaky these days and I’m worried. I tried talking to him but he seems to be
avoiding a proper conversation about his action with me.” Carlyleined while I listened