Page 57 of My Only Luna

“If you ever considered me your daughter, will you not grant me this one wish? I never asked for anything growing up, but today I want to ask for something. I want to ask for you to accept us. Do you hate me so much that you can’t stand to see me as Luna of this pack?” she asks quietly, trying to control her emotions, to hide the pain from her eyes.

I look up sharply. How did she even get to such an assumption?

I’ve never seen her express herself before, it’s nice to see, yet…

“By loving Elijah, it will always be a reminder that you didn’t consider us your own,” I say as I stroke her hair gently.

When did she grow up?

She shakes her head, her eyes flashing defiantly.

“That is not true. I consider you my father. I’m not lying and you know it. Elijah… I won’t lie, I never saw him as my brother. I never had that bond he and Indigo have. Even you know that,” she sighs. “Please, Dad, this won’t change anything. Who cares what the world says? The only thing that matters to Elijah and me is what our family thinks. Please?”

She always has a way to get to me. Maybe I have a soft spot for her. I close my eyes, sighing deeply before I take her wrists, removing her hands from my face and hold her hands in front of me.

“You know Elijah doesn’t care about what I think. Indigo is angry at me. Your mother threatened to divorce me… and now you’re asking me to accept it so calmly.”

“Won’t even one of those approaches work?” Scarlett asks. I smile wryly.

“I once said to you, any boy you chose to love would be lucky. Well, that asshole is more than lucky. What’s to like about him, anyway?” I ask, frowning. Scarlett smiles, reaching up from where she’s kneeling on her knees. She hugs me tightly.

“They say a girl looks for someone who’s a lot like her father when it comes to love… I guess I did the same,” she says softly, a hint of cheekiness in her tone. Her heart begins to race as she hugs me tighter. “I don’t want to lose my father. Please don’t take that from me. I need you. I will always need you, Dad,” she whispers, her voice quivering.

I struggle to control my own emotions, as I feel my anger dissipate. How can I refuse her request? I am hurting my family, which I keep saying is the reason I’m against this.

Closing my eyes, I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tighter as I let go of the anger within me.

“You’ll always be my little girl, Scarlett. For you, I’ll try, but you need to talk to him. Tell him to stop being a rude asshole, too,” I complain. “You know he doesn’t listen to me.” Scarlett laughs in relief and amusement as she moves back.

“I guess I can try. We both know Elijah has an ego bigger than the size of England.”

“Now that I agree with,” I chuckle and she nods.

“You should go to Mama,” Scarlett suggests. I nod. Standing up, I stroke her head before I head to the door, pausing just before I’m about to leave the room.

“Don’t tell Elijah about our conversation,” I say. “Let him come back from the ball at least.”

“Got it.” Scarlett stands up, giving me a smile. She slaps her thighs, heaving a sigh of relief as she turns to gaze at the sky outside. I smile at her before I leave the kitchen.

“Blood Moon, here I come,” I hear her say, and I smile.

And with it, we will see what it holds in store for both my stubborn pups. I better talk to Indigo too since I’ve upset her as well.

It will take me time, but I’ll get used to it. I hope.

These Little Moments

Scarlett

Ilook at my makeup bag, where I’ve already put in my freshly cleaned brushes. Eyeliner, check. Lippy, check.

I’m doing a once-over to make sure everything is packed. We will be staying the night there tonight, and it will already be past midnight by the time we arrive, as Elijah seems to really dislike the Alpha heir of the pack. We are all going together, but where the rest of the group will be in a few cars, Elijah and I will be alone in his car.

Tomorrow we’ll have the entire day free until the ball tomorrow night, which will start around ten, when the moon will be at its peak. It’s when the Blood Moon is at its peak that the mate bond will have a chance to snap into place. That is, if your mate is there, of course. The thought makes me nervous yet excited at the same time.

It’s definitely going to be a long day tomorrow, but I know Elijah and I are ready for whatever comes our way.

Angela’s already booked us in for the whole makeover and hoopla that we’ll do when we get there. This is the one event that the pack funds, your first Mating Ball. The outfit, the nails, thehair – everything is covered by the pack.

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