Page 43 of My Only Luna

“Nice try. We didn’t come all the way to Birmingham for you to try to escape.” I roll my eyes, admitting defeat.

Maybe I should just focus on getting something nice for Elijah. Committing myself to shopping, I take a deep breath before stepping into the first store.

Shopping is draining. Angela trieson countless dresses, even when she isn’t even keen on them. Monica and I even left her for a bit. I saw Monica’s eyes on the baby section and took the chance to escape Angela’s painful criticism of every dress I donned.

“Shall we go take a look?” I ask Monica quietly.

“Umm, no! No, I was just, uh…” She tucks a braid behind her ear and looks at me. I offer her a small smile.

“Come on, let’s go take a look. I want to,” I reply, leading the way. Monica follows with a smile on her face and we both begin browsing the newborn section. It’s nice seeing her look at the clothes, and even I find myself looking at the racks of clothes in front of me. I have to admit, they are kind of cute and much more fun to look at than dresses.

I wonder what kind of parents Elijah and I would make. Just the thought of it makes me smile.Would the baby have his lush,sandy brown hair that often looks blond in the sunlight, or maybe strawberry-blonde like mine? Or maybe a mix.

“Thinking about something?” Monica asks, making me look up quickly. I shake my head.

“No,” I lie, my eyes falling on the cutest pale-yellow romper with black stripes that had the words ‘Daddy’s Favourite Baybee’ on the front. I smile and pick it up. “I’m buying this.”

“Who for?” Monica asks, confused. I raise an eyebrow.

“Only one of us is pregnant, hun,” I state with an ‘isn’t it obvious’ expression. Monica is silent as I pick up a matching hat and walk off to the counter, looking quite surprised.

Yeah, I know we’ve never been super close. Monica is a people person who loves socialising and helping and we all know that I just like to stay alone.

“Here, maybe give Aaron this instead of a card? Hopefully, he’ll get the hint. I know men are dumb, but this should get through to him,” I say, holding the bag out to Monica, whose chocolate eyes are full of emotion.

“I don’t know what to say. You didn’t need to do this…” I look at the bag.

“If you don’t like it, you can return or exchange it. I paid by cash anyway,” I say with a small smile. “And I won’t get offended, so go ahead. I’ll meet you in the women’s section.” Monica takes the bag, smiling at me as I make to walk away.

“You’re going to make a fine Luna,” she says softly. Her voice is quiet, but it stops me in my tracks, my heart racing. I’ve never thought of myself as Luna material. In fact, I don’t think I am very motherly... how a Luna is meant to be. It is something that often comes up when I let my mind wander, wondering if I will do justice to Elijah as his Luna, but Monica’s words make me feela glimmer of hope.

“Thanks,” I reply, looking over my shoulder at the woman who falls into step beside me. We then head to the ladies’ section to find Angela. An unspoken understanding formed between us.

It is past six inthe evening when we finally finish shopping. I found a dress that instantly caught my attention, and I knew it was the one. I tried it on, and it looked breathtaking, however, there were some adjustments needed so I left it at the store. It will be ready to collect in 5 working days. We’re now driving back towards home, where we’ll stop on the way to meet up with the boys for dinner. Monica is nervously playing with the handle of the bag with the baby outfit in it.

“Goddess, I’m nervous,” she sighs, making Angela giggle.

“I’m sure he’ll be ecstatic to be a father,” I assure her when a thought occurs to me. Usually, you can’t get pregnant until you are marked…If Elijah isn’t able to mark me, will that mean there is a chance we’d never have kids?The sudden thought makes my stomach plummet, and I can feel the colour drain from my skin. I look out the window, my heart racing at the thought. He is an Alpha who will need an heir.

“Scarlett? Scarlett!” I jerk my head up, looking at Angela who is leaning over, giving me a strange look. “Earth to you, girl? Where did you vanish off to?”

“I was just thinking,” I say, realising we had pulled up in the restaurant parking lot. I get out quickly, that sinking feeling in my stomach weighing on me deeply. I don’t want to start doubting what we have again, but something always comes up to bring me down. I take my phone out and smile when I see Elijah has texted me, although Aaron had mind-linked Monica not longago that they were waiting for us.

“I can’t wait for your pack-link to be restored,” Angela grumbles. “When are you planning on doing that, by the way?”

“Let’s just go and meet up with the boys. We’ll discuss that later,” I say, avoiding the topic. My mood lifting a little, thinking Elijah is close. Monica looks a bit tense.

“What’s up?” Angela asks her as we enter.

“Um… the boys had a bit of a tussle earlier,” she whispers.

“What do you mean?” Angela asks as I raise an eyebrow. She opens her mouth but instantly shuts it the moment Angela opens the door.

It isn’t hard to miss the three hunks. They stand out in the restaurant full of humans. With their big builds, handsome faces and muscular bodies, they ooze perfection. Much to my dismay, I can see several women eyeing them and some clearly looking at my man.

“Now I’m imagining them three together in a reverse harem setting…” Angela says dreamily, making Monica and me frown at her.

“Go for Liam, he’s single!” I hiss, hoping the boys don’t hear me. Although from the cocky smirk on Aaron’s face, it is clear they have. Elijah’s eyes are stuck on me. I can see the way he checks me over like it is the first time he is laying eyes on me.

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