Page 86 of My Only Luna

“That’s not- ok, maybe it is kinda true.”

“Exactly.” I kiss her neck as I wrap my arm around her small frame. “Come on, I want to introduce you to someone officially.”

She looks up at me curiously, but I’m glad she doesn’t ask who because this might be a little too sentimental. And at times,I struggle to show that side.

We make our way through the trees and I can tell from the way her heart races as we near our destination that she knows exactly where we are headed.

“We shouldn’t have come empty-handed.”

I cock a brow. “We didn’t. I brought her, her new daughter and I brought myself. I’m better than any flower,” I reply with a smirk as we stop in front of Mom’s grave.

That familiar pang in my chest returns and I hold Scarlett tighter, trying not to make it obvious.

“Hey, Mom… I want you to officially meet my mate, my love, my Luna, Scarlett.”

Scarlett looks up at me before she turns to the grave. “Hi…”

“You don’t need to say anything,” I say to her, kissing the side of her head.

“I want to,” she says as she tugs free and kneels down, touching the earth. “I’ll take good care of him; he’s an amazing guy and I know you would be proud of him.”

“Is that a compliment?” I ask.

“Maybe, but it’s for your mom, not you,” she replies. “Tell me about her.”

I crouch down beside her and look at the grave. “Well she wasn’t a great cook, I mean she was ok with the basics, but she made the best jam on toast.”

She chuckles slightly. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah… but she was the best mom, she always had time for me. She always read to me before bed, tucked me in, and checked up on me when it was a cold night. She taught me right from wrong, always made sure that I didn’t let my ego go to myhead.”

“Have you forgotten that part?” she teases lightly.

I smile slightly. “I rein it in.”

“I’m relieved, I can’t imagine you getting any cockier. But on a serious note, she sounds lovely. Dad doesn’t really speak about her.”

“No, he doesn’t. And I think that’s what hurt the most. She’s gone, but why did he have to stop talking about her like she never existed…” I sigh, looking at the sky through the trees.

“I get that, I’m sorry.”

I shake my head as she places her hand on my arm. “I just never thought I’d grow up without her. She was my world. Dad was just an extra in the house,” I add snidely, making Scarlett smirk.

“He wouldn’t like to hear that, but I get it. They say boys are like that, and girls are Daddy’s favourites, but I don’t know. You know how my so-called Dad is.”

“One day, maybe we’ll meet again. I’m not sure how the afterlife works, but I hope we meet again.” I look at her. This time our eyes meet and I can see hers are shining with emotions. She can’t speak aloud.

“I hope so too,” she says softly before she gets on her knees and wraps her arms around my head, pulling me against her breasts. I inhale her sent as I slowly wrap my arms around her waist, holding her tight.

I lost Mom. I never want to lose anyone else, especially Scarlett. I’ll always protect her. I just hope I can, Mom, because I wish I could have protected you too, but I couldn’t. I’m sorry.

The Morning We Leave

Scarlett

No one really got much sleep that night in our household. I could see the light from Mama’s room on and then her tinkering away in the kitchen. She’s scared about me going, but she knows I need to do this. She wanted to come too, but Dad and I both are firmly against it.

The morning dawns cold and rainy, but the dark, gloomy skies are anything but dull within the kitchen Elijah and I have just stepped into. Indigo, Mama and Grandma Amelia stand there smiling.

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