Page 49 of His Fated Luna

I didn’t check my phone until I was safely in the driver’s seat of my car. When I did, my eyebrows shot up in surprise—ten missed calls from Aiden. A sudden weight settled in my chest.

I hesitated for only a second before calling him back.

“Are you okay?” Aiden’s voice came through the line, sharp with urgency.

The concern in his tone caught me off guard. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as I tried to steady my breath.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” My voice sounded odd, strained.

I heard him shift uncomfortably. “I… I felt weird. Like something was wrong. There was this tugging sensation in my navel… I thought maybe something happened to you.”

I sucked in a breath.

Did he feel the kiss?

I had never felt anything when he kissed Lexia. Granted, I had only seen them kiss a handful of times, and the only emotion I had ever experienced was burning rage. But… had there been something else? Had I just been too blinded by my own anger to notice?

“I’m fine,” I assured him, forcing the words out.

Aiden was silent for a beat. “If you say so.”

Another pause.

“Well, I need to get back to the conference hall. We’re going over policies for the regional meeting coming up in a few weeks. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

I murmured a goodbye, then ended the call.

Frustration boiled inside me, and before I could stop myself, I slammed my hands against the steering wheel.

Was this going to happen every time I kissed Jake?

I had to tell Aiden the truth eventually, but how would his wolf react? This was confusing. I wasn’t in a relationship with Aiden but then why did I feel so guilty kissing Jake? And why did I lieto him? I hadn’t seen much of Aiden since he ended up in Dr. Danvers clinic after dislocating his arm. There was a regional meeting of the alphas that was coming up soon and he was busy preparing for it. The alphas of the region, aligned or not aligned, met every four months. The last meeting he’d attended was in mid-January when he’d recently returned from studying abroad. I knew because I’d helped Tony go over the financial aspects of it. Did this mean Aiden was going to ask me to run over the financial logistics before he left for the meeting in May? Biting my lower lip, I put my foot on the accelerator and reversed the car to go home.

As I was heading forward toward my home, the feeling of unease didn’t subside.

I turned onto the road leading to pack territory, something felt…off.

My car was shaky, veering slightly to the left. I frowned. I had just gotten my tire pressure checked that morning—everything had been fine.

I pulled over onto a patch of grass, stepping out to inspect the issue.

The front left tire was nearly deflated.

Great.

I sighed, brushing a hand through my hair. This road wasn’t heavily traveled. It was mainly used by pack members coming and going. There was no way I could drive on a flat tire, which meant I needed a tow.

I pulled out my phone, shooting my dad a quick message so he wouldn’t worry. Then, I scrolled through my contacts for the mechanic’s number.

That’s when I heard it.

A rustling in the woods.

A low, guttural growl.

I froze, my grip tightening around my phone.

Was someone out for a run? The woods along this road weren’t claimed by any pack, but it wasn’t unheard of for wolves to pass through.