Chapter 127: "Sacred Robes and Crystal Claims"
(Grace's POV)
The usual somber stillness of Alexander's private Alpha office was replaced by activity that felt both foreign and comforting. Mary and Sarah Evans, the Beta attendants, bustled about with practiced efficiency, turning the space into a makeshift fitting area. I couldn't help but feel slightly nervous as they worked so diligently, their movements almost rehearsed in precision.
"Luna Grace," Mary said softly, motioning toward the carefully prepared white Luna robe resting on Alexander's lounge. Even from a distance, its beauty was striking. The moonlight streaming through the room's high windows made the robe sparkle and shimmer. It was alive in its brilliance, as if imbued with the moon's essence itself.
I stepped closer,
