Celeste P.O.V.
I didn’t like taking Markus' credit card. It felt like I was taking advantage of the mate bond, but I knew that I needed clothes. I would be meeting a lot of people in the next while and I couldn’t wear the oversized jeans that he had given me. The sports bra had tags, so I knew they were new, but it provided me zero support and was a little small for me.
I sat in the back seat of the SUV. Zack and George were escorting us and I couldn’t help but feel bad for them. They were warriors who had trained to fight battles, and here they were, supervising 3 girls on a shopping trip.
“Celes- I mean Luna?” Maya said timidly.
“It’s just Celeste, Maya” I said. I was still not comfortable being called Luna.
“I don’t have any money,” she said quietly.
“It’s ok. Markus said we w
