Page 40 of My Only Luna

“I just feel really nauseous,” Monica replies, making both Angela and I stare at her. “What? I just…” Her face pales when she realises what we are thinking.

“No chance you’re pregnant?” Angela asks in a hushed whisper, although no one is paying attention to us.

“We don’t use protection. I don’t think I’m late. Damn, maybe?” She runs her fingers through her hair nervously.

“I think we should pop to a chemist before shopping,” I suggest. Monica just stares at me as Angela nods.

“Okay, let’s go to Boots! They have pregnancy tests!” she says, once again dragging us out of the shop.

“It might not be anything,” Monica says, her heart thudding with nerves. I smile at her.

“I’m sure your baby would be so flipping cute, though,” I say. Just imagining myself in Monica’s position makes me feel nervous and excited. Monica smiles.

“You think so?” she asks, trying to calm her nerves and smiling nervously.

“I know so,” I say as we step through the entrance to Boots, with Angela leading the way to the correct aisle.

“Okay, let me go and grab a test! You’re using protection, aren’t you, Scarlett? I mean, I know wolves can’t get pregnant unless they’re marked, but you’re both alphas. Maybe it’s different. I mean, it’s never been heard of before, so-” Angela freezes as she looks at me, her heart thudding as she realises she just slipped up.

My heart thumps as I glance at Monica, who is now staring at Angela with curiosity.

Please, for the sake of the Goddess, do not click.

She slowly looks at me, then back at Angela, as if trying to comprehend what was said. And I see understanding slowly begin to dawn upon her. For a few painstakingly slow seconds, time seems to slow before her eyes widen impossibly large. She gasps and covers her mouth.

“Oh. My. Fucking. Goddess.” I simply turn to Angela, giving my friend a death glare. Now I have some serious explaining to do to a very stunned, possibly pregnant Monica.

Jealousy & Anger

Elijah

We ended up just going for a drive with no destination in mind.

I don’t really know how to begin; I know Liam has a thing for Scarlett, but I don’t really know how deep it goes. I’m not sure, but I need to tell them because I am serious about her and he’ll just have to deal with that.

We are only ten minutes in when Aaron looks at me, no longer able to stay quiet. “So, spill. Who’s the lucky lady?” he asks curiously. I fiddle with the radio stations until I am satisfied with one; I know I’m buying time.

“Wait, so she isn’t your mate? Aren’t you going to find her?” Liam asks, confused.

“I’ve chosen my Luna and I’m not planning on accepting my fated mate,” I say with complete confidence that even they know I’m serious.

“So, who is she? Is she a part of our pack?” Aaron asks impatiently. “Come on man, you can’t have fun and not share who the lucky woman getting nailed by you is.”

I cock a brow. “Chill, let’s stop here and get some fresh air,” I say, pulling up to the side of an open road. There are fields to both sides with no one in sight.

“You’re buying time. I’m a little worried,” Liam says, ruffling his hair as we get out, a sharp wind blowing around us.

Yeah, maybe.

“Well, don’t let your shit hit the fan when I tell you,” I say, looking at my two best friends. Since we were little, these two have been through everything with me. We trained, grew, fought and studied together.

“Okay, shoot,” Aaron says, glancing at Liam before they both turn back to me as I lean against my car, crossing my arms.

Here goes nothing.

“It’s Scarlett.”

Their reactions are polar opposites. Liam looks as if he has just been hit with a sledgehammer, his face paling before he looks away, a frown crossing his face, whilst Aaron’s eyes fly open as he stares at me completely stunned.

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