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.

off yesterday too. But it really got bad today. I think it's getting worse, and I'll

asked, not

head; it's very warm,"

stepped toward me and placed his hand on my forehead, a frown marring his

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

sure it was completely hidden.

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

my lower lip and

not feeling well. I put a

you

on the door. I sighed and slid 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

her and closed the door, bummed that my plan didn't

I knocked on

"Come in," he said.

door and stepped inside. He

need something? Or are you going to stand there all

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