EVELYN
“What makes you think I want to win the Luna position?” Leila closed the book in her hand and stared at me. It was the third time I had prompted her that we needed to start preparing for the ball tonight—otherwise, there wouldn’t be enough time for me to do her hair and makeup.
The ball tonight marked the start of the Luna Selection, and it would be their official debut in front of the Alpha King and the Dowager Queen. First impressions always mattered, so the ladies were pulling out all the stops to look as attractive and captivating as possible.
At noon, Elsa told me that several ladies hadn’t eaten lunch so their corsets could be tightened further. Just now, when I stepped out to refill the teapot, I saw Melanie leading a seamstress toward Skyla's room. Melanie was telling her
