The sickened luna’s last chance

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I froze and looked up wildly into Alexander’s eyes, expecting to see him staring down at me with anger or lust or… well, anything in his gaze.

But they were closed. And his chest was rising and falling steadily.

He was still sleeping, somehow, but had thrown his arms around me and pulled me into bed with him. Perhaps, by accidentally tugging on the mate bond, I had triggered his body to reach for me.

But I couldn’t have him waking up and finding me like this. It would be too difficult to explain.

Carefully, slowly, I tried to shift my weight. Maybe if I could just ease out of his grip without disturbing him, I could slip away and he’d never know I’d been here. He’d think it was just a dream or his imagination playing tricks on him, if he even remembered anything at all.

I managed to move about an inch before his eyes snapped open.

For a second, we just stared at each other. His green eyes were unfocused at first, confused, but then they widened with recognition before narrowing with fury. He practically threw me off the bed after

that.

“What the fuck are you doing in my bed?” Alexander was on his feet in an instant, towering over me. “How did you get in here?”

“I didn’t–I wasn’t–I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” None of the words would come out properly, not with my heart racing the way it was.

“Didn’t mean to what?” Alexander advanced on me. “Break into my bedroom in the middle of the night?”

“I wasn’t breaking in!” I stooped and picked up the bead, holding it up so he could see it. “I was chasing a bead and it rolled in here and then I picked it up and you grabbed me before I could leave!”

a moment before he looked at

bond, but I couldn’t say that out loud for obvious reasons. “Your arms shot out and pulled me into bed with you. I tried to slip away without waking you up, but

Maybe he felt the mate bond and was

of the bed with a

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“I’m sorry,” he said.

my head back in surprise. Alexander rarely apologized, but

contrite.

having this strange dream where my late wife was still alive. We were in bed together and she was

Oh.

Oh no.

us, I wanted nothing more than to tell him that it wasn’t a dream. That I was right here, that I was Ella, that he didn’t have

The farmer’s face flashed through my mind. The newspaper clippings Lilith had shown me. All those people who had died because we told them the truth

up at me. “I’ll admit it: you look like her. You even smell similar. He must have thought-” He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to grab you like that. If I

would have done it had he been awake. Because if he had been awake, he would have

say. “I understand. I

longer, looking at his bare chest and the haggard expression on Alexander’s face, so I quickly turned and left after that.

about me.

he miss

it just as he said—a mistake made in sleep, nothing more? His subconscious briefly taking control while the rest of him really cared

anymore, so I shoved the notion down and pushed away from the wall. As