Page 4 of My Only Luna

“He…” I trail off, my eyes flying wide open, the colour draining from my face when I realise what Grandma Amelia has just said, my heart thundering as I stare at her.

She knows?

Heat

Scarlett

“A-alpha? Who said this has anything to do with Elijah?” I ask, trying to remain calm, although the fear of being caught grows quickly.

Grandma Amelia cocks a brow, scoffing. “What do you take me for? A fool? At first I didn’t think much of it until you both went to get the desserts at dinner and, well… it doesn’t take that long to bring a tray of brownies into the room, now does it? Not to mention you smelled strongly of the boy when you returned. I’m surprised Jackson, the idiot, hasn’t realised, or Jessica.”

Fuck.

She’s watching me as I sit there, trying not to react as she continues. “But I think with their own bond finally being completed, and with Elijah and Jackson not on the best of terms thanks to their tempers, they have missed what is right beneath their noses! I’m still angry they didn’t even inform me of marking one another at the dinner! I’m old, not a fool, girl. Now speak up. I want the full story!”

I stare at her, stunned. I can feel my cheeks now flaming up. How do I deny what she knows? Well… there’s no point inpretending now.

“I, uh, it wasn’t planned… I just, somehow…” I really don’t know what to say.

“Oh, come on, if you’ve jumped that thing, no point in getting all shy. If you can do the dirty deed, you can talk about it. Now, from what I can tell you surely have. I was thinking you were glowing.” Grandma Amelia mulls over her words as she nods to herself. “I’m not asking for a report on the fool’s bedroom performance; I just want to know exactly what is going on between you both.”

Fiona… the scene from the club claws at my heart.

“I know for a fact the idiot has been setting off a lot of rumours lately about not being interested in his usual playboy ways. So do tell me, is my favourite girl the reason behind it?”

I can’t help but smile at that. She isn’t judging me. There’s no anger or disgust. This is why I love her. “I’m glad I’m your favourite. I couldn’t have hoped for anyone else,” I say quietly, trying to control my emotions. Since Grandma Amelia already knows everything, there’s nothing I can do any longer. I begin wiping my face, removing all the makeup as I buy myself a little time.

With everything that happened, I feel a mess.

“But I don’t know if I really mean more or not. He said he cared, that he wants to make me his Luna, but it was all a lie…” I look up at Amelia, tears filling my eyes.

“And why do you think it’s a lie?”

“I know it was,” I whisper, remembering Fiona again.

“For the boy to say that much, it must surely mean something. He has many flaws, but I know he speaks his mind. You tell me, have you ever heard of him giving any other girl thatsort of promise?”

“No, he hasn’t, but I saw him at the club today with Fiona. First, she was all over him and he didn’t bother telling her to move away, and then I caught them hugging intimately and… she wasn’t wearing anything. He saw me and then panicked. He was perfectly fine holding her before that,” I say bitterly, now clutching my mug of tea tightly. The pain of his betrayal hurts. Amelia nods.

“So, you decided to run off like a fool? You should have asked exactly what was happening. It’s clear you love the idiot, and if you do then you should fight for him. Men are horny dogs; we need to keep them on a leash! And he is a young alpha who is probably extremely sexually active. I don’t doubt his integrity, but perhaps the girl came on to him?”

“Then why did he hug her?” I ask, my eyes flashing.

“Well now, if you stayed and asked him, we would know the answer to that. You shouldn’t have run, dear.” Her words are blunt and to the point and I stare at her. I’m about to reply when I feel a burning spasm rush through me once again, making me scream out and knock the hot tea over as I bend over in agony.

Grandma Amelia jumps up and hurries over to me, touching my skin that is burning up.

“I think I’m sick,” I mumble.

But the way her eyes widen, I know she knows exactly what is happening to me. “Oh my… you’re in heat, child,” she says.

My blood runs cold at her words.

“In heat…”

Heat… This is sickening, but I know what’s happening. Yes, Elijah and I have had sex, but after being marked, if you aren’t intimate with the person who marked you, your body goes intoheat. However, once in heat, you don’t need the one who marked you to satiate the burning heat that is tearing your body apart. Fucking anyone can fix this.

I just wish things hadn’t gotten so messy with Elijah. If we fucked now, this agony would go away, but I’m not allowing him anywhere near me. He hurt me and I will not forgive him. I know my heat might manipulate my feelings for him and allow him back in.

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