Page 53 of My Only Luna

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I step back to create distance between us as I try to come up with an excuse.

“I’d love to but I’m working-”

“Yes, she can!” David shouts. I glare at him. That damn old man has his ears everywhere.

I glance at Liam, who smiles at him. “Thanks!” He gives me an obvious wink.

Ok, this is not what I was expecting, but what else can I do but agree?

A Confession

Liam

“Get him!” David whispers loudly, making a few of the others laugh. Scarlett sighs.

“Fine, what do you want to eat?” she asks, glaring daggers at me now. Damn, did I already make her angry?

“Anything is fine,” I answer quickly. She is pretty scary too, but I love it. That painful tug at my heart only grows stronger as she pouts before walking off to place our order. I know there is no hope for me and nothing will come of me telling her, but I need to tell her how I feel. To get this off my chest.

I take a seat at a nearby table as I wait for her to return. She looks as breathtaking as ever and for a moment, I wonder what it would be like being with a woman like her. She walks towards me with two glasses of iced drinks and places them on the table, one in front of me and one in front of herself.

“Alright, here I am,” she says, looking around the restaurant. She’s looking anywhere but me, staring at the board with all the notes and photos on it, then turning to the one spotlight that isn’t working anymore.

“Scarlett…” I begin, giving her no option but to look at me.

“Hmm?” She picks up her glass. Does she know what this is about? I don’t think Elijah would have told her. I know him and even if we did have a scuffle over this, he isn’t the kind to go on about it.

“From the way you’re acting, I think you kind of know why I’m here,” I say, watching her lean back in her seat, sighing as she nods. “I just need to tell you to get it off my chest.”

“Sure… so uh, how long for?” Scarlett asks curiously.

“Three years, give or take,” I admit, looking at my hands. I hear her heartbeat quicken as I look up. Her eyes have widened with surprise before she leans forward with a sigh.

“Let me give you some advice. If you liked a girl for that damn long, you should have tried to make a move,” she says bluntly, raising an eyebrow. My eyes widen, now that I wasn’t expecting.

“I tried, I mean I asked you out several times, dropped hints, flowers…” I trail off, rubbing the back of my neck. Scarlett smirks.

“Liam, after Elijah, you’re probably the strongest fighter in the pack. Right now, you’re acting like a lost pup,” she teases. We hear a few snickers from the oldies in the corner and Scarlett turns, glaring. “Mind your own damn business.” The culprits turn and busy themselves with their food. I give her a wry smile.

“You’re definitely an alpha, but luna material too,” I say softly. Despite feeling sad, I’m happy I told her. I know it is too late. But I told her. And maybe there is someone out there for me too.

I smile gently, picking up my glass.

My chance with Scarlett is gone even before it came. She loves Elijah, and for the first time ever I hope she isn’t my mate because it is clear she is ready to reject her mate for him.

Scarlett smiles at me. “Thanks,” she replies, neither of us mentions Elijah.

I nod slowly. “So a little too late, but here goes nothing. I love you, Scarlett. You’ve always been that fiery girl I admired, heck you are the toughest she-wolf around. You’re different, beautiful, smart and perfect. My only regret is I couldn’t tell you sooner… I just…” I trail off, looking towards the darkness outside the window, taking a shaky breath. “I was just scared that I wasn’t good enough for you.”

There.

I brave a glance back at her as she sips her drink, her eyes fixed on me as she assesses me, or that’s what it feels like, anyway. Goddess, she’s gorgeous. I can’t blame Elijah for falling harder. I’m just shocked he didn’t sooner.

She places her glass on the wooden table again. My words hang between us as I wait for her to say something, anything.

“Thank you. For thinking of me like that when no one else did,” she says softly. “I won’t give you false hope to say something could have ever been between us. Yes, you are handsome, sweet, strong and perfect, but I’m not suited for you. I can be a bitch, and I know that. I say hurtful things when I’m pissed and I can push you away, and you’ve always had a kind heart, Liam. But thank you.”

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