Page 70 of My Only Luna

“Looking for someone?” I ask.

“Just wondering if anyone else from our pack found their mate. Angela found her mate,” she tells me as we begin swaying on the dance floor, her arms loosely around my neck, admiring me with clear desire in her eyes.

“Great, any idea who he is?” I ask, my gaze dipping to her cleavage.

“She. Her name’s Cassandra.” My eyes widen in surprise.

“Wait, what? I never knew she’s – wait… have you two ever-”

Her eyes narrow into slits. “What? No! I don’t think she even was expecting that! She looked shocked! Besides, she’s my best friend. What goes through that mind of yours...” Scarlett scolds while I frown.

“But she’s seen you naked, right?” I ask. Scarlett raised an eyebrow.

“Seriously? Are you jealous right now, Elijah? I’m sure you have men who are gay in the changing rooms, and you’ve never had an issue.” She frowns, but she’s trying not to smile.

I pout, “Yeah, but you’re hot.”

“And you’re not? Don’t be an idiot. Yes, she has seen me naked and she will see me naked again. She’s my best friend. Now shut up.”

I cock a brow, licking my lips, showing off my pierced tongue for a moment, and sigh.

“Okay, fine. I’ll try not to get jealous.” I wouldn’t expect anything less, they have been friends for ages, and who or what Angela is into doesn’t change anything, the jealousy that I feel is irrational but it’s there.

“Yeah, you better not,” Scarlett warns as I spin her out and press her ass against me.

“Do you blame me, Kitten? When I have the sexiest woman on the planet in my arms, of course I’m going to be protective,” I say, kissing her neck softly.

She sighs softly, her skin still feels hot there.

“You mean possessive?”

“They are similar enough,” I remark huskily.

She simply snorts. “Yeah right.”

Now that we are going to face her father together, I can mark her, right?

I want to ask her but don’t want to ruin our moment, so instead I spin her around before dancing sensually with her once more.

A good half an hourlater, with plenty of teasing and grinding on the dance floor, I am ready to get out of here, but Scarlett is too busy eating. I don’t complain, just watching her is enough and I want her to have plenty of energy for tonight because the night sure is going to be long.

“Scarlett!” Both of us turn to see Angela walking over to us, alone. Scarlett frowns, and I feel a flicker of concern. Why the fuck is she alone? Did something go wrong?

“Where’s Cassandra?” Scarlett asks.

Angela looks at me before looking away.

“We exchanged numbers. I told her I’ll get to know her… I thought I’d come to tell you that I’m going to head to bed. I had your phone so couldn’t call. Are you two mates?” she asks, clearly not wanting to talk about her own mate.

I smirk, pulling my collar down proudly. “Yeah, we are.”

“Wow, you didn’t waste any time, Scarlett,” she teases with a small smile. Neither of us misses the flicker of sadness in her eyes. Scarlett walks over to her, placing her plate down.

“Give her a chance, Angela, you never know what this might lead to,” she says softly to her friend. Angela simply nods before she turns and leaves the hall.

“So… shall we call it a night?” I ask, pulling Scarlett close as Ikiss her lips softly. Scarlett looks up into my eyes and nods, her heart racing. I hold her around her waist as I lead her out of the room.

We barely make it throughthe door of my hotel suite, already undressing one another. I lift her up bridal-style, making her eyes widen.

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