Page 34 of His Fated Luna

I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

“Wait a minute…” His voice trailed off as if a memory had just clicked into place.

I knew exactly what moment he was thinking of.

Bet you don’t know five plus one?Tanya had challenged.

No, I don’t think I do,I had played along.

She had proudly announced the answer, and I had high-fived her. Then Dylan had tried to challenge me with a bigger number, and I had let him figure it out on his own, praising him when he got it right.

Aiden had been there. He had scoffed at me, mocking my supposed ignorance in math.

Now, he looked at me differently. As if the pieces were finally falling into place.

“You already knew the answer to Dylan’s math problem,” he said slowly, his gaze locked onto mine.

I waved a hand dismissively. “Oh, the kids were having so much fun. I didn’t want to ruin it. It encourages them when they think they know everything.”

“You didn’t even say anything when I made fun of you,” he accused.

I shrugged. “Again, it would have ruined their fun.”

His eyes narrowed slightly. “How does Tony know?”

I tensed. “Know what?”

“I caught those looks between you two.”

I barely had a second to react before his hands slammed onto the table, claws elongating. His canines sharpened as a guttural growl ripped from his throat.

“Have you been seeing my brother?” His voice was raw, filled with something possessive and dark.

“No!” I gasped, alarmed by the sudden transformation.

His fingernails were now claws, his teeth lengthened. The rest of him was still human—for now. But I had a feeling if he didn’t calm down, that would change quickly.

“I help Tony with the pack account books! We go over them together to make sure the accountant isn’t making any mistakes.”

Aiden took slow, deep breaths, trying to steady himself. Why was he so volatile when it came to me?

“Helped,” he corrected. His voice was clipped, still sharp.

“What?” I asked, confused.

“YouhelpedTony,” he repeated. “You don’t anymore. Now I’m the one looking over the books. You’ll be helping me from now on.”

I scoffed. “Well, since you asked so nicely.”

Aiden suddenly laughed—a real, unrestrained laugh that transformed his entire face. It was the first time I had seen him like this, so free, so unguarded. The sound was infectious, and despite my irritation, I felt my own scowl threatening to turn into a smile.

“Now come on,Princess.” He slid his notes over to me. “You can’t reveal your superpower and then not expect me to ask for help.”

My pulse quickened at the nickname, but I kept my composure. With deliberate ease, I picked up a pencil, and together, we bent our heads over the work.

We could call it studying. But with the way Aiden kept unconsciously sniffing me and the way I let my arm brush against his, I felt as if it was something else entirely.

Aiden’s POV