The Luna’s Choice by Kat Silver

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Chapter 8: Ayla

I woke up the next morning feeling extra sore from our first training session the day before. Theo said we could wait a day, but I teased him about saying something about not going casy on me. In hindsight, I may have been a little overzealous. By the time I was back in the apartment running the shower, I could barely move. But I managed to strip out of my sweaty clothes and spent an absorbing amount of time under the hot water.

Thank the goddess for the packhouse’s endless supply.

The shower door opened and Theo stepped inside.

I groaned. “Not now, babe,”

Theo laughed softly. “Don’t worry. I’m just here to shower. And since you are determined to spend the day in here, I have no choice but to join you.”

“Sorry,” I said, moving out of the spray.

“It’s okay, hon,” he said. He kissed my cheek and grabbed the soap and washcloth. “Come here.”

We scrubbed each other down. Theo even washed my hair, which was nice since I wasn’t sure I could lift my arms that high. But when we got out, I was feeling much better. I was sore but energized. While I had a full day scheduled, it was a casual workload. So I dressed in some comfy leggings and a flowy tank top. Theo was back in slacks and a button–up, which I knew he wasn’t ecstatic about.

“More investor meetings today?” I asked.

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lunch,” he said as he put on his watch. “But these should be far more

with the business?” I asked. “I know I’m the reason

about. Dad and I started building the business while I was in college, and we set up the management and operations so that I could step back once it got on its feet.” He hugged me from behind. “We always knew being the Alpha would take precedence. I’m still the primary owner and have the final say in major decisions, but I trust my people. So, I promise. There’s

said

know I wouldn’t keep anything like that from you, right?” he asked. “Everything I have

his cheek, rubbing my fingers across the beard

does your day look like today?”

“I said I’d get some things together for Professor Armand to review. We’re meeting on Monday after class. Then I start

“I believe she is

“Her office?”

office across from mine,” he informed

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quick that she needed her own workspace

best place for us to work on the Waar Pak investigation. All the coming and going may make the

about it, too,” Theo said. “I’m having the packhouse blueprints sent over. I may have a solution for that if everything checks out. Luckily, your mate

neck and slapped my butt on his

ready but was turned suddenly. Theo grabbed my

he said. “I

you, too,” I

with my hair, grabbed a granola bar from the kitchen, and opened my laptop. I still had to read Zeff’s letters before I could head down to the

for six years, but he wasn’t her fated mate. They had been discussing taking each other as chosen mates for a while, but