A “gift”. A trophy wife. That’s what I was to her.
However, she forgot that despite my being a “gift”, I was still her Luna. I was obligated to take care of
every member in the pack.
“I’m her Luna. I think that gives me the right to deal with it.”
I put Lilla behind me and raised my chin, looking straight at Cindy. “Do you think you know my pack
better than me?” Cindy narrowed her eyes and said disdainfully. To Cindy, the Cold Moon Pack was
hers, and I was just an outsider who had nothing to do with them.
That was fine with me. I didn’t care about her mocking words.
“I’m already your Luna, and that’s a fact,” I said firmly.
“A trash Luna with weak limbs?” Cindy mocked again. But then, she suddenly switched attitude and
shrugged.
“If you must do it, that’s fine. But on one condition.”
“What is it?” I asked.
She raised an eyebrow.
“If you don’t find anything in your investigation, then I hope you stop meddling in pack matters. Just be
an obedient, and muted trophy wife.”
After living as a mute doll for nineteen years, and now in a new place, someone was telling me once
again that I should shut up and stay silent.
My heart ached, but a wave of raging anger surged up at the same time. Those people wanted to see
me make a fool of myself, but I wouldn’t allow that to happen.
“Deal. To make it fair, if I find evidence, you’ll have to apologize to Lilla in public.” Cindy frowned and
shouted, “I’m her trainer!”
The implication behind her words was that, as a trainer, she shouldn’t apologize to her trainees.
I don’t think that was the right mindset to have. Anyone can make mistakes. There was nothing
shameful about admitting them. So, I gave her a calm look and said in the same tone, “But I’m your
Luna. Why can’t I request something from you if you have already asked something from me?”
Cindy opened her mouth but no words came out of it.
Finally, she smoothed out her expression and nodded. “Fine. Let’s see what you can do.”
Lilla had gotten hurt when she was in the training field’s locker room, changing her shoes. I requested
Cindy to gather all trainees to that room. If Cindy always ignored such incidents, the culprit probably
wouldn’t bother covering up the tracks, as they were sure that the trainers wouldn’t look into it.
So, I asked all of them to open their lockers.
“Why should we listen to you?” A red-haired girl stood up and yelled at me. As soon as she said that,
someone else stepped up to agree.
“Yeah. We only listen to Cindy. She’s our trainer.” I expected this to happen, and I don’t blame them for
being rude to me. Everyone admired the power, and since I wasn’t, I had no right to complain about
how others treated me.
I looked toward Cindy, reminding her not to forget the previous agreement we had made. Cindy raised
an eyebrow but obliged, “Luna’s orders are my orders. Open your lockers!”
It was a commanding tone. The girls looked at each other before they finally shuffled over to their
lockers and pulled out their keys.
A red-haired girl caught my attention. She stood in front of her cabinet for a long time and suddenly
glanced at her phone. Immediately afterward, she opened her locker without hesitation. I checked her
locker and found only clothes and shoes inside. It was clean. There were no nails or anything else that
was suspicious. “See? I’m not the culprit,” she told me. She had her arms crossed, looking relaxed.
I took a hesitant step back, then glanced at her badge and confirmed that her name was Mina.
On the way here, Lilla told me that a girl named Mina had always come in second. The two of them
always had an incompatible relationship. Today, Mina won first place in the race because Lilla was
injured
Judging from her actions, Mina was no doubt a solid suspect.
But I didn’t find anything suspicious in her locker.
With that, I could continue to other lockers. After having gone through dozens of other lockers,
suddenly there was a loud sound. Silver nails fell to the ground from the clothing I had just picked up.
Everyone’s eyes frozen at the same moment.
I raised my head to look at Lilla, who was trembling. “Impossible!” Lilla shouted.
“It can’t be Sydnee! She’s my best friend!”
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