The Luna Choosing Game

| sidestepped into his path, blocking him.

His eyes narrowed marginally for a moment, before his overly–friendly expression returned.

“Forgive her, sir,” I said. “It will take her some time to come around to a stranger.”

“This is what I am attempting to rectify,” Terry countered. “I don’t wish to be a stranger any longer.”

His gaze dropped down to my breasts, even though I was wearing a sweater, not anything revealing. He

kept his eyes there, like he could see through my shirt, I crossed my arms over my chest.

“I wish to be a good friend to you both.” He licked his lips.

Mark moved then, entering the narrowing space between Terry and me, firmly blocking his movement.

Terry’s smile fell. He lifted a brow in Mark’s direction, questioning. Mark held his ground.

“Perhaps I could assist you with whatever you need, sir,” Mark said, voice so much sterner than I’d ever

heard it. This was his soldier voice, I realized, and not the one he used for Elva and I.

“You are being very bold for a Beta,” Terry said. “Especially when I was only being friend. I wasn’t doing

anything wrong.” z

prince and his

prince’s orders involve keeping me away from

her and her child from anyone, sir.” Mark’s words

too, because he straightened. “It’s awfully presumptuous to assume she would

protection from

anyone from getting to

had a deceptively strong wolf, I’d wager Mark could take him in a fight if it came to that.

nephew gives strange orders regarding

pinpoint why.

it would give

shifted only to

moved to the door. Once he disappeared outside of it, Mark sighed so hard,

slouched

that Terry was good to the staff. “I hope

me, Mark shook his head. “I don’t care if

“But you said…”

like the way he was looking

added, stepping away from the window. She crossed the room

switched from hiding behind