His Blue Moon Princess
Chapter 59

"Dear Nora,

We have not had the pleasure of meeting yet, so I decided to reach you this way. We have many things in common, but first of all, I believe we both want to preserve the peace in Silver City. I know many people are acting in the shadows to disturb that peace, and I do not intend to let them do so. I figured you might like having a new ally. You will probably feel suspicious at first since I cannot tell you my full identity yet. Moreover, here is what I can tell you: I am not a werewolf, nor a human. I am a witch.

A good witch, I should add. I am fully aware werewolves and witches have not been on the friendliest terms as of late, but I am standing on a really peculiar position. As the last witch of Silver City, I have no intention to leave, and no intention to let another witch on my territory, either. Yes, I am talking about the other witch who tried to attack Silver City a while ago. She might be gone for now, but I believe she will not be for long. I know how my peers work. She will wait for an opportunity to strike again. And a War between the packs would be exactly the kind of opportunity she will await.

I do not usually meddle in those kinds of things. But this time, I have to step in, as my own interest will be hanging in the balance. However, I am powerless in that situation. So, I decided to rely on you, Nora Bluemoon.

I will give you my help, as long as you help me preserve the peace in Silver City. I will not ask for anything else.

First, keep the butterfly with you. You can consider it a present, and a trump card. If you are ever in danger, just kiss it, and it will inform me you are in need of help.

Secondly, do not talk about my letter to anyone. The contents will hide from any eyes but yours, so you may keep it with you. I believe you understand working with a witch will most likely be subject to rejection from your friends, and I do not want anyone else aware of my existence, either.

Finally, be careful about who you approach. The Gold Moon Clan may have presented a golden offer to your mate, but the basket is full of snakes. They are much more dangerous than they seem, and their interests may lie somewhere else. too.

Have faith in yourself, Nora Bluemoon. Take back what is yours.

The Moon Goddess did not pair one of her blessed children wrong.

Sincerely yours,

A Friendly Witch."

I keep staring at the letter, stunned.

A witch? Does a witch want to ally herself with me? I still can't believe it, this all sounds so unreal! I check the envelope, but there is no name, no clue to who sent this and how. At the bottom of her letter, next to her signature, a butterfly is beautifully drawn. How am I supposed to keep it with me? Shall I keep all the letter?

But while I'm wondering this, I see the drawing suddenly move by itself! The little butterfly flaps its wings twice, and takes off, flying away from the paper. Amazed, I watch the now very living butterfly fly around a few seconds before it comes to land on my hair like some ornament.

What sorcery is this?! This butterfly is now very alive and standing proudly on one of my curls.

"Nora?"

Bobo looks at me, worried. I'm speechless. But before I can't formulate any thought, I see his eyes drawn to the letter. "What is this? It's blank?"

Blank? He takes the letter and flips it over several times like he is looking for something. Oh, my Goddess, this is for real. Bobo can't see any of what is written there. It's just like the witch said. I raise my finger, showing the butterfly in my hair. "Bobo, do you see this?"

He frowns. "What, something wrong with your hair?"

What! He really can't see it? This butterfly is a bright red, and rather big, about an apple's size. Anyone would see it right away, but because of some witch's trick, it seems like I'm actually the only one who can... Is it really okay if I keep it with me? It seems to be peacefully resting in my hair like some ornament. It's not going to attack me or something, right?

"Nora, are you okay?" Bobo looks at me with worried eyes.

I nod and quickly fold the letter to put in my pocket. "Yes, sorry Bobo, I'm fine. Maybe just a joke, who knows?"

"But-"

"I'll be going before I'm late, okay?"

He nods, and I quickly get out of the car before he can ask any more questions. Once I'm in the restaurant's changing room, I put on the new clothes real fast so I can read that letter again, making sure I didn't dream it.

But the contents are still exactly the same, and anyway, the Butterfly is still in my hair. It just seems to fly away when I move around, but he always comes back to me. Is it going to stay there indefinitely? Is it fragile like a real butterfly, or will it throw fire or something if I try to mess with it? My wolf isn't reacting at all to it, so I guess it should be okay. She is much more interested in the letter. There's actually a sweet smell coming from it. Something like an autumn forest after the rain, and wildflowers. Is it that witch's smell...?

My colleagues arrive one by one, and I start my day as usual. I focus on my chores, though it's a bit harder today, Narcissa is being demanding and picky. She even gets mad over very trivial things, and everyone is annoyed with her.

During our break, Elise keeps complaining about her. "It's not our fault she has issues in her personal life! Why does she have to put her bad temper on us?! It's not like it will solve anything!"

"Issues in her personal life?" Asks Kathie. "How do you know?"

"I heard her. Before entering the restaurant, she was having an argument with her lover on the phone. Seemed like a jealousy thing."

"I didn't even know she had a boyfriend."

I nod. Narcissa seems like the type who is married to her job... But I do remember seeing her react around Nathaniel. Was he the one on the phone with her? That reminds me, I should give Elena a call after work. I promised I would tell her how things went with Damian, and I just texted her quickly this morning to say I was fine. While the girls keep talking, my phone suddenly vibrates. It's Damian calling. I take a few steps to isolate myself while answering.

"Hello, my Love. How is your day?" Damian says.

"A bit long, actually. The manager is in a bad mood... What about yours?"

"You were right. Neal found a lot of paperwork to keep me busy for the next three hours, and a lot of executives to get angry at in case I would get bored."

I chuckle. "Is it all the bosses who like to terrorize their staff, or just you?" I ask.

"I would say it's a personal hobby. And I have to get prepared if I want to cancel that engagement soon."

"Damian... Are you really going to cancel it?"

I don't feel good feeling about it now. It's not just about us. After talking with Neal and Bobo, I realize there is a lot more at stake. People's jobs, business deals, financial issues... Damian's whole company could be in a bad position just because of this. "What, do you want me to marry her?" He asks, seeming amused.

"Go ahead. Marry her. That way I can crash your wedding like in movies, fight her, and take back what's mine," I reply back, a bit annoyed.

"I would love to see that..."

I roll my eyes. I know he is just trying to make me feel better about this whole thing. I can't help but feel restless, though. But I don't intend on giving Damian up either. He is mine, my mate. Or my mate to be, if I want to be precise... Is that what the witch meant? She wrote, "Take back what is yours." Was it about Damian? Does she mean I have to take him back from King? I remember her warning about the Gold Moon Clan, too, that's quite worrisome...

"Nora, don't worry. I've already made up my mind, and Nate and Liam agree with me, too. I will replace another way to reach an agreement with King."

It won't be so easy, I'm sure of it. Isn't there any other way out than allying with them?

"Nora?"

"Sorry Damian, I have to go. Can I call you back after work?"

"I want to see you after work. I'll come and pick you up."

"Okay. See you later. ...I love you."

Needless to say, I'm red as a beet after those three words. Plus, Kathie and Elise are giving me looks that clearly indicate that they heard that. I hang up, and throttle to them, trying to calm down my heartbeat. "Nora, you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you tell us?!" Screams Elise.

I try to explain myself to my two excited colleagues, but before I can really get to the depth of it, Narcissa arrives, looking pretty annoyed.

"You three! Your break is long over, go back to your tables! Elise, table fourteen is waiting for you to take their order. Nora, someone requested you on table two."

Someone asked for me? I'm not even among the waiter's list. Is it someone I know? I follow the girls back inside, and quickly walk up towards table two. When I see who is actually sitting there, I freeze.

Oh, Moon Goddess. Alexandra King?

She is sitting alone at a table for two, looking very proper in a black dress. You can tell she is from a wealthy background. I may be wearing a diamond necklace, but she is wearing flashy gold jewelry, and her designer dress is probably just as expensive. Gosh, I'm really in no mood to face my boyfriend's fiancée now.

When I walk to her, she is smiling like a perfect lady.

"You asked for me?"

"You must be Nora! I recognize your scar."

Seriously? That's how she wants to start, mentioning my scar? When she looks at me, I can tell her eyes are obviously fixated on it, too. Most of the time, Bobo and the brothers act perfectly normal around me, so even if other people can't help but look at it, I feel okay about my scar. But here, Alexandra's eyes are definitely fixated on it, and it's making me really uneasy. I try to ignore it.

"And you are Alexandra King."

"That's right. Damian's partner."

She is definitely doing this on purpose. I cross my arms. Obviously, she doesn't want me to take her order. "Do you actually have anything to say, or did you just come all the way to my workplace to annoy me and make me lose my time? Because I have other customers," I say, not hiding how much she is annoying me

But she keeps smiling and takes a sip of her wine. "Don't be so angsty, I just came to talk. I heard Damian wants to cancel our engagement because of his attachment to you. I was hoping you could help me reason him."

His "attachment" for me? I'm not some damn pet! Moon Goddess, that woman really has a gift for pissing people off just by talking. If it wasn't my workplace and there was no one around, I would be growling at her already. My wolf has been at it for ten minutes already, and though I agree with her, I have to fight to contain her.

"And why would I convince my man to marry another woman?"

If she wants to play with words, I can do that, too. I may be a pacifist, but when it comes to Damian, I'm ready to show my fangs anytime, you pest.

"Oh, please, Nora, you know there is much more at stake, don't you? Damian Black is not just a common guy who can marry anyone," she says confidently. "I am not anyone, I am his fated mate. I do hope you know what it means, right?"

She starts laughing, a really high-pitched and annoying sound. I just hate how confident she acts while obviously looking down on me.

"Do you really believe in that kind of thing? This is so... ancient! This is the twenty-first century, honey. No one cares for that kind of thing anymore."

If she calls me honey one more time, I'm seriously not going to stand for whatever happens next. And "ancient"? Who does she think she is?! What are werewolves, then? Does she have any respect left for our Moon Goddess mother?

"I do care, and so does Damian," I reply right back.

"Unfortunately, whatever bond you have with, it's not going to be enough. Are you still a child? Well, you do look like one... Let me teach you something then: If Damian stays with you, he will lose everything. If he marries me, he will be the King Alpha of Silver City, and no one will be able to resist him."

I clench my fists. I need no lessons from that woman. But she keeps talking, while I feel my anger rise.

"If he marries me, he will have the full support of the Gold Moon Clan. Do you have any strong Clan supporting you, Nora? I doubt it. You are a penniless orphan. You have nothing to bring to him, no financial support, and no power whatsoever. So, it's better you learn your place right now before I put you right back where you belong."