Scheming neighbours

Before Eleanor could talk to the girl, Jonathan walked out of the house and onto the courtyard.

Everybody, the girls and the guards included, stopped what they were doing and stood on alert, heads bowed and trembling in fear.

Eleanor was the only one who watched him as he made his way over until he was standing right in front of her. He smiled at her before raising his voice to address everyone in the courtyard.

“Everybody, I want you to meet Eleanor,” he said. The bowed heads rose in sync and every pair of eyes in the courtyard focused on her. While everyone watched, Jonathan reached forward and took her hand. “Eleanor is my Luna from today and should be treated and respected as such.”

Gasps rose from the girls, and Eleanor could feel eyes digging into her like lasers. Just a few moments ago, she had declared that she was not here to vie for Jonathan’s attention and even said she was not his mate.

Now, here he was, declaring that she was his Luna. What was he playing at? What happene