Caught Out

Angela

I notice Elijah's eyes are set on Scarlett as she walks away in anger. A sudden thought enters my mind, making my eyes widen, but I push it out, thinking there is no way that it can be true. But he kissed her.

Damn, he kissed her.

Scarlett got a kiss from Elijah! Wooo, that is hot. I mean, a forbidden kiss is so damn hot. Fuck, I'm twisted in the damn head.

I sit there at the tense table. Aaron and Monica are silent, but I can tell Aaron's worried. Liam looks upset. Callum and Miranda get up whilst a bunch of the others follow.

Fiona looks like her pretty face has been slapped and I want to internally snicker at that expression.

Keira looks offended as she storms off to dance, sticking her finger up at Hank who looks baffled. I bet it's because he started this stupid game.

"Want to dance, Alpha?" I bravely ask Elijah. Fiona looks appalled. Bitch thinks he belongs to her.

"No-" Elijah stops suddenly. "Sure." My eyes widen, and I glance back at Fiona, who looks visibly upset. He probably had refused her earlier, no doubt.

Elijah stands up, ignoring her entirely and Fiona moves her legs back slowly, visibly near tears.

One condition, get Red to join us, Elijah says to me through the mind-link as he walks past me. I look at his back, my curiosity growing. Was my earlier assumption somehow true? Why else would he want her on the dance floor? Unless this is some dumb game to piss her off, because he has a habit of doing that a lot.

Urgh, I swear, if it is and she hasn't told me…

Okay. Meet you on the dance floor, I reply through the mind-link and go off to find Scarlett. I find her quickly. She's back at the bar, chugging down glass after glass of alcohol.

"Whoa, easy on the drinks," I say, taking the glass Scarlett is holding out of her hands.

"Look… Elijah agreed to dance with me," I begin slowly, watching my friend very carefully, not missing the tiny flicker of hurt in them. "But he said only if you joined…" Scarlett's eyes widen, her heart thudding quicker.

Is that my answer?

She frowns. "I don't want to dance."

"Please, Scarlett, come on! I really want to dance with him!" I push. In truth, I want to know what's going on. "Look, you got a kiss, and I got nothing! Please, babe!"

"No."

"Why not!? Please!"

"Fine, ok! Calm down!" she growls, and I smile smugly.

And that's how it's done!

"Thank you!" I wonder if my assumption is anywhere near the truth. I pull Scarlett to the midst of the dance floor. "Come on, let's show him our moves!"

"Sure," Scarlett says, rubbing her neck.

I take her hand and begin dancing with her as we near Elijah, who is brushing off a human female who is trying to chat him up. He looks up when he sees us approaching. I begin dancing with her, my eyes fixed on him, as our bodies sway sensually to the rhythm of the music.

But I notice how his eyes roam over Scarlett. My gaze flicks to her as she turns her back to me, and I give her ass a light tap as I observe how his eyes glint.

Every little action confirms my thoughts.

Scarlett smiles as she dances with me, and it reminds me of back when we used to dance together every time we came to a club.

She turns, grinding her ass against me teasingly before she twirls, taking my hand and spinning me around. My gaze flickers to Elijah, who is still standing there, with lust and carnal hunger in his eyes. Eyes that have now turned to the colour of his wolf, which has surfaced as his gaze remains fixed on my best friend.

I continue dancing with Scarlett, my eyes remaining on Elijah. Not once do his eyes leave Scarlett, like a snake entranced by a snake charmer.

His gaze follows Scarlett's every dip and curve, every sway from my friend's sexy hips, and I understand. My assumption is correct, but what does this really mean? Is Elijah really into Scarlett, or is it just sex?

"Come on, handsome, join us!" I say as I guide the both of us closer to him. Scarlett gives him a small smirk but looks away as she continues to move her body sexily.

We begin dancing together again, and Elijah steps closer to Scarlett as he dances behind her. His hands skim her hips, and he pulls her against him as she begins grinding on him.

Not once does he spare me a glance, or heck even notice me, as I dance behind him. We are in the middle of the crowded dance floor, too far from our friends for them to see us. I made sure to choose the centre of the dance floor where, unless you're right near us, you can't see what we're doing.

"You look fucking breathtaking," Elijah murmurs in her ear.

Scarlett turns, taking hold of my wrist. She's stuck between us, but it lets me observe them even better. There's a soft smile on her lips, one I don't think I've ever seen before; she looks… happy.

I don't feel jealous. Sure, I am shocked, confused and really surprised, but I am happy for my ride-or-die queen. However, I want some answers, and I am definitely going to get them. Is he playing with her, or are they just hooking up? Could there possibly be more?

Look, I need answers.

We dance for a while and I feel like more and more of a third wheel, although Scarlett will sometimes twirl or tease me. I can see the Alpha is fighting to control his wolf.

"Alright you two, I can smell how turned on the both of you are!" I say, giving them both a look. Scarlett flushes, embarrassed, her eyes widening as she looks at me, while I have my hands on my hips, glaring at them. Elijah simply smirks.

"When you dance with such sexy women, that's what happens," he says, his fingers skimming the band of Scarlett's tights that peek out from the top of her shorts.

"Yeah, we all know you only danced with one woman," I say quietly.

Neither responds, and I roll my eyes. "I need answers now!" I hiss, making Scarlett look between the both of us. Elijah looks unbothered, so I turn my firm stare on Scarlett, who sighs.

"Fine… we'll be right back." She takes my arm and leads me away from the dance floor towards the restroom.

"Oh my Goddess, Scarlett. What is going on?" I exclaim the moment Scarlett shuts the door behind us. Scarlett places a finger to her lips, taking a moment to sense if we are alone in here. When she is satisfied, she looks at me.

"Not much…" she says, biting her lip. "You know already though… right?"

I sigh, "I'm getting the idea, but I need to hear the truth, babe. I'm your friend. I won't ever judge," I say. Scarlett sighs and walks over to the mirror, looking at herself.

"I know… but I was- I mean, I'm scared. I've liked him for a while… but since he's come back, he's changed towards me. He said he loves me, Angela… and I… I think I love him too," Scarlett whispers. The raw vulnerability in her words makes my heart race.

Do they love one another? Fuck, did Elijah even know how to say those words? He never led girls on. Ever! Fuck, this is real.

She looks more vulnerable than I've ever seen her, as if preparing for my disapproval. I close the gap between us and hug her tightly.

"Oh, babe… and you couldn't share it with me? Honestly, I'm always here for you. Yes, I find him so sexy, but if I knew he was taken, I wouldn't have said all those horrible things. Oh my Goddess, now I know why you were acting off! Urgh, if I knew he was yours, I wouldn't have! I'm so sorry!"

"Hey, it's fine. You did nothing wrong. It's messed up. I don't even know how it happened. It just… did. And you know how Mama and Dad are marked now… so it's messy," Scarlett says quietly.

"This is Elijah Westwood; he gets what he wants. I don't think family dynamics will stop him, and you two could be mates. If you are, then no one can say or do anything," I remind her firmly, looking her in the eye.

"I know… but I'm not that lucky for him to be my mate," Scarlett responds quietly. I cock a brow.

"If anyone deserves to get the mate they want, it's you. Heck, if the Moon Goddess doesn't pair you two, I'd like to take it up with her!" That makes her laugh, lightening the mood a little.

"I can imagine you doing that too, but I am sorry. I know you crushed on him too…"

"Oh girl, I just wanted to taste him. But you know, maybe you could fill me in on what I'm missing out on. I promise if you give me graphic, explicit details, I will forgive you," I promise with a pout. Scarlett bursts out laughing.

"Goddess, I love you, Angie." She hugs me tightly just as the bathroom door opens.

"Shame I don't get to hear those words," Elijah teases from the door, leaning against it. Both Scarlett and I roll our eyes.

"This is a girl's bathroom, Alpha." I remind him.

"Don't really care. I don't go by rules, remember?"

"Clearly no rules bind you," I reply, looking between the stepsiblings. "Wow… this is so… wow. I never would have ever thought it, but you know, now looking at it, I think it's perfect."

"Thanks," Scarlett says, as Elijah's eyes trail over her. "You should get back to the others. We'll see you soon."

"One kiss," he says, making Scarlett blush as I whistle.

"Alright! I want to see this. Make sure it's a hot one!" I exclaim. Elijah smirks.

"Sure thing."

"Don't encourage him!" Scarlett scolds me.

But we both ignore her as he walks over to her, making her step back, her ass is pressed against the sink. Elijah licks his lips.

"Elijah…" she says.

Not replying, he tangles his hand in her hair, tugging her head upwards, and I watch with a smirk on my lips.

He grabs her ass, pulling her against him before his lips collide with her in a rough, sizzling kiss, biting down on her lip.

She gasps, giving him the entrance he needs, his tongue dominating hers. A moan escapes her, and I got to admit they look so damn good together. And this is damn sexy to watch.

The smell of her arousal fills the air and Elijah kisses her harder, lifting her up onto the counter, his hands on her ass. She twisted her fingers into his hair, kissing him with equal passion. Both have clearly forgotten the audience they have, and I'm beginning to feel pretty hot and bothered.

"Okay, okay, guys. Unless I get to join, you two better stop right now!" I say, fanning my face, making Scarlett smirk as she breaks away, and she looks into Elijah's eyes. Pressing her forehead to his, she closes her eyes, inhaling his scent.

"Okay, you should go, Elijah," she murmurs as he moves back, a cocky smirk on his lips.

"Fine… for now. See you soon, Kitten." He taps her ass before he walks out. The moment the door shuts, I let out a fangirl scream.

"That was so hot! Damn, his hands were all over you. Ugh, that was so sexy! I'm jelly, I need a man!" I squeal. Scarlett looks in the mirror, fixing herself up a little.

She simply smiles at me, still blushing a little before both of us leave the restroom.

"So, how you are feeling about quitting at the salon?" I ask. Due to the risk with Zidane, both Elijah and Alpha Jackson had wanted her to stop working at the human salon. Scarlett shrugs.

"I've still been going to the diner, it helps keep my mind off things. Although old Laura wasn't happy I took so many days off," Scarlett admits as we step back into the loud music and crowds.

"Laura is a grumpy old bat," I remark as we make our way over to the table. Elijah isn't there to our surprise, and neither are most of the others. Only Aaron, Liam, Monica and Keira are there.

"Where's Elijah?" Scarlett asks. Aaron looks at her. It is clear he and Monica had snuck away for a quickie, and it shows. Not to mention they smell of sex.

"He left a while back and hasn't been back," says Keira, who is downing drink after drink, glaring at Scarlett.

It's not been long since he was in the bathroom with us. Where did he go?

"I'll mind-link him," I say, Scarlett nods. Alpha?

Nothing. I shake my head.

"He isn't answering."

Scarlett

"Well, I don't think he will, now will he? That whore, Fiona, went too," Keira spits. I exchange looks with Angela.

"Fiona?" I ask.

"Yeah, she's probably at her game again. We all know Elijah said she's fucking good with her mouth!" Keira slurs. She is pissed and clearly has drunk way too much, even for a werewolf.

Her words make my heart sting.

Monica sighs.

"Drop it, Keira. Let him have fun. He and Fiona have been together for a while. Even if it's on-off, they go really well, just get over it," Monica says, standing up. "Come on, baby, let's dance."

Angela looks at me doubtfully.

"Maybe he's just at the men's room. I doubt he's with her," she says. I nod, but I feel uneasy.

"He'll be back. You ladies should sit," Liam offers as I frown slightly. I sit down feeling restless. "Want to dance, Scarlett?" Liam asks.

"No."

I'm not in the mood.

Sensing this, Angela quickly stands up again.

"But I do. Come on, Liam," Angela says.

Left alone with Keira, the unease within me grows, when suddenly I feel extremely hot. Crap, not now , I think. I shiver as I break out in a sweat. What the hell is wrong with me? I stand up, not feeling so good, deciding to go to the restroom once again.

I walk through the crowd. Every touch or brush against someone makes my skin feel extra sensitive. I wrap my arms around myself as I push through, relieved when I see the side corridor and hurry down it. I stop suddenly when I catch two scents that stand out from the many other smells that cross through these halls.

Elijah and Fiona's.

Combined.

Are they together?

My heart thunders in my chest, a lump in my throat as dread makes me sick to my stomach. I turn and follow those scents.

With every step, I feel burdened with fear and unease, as if I will see something I don't want to. There are a few doors that are clearly only for staff, and I wonder if I should even be here.

I round a corner and stop suddenly, my entire body numbing at the scene before me.

Elijah stands there in the corner, his jacket is gone, and his shirt is half-open. A very naked Fiona, in nothing but a pair of undies, stands in his arms. His hand is on the back of her head, the other rubbing her back as he whispers into her ear.

I stand there trying to tell myself that I shouldn't believe everything I see. Even though my heart is tightening, crushing my windpipes. I try to stay calm as I look down the far corridor.

He loves me.

This could be anything.

He wouldn't do this. Not to me.

I want to believe it; I will believe it.

But then Elijah's next move makes my blood run cold. He steps away from Fiona and pulls his shirt off over his head and Fiona places her hands on his bare chest.

I feel as if someone has just shot me through the heart. A ringing screech fills my ears, and the suffocating avalanche of pain and hurt fills me, tightening my chest.

I can't breathe, the pain is too unbearable. I let out a choked gasp, making Elijah look up suddenly, his eyes widening when they meet mine.

He betrayed me.

He shakes his head as if trying to deny what I can see.

"Red, this isn't what it looks like," he says, his voice hoarse, but I don't want to hear any more of his lies. Turning, I run as fast as I can. "Scarlett!" he shouts.

But I don't stop, running faster until everything is a blur.

It was all a lie.

To be continued...

The conclusion of Elijah and Scarlett's forbidden romance, My Only Luna ,

is serialising now on Ream and coming to Kindle in 2025.

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