Chapter 134 

Leo’s voice rang out from behind Andrew. 

He emerged from the crowd, his posture rigid with tension, his eyes dark with anger. 

His hand clamped down on Andrew’s shoulder, firm and unyielding. 

Andrew’s expression shifted slightly, his arrogance faltering. 

“Are you sure you want to defy your own father for this woman?” 

drew shot back, his voice low and dangerous. 

Leo’s jaw tightened. “Did you think of me as your son when you left me to die?” His words were sharp, slicing through the air and leaving an uncomfortable silence in their wake. 

The whispers In the crowd grew louder, and I could see the faces of the other guests turning toward us, murmuring amongst themselves. 

Andrew’s face paled–he knew continuing this argument in public would only damage his reputation further. 

But his grip on my arm tightened, unwilling to back down. 

Before the situation could escalate, an authoritative voice broke through the tension. 

“What’s going on here?” 

A man strode toward us, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. 

He was tall, dressed in an immaculate black suit that seemed tailored to perfection, with silver hair slicked back, and a steely gaze that swept over the 

scene. 

This was none other than President Felix Desmond, the head of the werewolf council and perhaps the most powerful man in the entire werewolf world. 

His voice carried the weight of authority, silencing the crowd almost instantly. 

“Dad!” the girl who had defended me earlier exclaimed, rushing over to him with a bright smile, taking his arm. 

The room fell silent as Felix Dismond’s sharp eyes landed on his daughter, his authoritative presence seeming to draw attention from every corner of the lavish hotel ballroom. 

His deep voice rang out as he addressed her, “Alina, what’s going on here?” 

I watched Andrew freeze for a brief moment, his confidence clearly shaken. 

It was obvious he hadn’t expected the girl he had rudely brushed off earlier to be the daughter of the chairman himself. 

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her head held high, didn’t hesitate. 

She recounted the entire scene with precision and a touch of indignation, highlighting Andrew’s rudeness toward me. 

“Father, Mr. Andrew was disrespectful toward Miss Elizabeth, trying to drag her out of the party for no reason. I couldn’t stand by and let that happen,” she explained, her eyes flashing with defiance. 

Andrew gave me a scathing look before addressing the chairman, his voice tight with forced humility. 

“Chairman, allow me to explain. I saw someone here who didn’t belong, and I felt it necessary to… escort her out.” 

Felix’s eyebrows rose slightly. 

“And who, exactly, are you referring to?” 

With a grimace of embarrassment, Andrew muttered, “It was my son Leo’s Luna, Elizabeth. However, they are in the process of breaking things off. I 

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will not allow a woman like her to become the Luna of Silver Moon.” 

I didn’t show the slightest hint of anger at being offended, but watched his performance with interest. 

In this way, it seemed clear that Andrew was still unaware that I had been invited here by none other than Felix. 

Before I could gather my thoughts, Leo’s voice broke through the tension. 

“Never,” he declared firmly. “Elizabeth is my only Luna. There’s no way I’m cutting ties with her.” 

The force behind his words caught everyone’s attention, and whispers began circulating among the guests. 

His determination, so publicly displayed, clashed violently with his father’s stance, but it also stirred something in me. 

art of me felt vindicated–he was choosing me, standing by me in front of the world. 

But another part of me felt the weight of everything we had gone through, the pain and doubts that had driven us apart. 

If only he had fought this hard for us before, we might not have ended up here. 

Felix Dismond observed us carefully, his eyes lingering on Leo before shifting to me. 

For a moment, the entire room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting his verdict. 

I could feel the tension rolling off Andrew, who was visibly flustered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. 

He was terrified of offending the chairman, that much was clear. 

Andrew’s voice wavered slightly as he attempted to explain further, “President, I’m sorry if her presence is an inconvenience. She’s just… well, she’s nothing more than a she–wolf from a small pack. Surely, you wouldn’t want her here. I’ll handle this and make sure she leaves.” 

As he spoke, Andrew roughly grabbed my wrist, trying to drag me away. 

But I wasn’t that fragile, timid girl anymore. 

I resisted, standing firm as his fingers dug into my skin. His eyes widened in surprise as he realized I wasn’t budging, and I met his gaze with a mocking smile. 

How could he be so shocked? Had he forgotten the years I spent training, growing stronger?