The Lunar Queen (Lyric and Mason) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Mason POV

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I really didn’t think she would say yes, but she actually did.

The moment the word left her mouth through the link, it felt like something inside my chest snapped into place-like for the first time since everything went wrong, I wasn’t already losing her.

Now I need everything to be perfect.

Not good. Not decent. Perfect-because if anything goes wrong, I already know I won’t get another chance like this.

This is the only day I have with my mate before I leave for Alpha training.

“She said yes,” I say, turning to Hunter, and even saying it out loud still doesn’t feel real, like I’m waiting for something to come in and take it back.

“I’m happy for you, man, but we need to make sure your plan is foolproof. You know Summer expected you to take her as your

date,” he says.

“I know but we broke up and I’ve got all of that planned. I convinced all the seniors to only take Juniors who aren’t friends with Summer or Savannah so she can relax and enjoy herself. I have Winter and our moms helping her get a dress-the pack seamstress

is coming to mom’s office for that,” I say.

I’ve gone over every detail in my head a hundred times already, replaying it, fixing it, making sure there isn’t a single gap she can

slip through.

“I made sure prom is off pack grounds, and only the seniors know where it is, thanks to Principal Jameson,” I add.

No pack territory. No easy access. No audience for Summer to perform in.

“I need this night with her,” I say.

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Not just want-need, like something in me is clawing for one moment where she isn’t afraid of me.

“We get it, man. We all just want to make sure Lyric is safe. I know you’ve been talking, and I love that she’s giving you a chance,

but Summer has been too quiet, and that isn’t good,” Hunter says.

“I know,” I say, and my jaw tightens because he’s right-quiet with Summer can’t mean anything good, it means waiting.

“We’ll keep our eyes open. Come on, guys, please, I can’t pull this night off without your help,” I say.

“We got your back, Mase,” Lucas says.

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“Mate is going to look so beautiful,” Kane says, his voice softer now, almost reverent, like he’s already seeing her.

“I know,” I reply, my chest tightening at the thought of her walking toward me, dressed up, choosing to be there with me.

“I can’t wait for prom next week.”

“So, what does this mean? Has she accepted you?” Micah asks.

“No, we’re just rebuilding our friendship,” I reply,

and even as I say it, something in me pushes back against the word just, because it feels bigger than that-fragile and heavy at the

same time.

“I hope when we come back, things will be better between us,” I add,

holding onto that hope a little too tightly, because right now it’s the only thing keeping me steady.

screams through the link, “Wake up, sleepy head.”

What do you want? It is Sunday,” I groan through the link, burying my face deeper into my pillow like I can hide from her voice.

“Yes, but today we are prom dress shopping.” She squeals through the link.

“Give me 30 minutes,” I link back.

“You have 15.”

She says, closing the link.

Of course she does. Of course she’s not giving me time to think this through.

Ugh, she is going to have me kill he

e days.

I get up and jum

Mason links.

once.

second, I just stand there, letting it ground me, because everything about this-prom, Mason, Cole

Hearing his voice makes me smile.

It happens before I can stop it, soft and automatic, like my body still remembers him even when my mind is trying to be careful.

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“Yes, your demon spawn of a sister woke me up talking about shopping,” I link back.

“Yes, I arranged for you to pick your dress in mom’s office, away from prying eyes.”

Of course he did. Of course he thought of that.

“That was sweet of you, Mason,” link back,

and I mean it more than I want to admit.

“Anything for you, my sunflower,” he says.

“I can’t wait to see what dress you pick. I know you will look beautiful no matter what you choose,” he adds.

“I will see you from afar, my mate,” he says, closing the link.

From afar. Even now, even when we’re trying, there’s still distance.

“He is so thoughtful,” Nova says.

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