The Rejected Luna
I said, my reply sounding like a question.
“Getting there,” Alec muttered, his eyes gleaming in delight, he was enjoying whatever this weird encounter was.
“say it,” he mouthed, edging himself closer to the edge of his chair.
“Hades mate,” I whispered in a low tone, my head dropped in fear.
Alec barked out a loud laugh, the room rumbled at the force of his laughter.
“There it is,” he muttered.
“The rejected Luna, trapped in the middle of an unreciprocated love,” he said.
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