"I never said I would return, Deimos. I only accepted your truth. I chose to listen and that is all I can do on my part. What have you done? Nothing except spout lies." I strike him with my words as he snarls and growls. The Alpha part of him defies the truth. Some part of him still believes what he did wasn't wrong.
"I opened up to you! I told you everything!" He screams as I watch him calmly. His eyes turn black showing me the presence of his wolf. My king is watching us.
"That's exactly what I told you when I confronted you about your lies. Do you feel it Deimos? The betrayal? The fire raging in the pit of your stomach? This is how I felt that day I found out." I whisper looking deep into his eyes.
Deimos bangs his fist upon the wall to my right making me flinch. His claws scrape
The drive back to Deimos's pack was neither exciting nor fun. As time crept slowly it became painful and stressed me to the point of tears. I didn't want to return. Yes, I missed my females severely yet I always found peace with Cronus. And now that I am stripped of his warmth, it frightens me. I don't know where I would run and find peace if Deimos breaks it again. Deimos's eyes watch the tears streaming down my face softly as my eyes notice the shake of his hands and the tight clench of his jaw. He doesn't like the fact that he is the reason for my tears. He doesn't like that he is forcing his female back to the place she doesn't want to be in. "Stop crying, mate." He whispers as I glare out the window at the passing trees. "Does it bother you?" I ask him as I hiccup softly.
Deimos gives a sharp nod as he doesn't seem fazed by my answer. "I'll change your answer soon." His eyes hold a promise as I look out the large window. I don't want to reply to that. That would only start an argument. The waiter brings our food quickly and I begin to sate my hunger. I feel Deimos's eyes on me throughout our dinner, yet I pay him no heed munching on my meal softly. I feel he has questions. Answers he wants from me. I don't know what they are but I am in no mood to help calm his uncertainty. Finishing up on our meal, we continue our journey. I don't sleep a wink and neither does Deimos. He has been disturbed since our dinner. Each of us consumed by our thoughts and insecurities we forget about time and place. Deimos shifts and stretches while the driver speaks on the
"Luna." I open my eyes to see Ragon standing in front of me with a soft smile. "Welcome back." He says. "Ragon. How have you been?" I ask him with a smile in return. "Better than Alpha." He says sighing. "What?" I question him frowning. "I saw a new side of him for the first time in my life. When you left he acted like it didn't faze him but his shield grew weaker day by day. We watched his frustration turn to anger. His anger turn to pain and his pain turn to fear." Ragon says looking up at the sky. "Is that so?" I question him acting like I wasn't interested. But I am. It pleases me I affect Deimos. That he is capable of missing me. Of missing us.
Have you ever sunk deep into the depth of desire as your heart wished for you to drown while your mind told you to fight against the waves? When I look at Deimos I am always caught by desire's net. Desire to touch. A desire for a taste. Desire to possess. With each passing day, it overtakes me inch by inch sinking its fangs deep within me sucking my will to fight. It has been days since Deimos brought me back and he often tries to be near me. From a heated gaze to a soft graze against my skin. Though I act as if I do not care, I hide behind my veil of happiness. It makes me happy to see him try. It's a first. "Luna!" Ragon calls out to me with a big wave as I greet him with a smile. "Ragon. Quite energetic today?" I ask him softly with a chuckle as his cheeks burn to a shade of pink
I take a step back as he takes one forward towards me and my back hits the side of the table. His eyes see this and he looks back up at me. I look towards the door and back at him. "Don't females usually clean up the mess oftheirmales? Do you consider me asyours?" Deimos questions me leaning forward closer to me as I lean backwards to maintain some distance between us. And to reduce the pace of my beating heart. "I just cleaned it because it was messy. There was no meaning behind it." I tell him moving my body as back as possible from him. Deimos puts his nose into my neck taking a whiff of my scent as he whispers. "Hmmm. Keep talking mate. I miss your voice." I shiver as I take a deep breath in.
Deimos is probably very upset. He is probably gonna show me his anger in front of all the wolves. And the pack must be upset as well. I sit down quietly, put the napkin on my lap while silently preparing myself to face his wrath. A Luna is never late, even to dinner. "I apologize I was distra-." I begin my apology as Deimos cuts me off. "No need to apologize. It is alright." Deimos says softly taking a bite of his food giving the signal for the pack to finally begin eating as my eyes widen. I stare at Deimos as he eats his food. After a while, due to my continuous staring, he stops eating and looks at me. "Why are you staring at me this way, mate?" He questions me with a tilt to his head. I immediately slap my palm on his forehead
WARNING:- This chapter containsheavysexual content not suitable for young readers. Change. Change is inevitable. It possesses a deep power. The power to bring forth a new beginning or the power to destroy everything. When a person changes every single individual in that person's life is affected. The little changes that Deimos is going through affect me as his mate and his wolves as his pack. Ragon says it's because of me however I think I merely showed him the path and he was the one who took the first step. No matter what Deimos chose to take the first step. He accepted he needed to change and that's what is important. My eyes snap open to the loud beeping of the alarm as I groan and shut it off. Slowly getting up leaning upon the bed's headres
I clear my throat softly as his eyes open and look straight towards me while his smile remains. "Mate." He greets me as I nod in return having a smile of my own to give him. A shy smile. He walks towards me and gives me his hand to take. I put my palm softly into his warmth as he guides me to the other side of the terrace. I look around amazed at the setup. The table is quite big and the food is kept in large amounts enough to feed a family. Flowers are surrounding the table filling the place with a wonderful scent. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you not like it? I didn't know how to do all this so I researched. I thought you might like it. If you don't I can-." Deimos speaks quickly his eyes moving back and forth from the table to me. I cut him off squeezing his hand softly. "