The thought occurred to me, but I'm not sure how well I could pull it off.

I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.

The following day, I remained in bed for most of the morning. Normally, I would be awake early so I could work on some paintings in my studio. But today, I was pretending to be incredibly sick so that Elliot would let me miss the gathering happening in a couple of days.

I placed a hot cloth over my face and when I heard the bathroom door opening, I quickly took the cloth off my face and shoved it under my pillow.

When Elliot saw me still in bed, he frowned.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet?" He asked as he finished getting dressed for the day.

"I don't feel so good," I told him, making myself sound sick and pathetic.

His brows furrowed together.

"You were fine yesterday."

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

think it's getting worse, and I'll probably be sick for at least a week," I told him,

so?" He asked, not sounding

very

a frown marring his lips. Then

what might this be?" He asked, reaching around me and grabbing the

making sure it was completely hidden. He pulled

He asked. "Is this the reason you feel warm? Do you take me

lower

I put a warm cloth on my head

sure once you get up and

out of bed to open it. One of the maids stood on the other side with a glass of water and a medicine bottle. "The Alpha told me to give this to you, Luna," she said, handing me the medicine

her and closed the door, bummed

on

"Come in," he said.

stepped inside. He glanced up

you need something? Or are you going to stand there

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