Page 32 of His Fated Luna

His closeness was dizzying. And for some reason, he didn’t like my answer about how I hid my luna mark. Hypocrite. He was the one that told me to hide it in the first place!

“Who are you here with?” he asked, his hands tightening around me for just a second before letting go.

“Jake,” I replied.

Aiden let out a small growl, his displeasure even more evident.

Only then did I notice that Lexia wasn’t with him.

“What… what are you doing here?” I asked.

“I came to study,” he grunted, but there was something off about his tone.

“The almighty Alpha Aiden actually needs to study?” I teased, hoping to ease the tension.

He gave me a small smile, and my stomach did a ridiculous flip. Before I could think, the words tumbled out.

“Do you want to join us? We’re in room 103.”

My eyes widened at my own stupidity. Why did I ask him that? He probably had better things to do.

“Sure,” he said smoothly, as if he had been planning to join us all along.

And just like that, I found myself buying three cups of coffee, only for Aiden to slide his card over the counter before I could pay.

“I can pay, you know,” I argued, fumbling for my wallet.

“Keep your money. This one’s on me,” he said with another heart-melting smile.

Grabbing his own cup, he pocketed his wallet and waited as I added sugar to my coffee. Three packets. Then a sprinkle of cinnamon.

“You think it’s sweet enough?” he joked.

I made a face at him. “I know some people love the bitter taste of coffee, but I just can’t drink it unless it’s sweet.”

Aiden watched me with a thoughtful expression.

When we got to the study room, Jake barely reacted to Aiden’s presence. Aiden sat down, flipping through his notes while I focused on the whiteboard.

“Don’t see Lexia today,” Jake commented off handedly.

The marker trembled in my hand, making my “2” come out completely misshapen. Cursing under my breath, I erased it and rewrote the number.

“Yeah, well…” Aiden hesitated before continuing. “We broke up.”

My marker flew across the board, drawing a long, stray line as I stumbled in surprise over Aiden’s words.

“What?” I turned around, eyes wide.

Aiden looked anywhere but at me. “We both needed to think over some… stuff,” he said carefully.

“But you love each other,” I insisted, coming to sit in front of him.

“Sometimes it’s important to take time to put things in perspective,” He ran a hand through his dark hair, a nervous habit I’d noticed before.

Jake started gathering his books. “Sorry to hear that. Hey, I’ve got to get to class. I’ll see you guys later.”

He cast me a wistful glance before walking out.