Six

ALANA'S POV

My eyes widened on meeting his, and he happened to see how shocked and frightened I was, because the moment I scooched back against the door, he leaned back. 

I turned to see what I was sitting up against, and when I saw the door, It brought back so many memories that I ended up covering my face in embarassment. He must have seen the tears and must have realized that I'm just a pathetic person who's strong on the outside and pretended not to be hurt by his actions, when I actually come into my room to bitch and mourn over him. 

"Are you okay? I was worried when I wanted to come in and check in on you, so I followed through the window… " 

I blinked when I heard him speak, and just for a second, I pinched myself internally to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Maybe it was Caleb but I was just visualizing him as Lucian. 

But it's not like I was blind. I could clearly see Lucian kneeling right Infront of me with worry in his eyes as he looked at me, probably waiting for an answer. 

"Do you want me to carry you back on the bed?" He suddenly smirked, and leaned in closer, and I drew my head backwards as heat crept up my cheeks immediately. I was as red as a tomato. 

"Please.. don't…." I don't wait for a reaction before I get up and began giving him the sting eyes. He got up as well, and towered over me with over a foot .

Yes.. I was quite short, shorter than most of the women in the pack even, but that really didn't determine my strength. No one in the pack dared turn their back on me or disobeyed me. 

Ever Iago who loathed me wouldn't dare. 

And yet.. 

I almost laughed, but only a painful smirk graced my face. 

I was treated like a rogue squirrel. Even rogue Werewolves got better treatment than I did in this hell of a dump. 

"What do you want here?" I tried to be stern as I brush past him and began making my bed. It was actually well dressed, but I had to figure something to do to get my mind off his delicious scent heating up the blood running through my veins, making want to jump into his arms now and take advantage of him even. 

Even in my worse situations or my worst days, when I was around Lucian, I switched from this prim and proper, cold Luna to a perverted horny Lunatic who only thought about lewd things. 

I was such a mess. 

Lucian was making me such a mess, and the reason I was even more mad at him right now was because he knew what he was doing… 

After 'making' the bed, I began sorting through my drawers, putting the cap over my lipstick and doing pointless things. As time ran out and he was yet to reply, the list of things for me to do ran out as well, and I knew in a matter of minutes, I'll be forced to actually face him, because it looked like he wasn't going to say a word until I gave him all my attention. 

Well, he wasn't getting any of that. 

"Do you need something?" I ask again, and I stared impatiently at him from the reflection of my mirror. I grab a bottle of drink from my small freezer which I had Caleb install some months back when there was a pack gathering and Lucian didn't want me to come out, do I'd just spend the whole night in here with just my fridge and N*****x.

I stood right Infront of him and tilted my head back as I sipped my drink. Maybe If I get drunk enough and I didn't have my senses with me, I'll be able to get more stricter and sterner and colder. 

"Do I need to get something from you before I spend the night here." 

I choke on the drink in my mouth, and without realizing it, when I looked up, I discovered I had emptied the entire content in my mouth onto his shirt. 

"Shit!" I curse before glaring up at him. "Lucian, I really don't have time for your jokes. Yes, you want to rub it in my face that the entire time you left me all alone in this room to sleep all by myself, you've been with Diana. I get it, but coming all the way up to my room to play such a stupid prank on me is just… " I turn away from him to get a wine glass. "It's just really low." 

When I fill my glass, I hold the bottle in one hand while I drank from the other, tilting my head back to gulp the wine and swallow immediately. Once I feel the warm, coarse liquid streaming down my throat, I began to feel much more calmer and cool headed than just now when I wanted to bang this bottle over his head and take the devil by its bullhorns without Caring what would happen. 

I fill another one and try to drink it, but the jerk grabbed the bottle of wine and the cup off my hands and turn away to drop it on the table kept close my window. 

"Hey! You do not… " I was already slurry on my words. I had very low intolerance to alcohol. I already had one glass (the first didn't count since Lucian shirt had absorbed it) and I was finding it hard to speak. Another, and I would go crazy. 

"Listen Alana." He grabbed my shoulders and made me look up at him. I was trying really hard to be stern and glare at him, but soon I was staring at him like he was cotton candy and I couldn't resist him. "I felt bad about our argument, and I really want to apologize. So let me stay here for the night. You're already crazily drunk.. "