Seraphina's POV
I didn't give him an answer. It wasn't that he wasn't "Luna-standard"—it was that he was too damn bright.
I could already see the headlines. By tomorrow morning, the entire medical center would be buzzing with the news that I was the secret wife of the Craig Group's CEO, the hidden Luna of the Blade pack.
Even without his insane pedigree, Mortimer's face was a magnet for trouble. My quiet life was officially over.
"You're making my life complicated," I said, giving it to him straight.
Mortimer's brow hit a hard knot. He stared at the look of pure annoyance on my face, and for a second, I thought he was going to snap.
Instead, he let out a sharp, dry laugh. "What's that supposed to mean, Seraphina? Am I a 'nuisance' to you now?"
The injection suite was packed, and I w
