Queen of Luna's

Chapter 18: Becoming Luna (Part 2)

***WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***

SHEA POV
  I couldn't feel Kayona but I knew she had my back when it came to declaring a sentence for a criminal as queen but not killing the criminal as Luna. She respected my titles and was emotionally okay with the way I conducted and controlled my throne as queen but still remembered I was a Luna aswell.

I just made it in our room when the door was calmly closed behind me. I turned to see Zion's face twisted in anger as he kept his grip on the door nob. I let out a confident breath as I stepped towards him. I reached out to grab the hems of his shirt when he caught my wrist. He looked like he was about to say something but didn't open his mouth.

Instead he looked at me, "The ceremony to become Luna is tonight." Then opens the door and leaves to his office. Lena walks in, we make eye contact and she smiles but I don't return it. There was really no words to say. Zion was the Alpha and he had to make a way for the werewolves and cats to co-exist without any more conflict. At least for now. I sigh.

"Just how long are they planning to stay here...?" I sigh and look at Lena as she raises her eyebrows and shakes her head in agreement. Her expression shifts to a surprised one making her perfect lips form an "o" shape. "I almost forgot." She confesses as she power walks out. It was silent as I patiently waited for her. I shifted my weight from my left foot to my right when she walked in holding a long white box that said "Luna" in large gold calligraphy across the top.

"Is. Is that a gown box?" I ask her as she places it on the small coffee table by the window. The box took up the whole table but managed to stay on. She smiled as she opened it, snatching the paper that was over it, she lifted it completely out, making it fall on the floor because of its full body length. It was a plain white v-neck with straps, until the bottom. The bottom was a midnight shade of blue at the very hem with black, blue, and white peacock feeling lines at the ankle part of the gown.

"Oh, Lena!" I gasped. She smiles so cheesyly, "It's pretty right?!" She screams with excitement. "Pretty?! It's gorgeous!" I tell her as she walks to the bedside and lays it down. "Well, I'm glad you like it I mean it's been in our family for centuries." She walks back to the box as I walk to the bedside where the gown lay. "Arial said you wouldn't like it because she thought you'd think it'd look to old fashioned." She said as she pulls out what looks like another piece of the gown with the drawings and colors the same.

My eyes widen in curiosity of the piece but reply to her comment. "No, its perfect! It's more gorgeous than I imagined!" I comment. "But what is that?" I asked with more curiousness than before. She looks at the piece as she holds it up in front of her face. "It's the part of the dress that completes you." She smiles but it disappears too quickly. "You should put it on, the ceremony will start at midnight."

My eyes widen again, "What time is it?!" As we search for a clock, we pull out our phones at the same time. "It's 9?!" Speaking Lena's exact thought, we snap our heads up and stare at each other in shock. The dubstep for "alone" from marshmallo started to play notifying me that my iheart on my phone began to play as my alarm, making us come back to reality.

We scurry around, me undressing and jumping in the shower just as Lena sees Arial and motions her to come in and they find and set up hair and makeup products on the large vanity that took up most of the wall by the door that went into the bathroom. Quickly, Lena crosses the room to the bed and grabs the gown. She runs to the walk in closet but makes sure she doesn't step on the flowy gown and retrieves a hanger and hangs it up on the top of the door to the closet and returns back to the set up.

I turn off the water and jump out, seeing Lena there holding a towel almost made me slip but she catches me and I began to laugh. "Come on, Shea, we don't have time to play around." She says as she helps me get my balance but I continue to laugh. I grab the towel she handed me and she reached for another and began rubbing my head. Ariel walks in, "Ari, can you plug the blow dryer in?" She asks. "Already on it." She tells Lena. She gives Lena a salute and walks out.