I considered this. It could work, but Ellie would likely see through such convenient timing. She knew I had no intention of ever letting her go. Soft footsteps sounded on the stairs. I looked up to see Emma descending, her belly just barely starting to swell. She gave me a tentative smile. "How did it go with Ellie?" she asked. "Is she very upset?" I crossed my arms. "That's putting it mildly. She's furious and heartbroken." Emma bit her lip, green eyes filling with crocodile tears. "I feel just awful about all this. Poor Ellie, having her mate stolen from her. And by her best friend, no less!" I rolled my eyes at her dramatics. We both knew Emma felt no true guilt over seducing me. She had decided long ago that she deserved to be Luna, and didn't care who she hurt to get there.