Chapter 26

Desiree. "Yes. It's the former Luna. Maddox's mother." A broken sigh escaped my lips, and I dropped the spoon I'd been fumbling with. My last meeting with her ended up with rather preposterous assumptions of me being a witch that enticed the asshole she had for a son; hence he claimed me. Whatever that meant. Although I tried to look uninterested on the exterior, my heart had already begun to thump tumultuously in my chest, banging against my ribcage. I looked up at Gertrude, who had that knowing look etched on her expression. How did I forget? Of course, she could hear my heartbeat. I felt seen, too seen. They could be telepaths for all I knew. I pulled away from her, leaning further against the bedrest. "Then you should go see her. I'm not interested in any of that." Gertrude smiled softly, her head slightly tilted in my direction. She tore her gaze away from me and began to pack up my untouched dinner. "Good thing you haven't eaten yet," she said. I rolled my eyes, pouty. "How