Page 36 of My Only Luna

“Mm?” his reply is muffled as he enjoys kissing and nipping at my boobs.

“After everything is over, can you mark me? I mean, I don’t know what will happen, but I don’t want this mark on me forever,” I ask softly. He looks at me sharply.

He shakes his head, “You said after because we both know it’s risky, Red.”

“I know, but I don’t want this thing on me forever. I won’t be accepting my mate. I’m stronger than the average wolf. I could maybe handle you marking me over it. We have to try.”

“Let’s discuss it later,” he says, clearly not wanting to discuss it, kissing my lips tenderly. I nod before we both get up. As much as I want to discuss it now, we need to get to the training grounds. Elijah hasn’t been there for the last few days, and he wanted to talk to the group as well.

We reach the training grounds,which is a large, open area. There are mats spread out for sparring. At least 40 people are here. This is one of three training groups and is made up mostly of young adults. They are all stretching, talking and laughing as Liam tells them to speed up with their warmups. Spotting Elijah and I, silence falls across them until it’s completely quiet.

No one knows about our relationship yet, apart from Fiona. I mean, it’s not clear she knows, but she heard us in his office. Shehasto know.

I glance towards her, knowing she’s probably watching us, and as predicted, when I find her, she has her eyes are glued on us. We walk to the front of the group, and I look away. I’m not going to give her any attention and instead look across the crowd. Keira, Monica and Aaron are towards the front, but the future Beta couple simply give me a warm smile.

“It’s good to have you here, Scarlett,” Liam says, smiling at me.

“Thanks, it’s not too bad being back,” I reply lightly.

He chuckles and nods. “I know you’ve been training on your own. I hope you’re still doing great.”

“I think I am.”

I can feel eyes on me. Everyone’s heard about what had gone down by now, and the entire pack also knows about my mark,although they don’t know who marked me. Many of their eyes dip to the ugly mark on my neck. Elijah looks out across at them, his eyes hard, silently challenging anyone to say something about it.

“Right, there’s one thing I want to make clear before we start. Whilst I wasn’t here, a lot of shit went down. Things I’m not proud of; things I will never approve of.” His voice rings sharp and clear as a few exchange looks of unease.

“Everyone in my pack deserves equality, whether it’s religion, gender or race. I don’t give a fuck. Here, we are fucking equal. Last week, someone notified me that someone in this pack was being picked on for being gay, then I learn Scarlett was bullied for being an Alpha Female? What the fuck is this shit? From here on out, I won’t tolerate even the slightest slur from anyone. We are one. Remember that. And if anyone, and I fucking mean anyone, decides to bully or abuse another, I will personally take charge of their punishment and I can assure you, it won’t be pretty. Am I clear?!” His voice rings across the silent gathering before the wolves erupt into claps and cheers.

“You said it, Alpha!”

“That’s damn right we are one!”

I smile slightly looking at Elijah.He really is going to make a great Alpha. I just wish Dad could see that rather than trying to blackmail him, although I have no idea how serious he is about those threats.

“Scarlett!” Angela calls out, winking at me. “Want to be my partner?”

“Scarlett will spar with me,” Elijah says, looking at Angela, who simply smirks.

“Okay, Alpha!” They all pair up whilst Elijah and I take ourplace on one of the mats.

“You do know these mats won’t be enough to cushion your ass,” I say, flexing my hands. Elijah smirks.

“No, but they’re enough to cushion that sexy ass of yours,” he says, looking me over as he runs that pierced tongue across his lips.

Oh fuck, he’s hot.

“Hmm, let’s see about that,” I challenge, falling into my stance. I make the first move, spinning and throwing a punch at him. He blocks, aiming a sharp jab at my stomach, and I jump back and spin around, kicking his shins. He grabs my ankle, pulling me roughly towards him – a smirk on his face. We continue; swiping, kicking, and blocking.

We both work well together, both able to keep up with the other and calculate the other’s moves, and soon we’ve forgotten about the group watching us.

Although I did hear Liam command them to start sparring, they are all too busy watching me keep up with Elijah. He isn’t going too hard on me, although I know that he had a few chances which he let go. But at the same time, he isn’t making it an easy ride either.

He grabs my ankle, making me frown, as he yanks my feet out from under me. I twist in his hold and punch him on the shoulder, forcing his grip to loosen. I give him a sexy wink, distracting him for a split second, and I smirk victoriously. I take the chance, aiming a powerful kick at him, but with immense strength, he grabs my calf and knocks my other leg out from under me.

“Fuck!” I gasp, not expecting that as my knees buckle and I go crashing to the ground.

“You’re good, Red, but I’m better,” he teases as I hit the mat hard, but I’m not about to give up. I pull him down roughly by his shirt, knocking him straight into my chest. A few of the boys whistle and boo as Elijah momentarily loses focus, moving back, his gorgeous blue eyes wide with surprise.

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