Page 67 of My Only Luna

“Thanks, you look good, too,” I say, my nerves playing up as I realise Elijah must be nearby. I look behind him but can’t see him, and I feel nauseous all over again.

Liam looks at me, and he seems to realise what I am thinking about.

“He headed outside,” he says, motioning with his head at the open doors on the far side of the hall. “Good luck.”

“Thanks…” I say, giving him a small smile and trying to calm my nerves before I make my way through the crowds of people. So many scents fill my nose, but nothing stands out. My legs feel weak, and I feel I might just lose my balance.

Fear, excitement and nervousness consume me. With each step I take, my heart thunders louder, hammering loudly in my ears.

Breathe…

My wolf is on edge, my eyes burning silver as I try to calm myself. I pause when I see the open doors far ahead, my heart fluttering as I slowly make my way closer to it.

Is he my mate?

Or isn’t he?

Would we see his mate here?

Will he still choose me or change his mind?

My lips quiver as I try to stay strong, the terror of thepossibilities, but it’s only one that makes me weak in the knees.

I keep going until I’m out of the crowd and the path ahead is clear.

I recognise him instantly. He stands there, his back to me in his perfectly fitted black suit, his hands braced on the rail. But it is not the mere appearance of him that makes me stop in my tracks, but the terrifyingly powerful surge of emotions that course through me at the sight of him.

A dangerously intoxicating scent envelopes me. It is completely new. Never have I smelt something so good, yet when I inhale deeply I notice Elijah’s usual scent is mixed with the overwhelmingly tempting one that now comes from him. And with damming clarity, one thing is crystal clear.

He is my mate.

Goddess, Elijah is my mate.

I place a hand on my chest as if trying to calm the thumping of my heart and the emotions that swirl in my chest. So many emotions.

Happiness, disbelief, and relief. For the first time in my life, the Moon Goddess hasn’t let me down. She has granted me the greatest blessing I could ever hope for. My dream which I never thought would become a reality.

I am brought out of my thoughts when he speaks. His rugged, deep, sexy voice causing my core to clench.

“I, Elijah Westwood, future Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack…” Fuck! I realise what he’s about to do! “Reject you as my mate and Lu-”

“Don’t say it,” I manage to gasp breathlessly, my heart racing as I stare at his tense back.

Elijah freezes. His heart races as he slowly turns to look at me. Those gorgeous, cerulean blue eyes widen.

“Red...” he breathes out, his voice hoarse, disbelief and shock clear in his voice. My breath hitches as I feel the bond sizzle between us. His eyes trail over me before they find mine again.

I step forward, closing the gap between us, my eyes are still locked with his. I’m unable to look away.

My wolf is going crazy in my mind, and even now it feels like a dream.

I am a mere two feet away when Elijah seems to come back to his senses and closes the final gap between us. He pulls me into his arms tightly and buries his nose in the crook of my neck, his heart pounding loudly.

I gasp, feeling the strong sparks jolt through me, sending pleasure to my core and taking my breath away. If I thought he had an effect on me before, what I am experiencing now is more than anything I could have ever imagined.

This is what a mate bond feels like…

“You’re mine, you’re fucking mine,” Elijah breathes, his voice hoarse and rugged, his strong arms tightening around me. He kisses my neck and the way his breath quickens, I know he’s thinking of marking me.

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