Chapter thirty five.

SCAR'S POV.

"Ana." I pick the little cutie up, spinning her around gentely. Putting her down, I watch as Rebecca walk over to us.

I pinch the bridge of her nose, then crunch down to her height. "Every body can call me Luna except you."

"But why?" Her lips curve into a frown, her big bright eyes boring a hole into me.

"Because you are special." I smile patting her hair. "So only you get to call me Aunt Scarlet."

"Aunt Scarlet." She repeats slowly after me. A full smile displaying on her lips. "Okay, aunt Scarlet."

"Good girl." I compliment turning to Rebecca.

"Congratulations Luna." She bows slightly.

I shake my head knowing no matter how much I try she will never let go of the formalities. "Thank you Rebecca."

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