“Excuse me?”The bartender dude gives me a look, trailing his eyes slowly from my waist before stopping at my face with a hard, unwelcoming expression. His reply is cold and frigid, “I said no drinks for you here. If you want to get drunk, go somewhere else.”A dull flame of self-righteous anger lights up in my chest because that’s not even what I’m here for! How dare he assume I'm here to drink?“Do you even know who I am? Why the hell would you think I'm here to drink?”The bartender chuckles and the side of his lips go up in a smile that has no humor showing on his face, “Maybe it’s because the last time you were here you were rude and you got so drunk I had to call the owner of the bar on you.”My retort hangs in my throat because he’s right about that, but still.“I am a woman who knows how to handle herself, it was your choice to call him, not mine. I still had time left, you could have just sold me the drinks y’know.”He nods to that, the sides of his mouth curving downwards
“So, what do you want to know?”I turn that question around for a while, sipping the drink he’s offered and rolling the taste in my mouth, feeling it on my tongue.An itch runs down a patch of my neck but I ignore it.“Where has he been all these years?”That seems like a good place to start. I know almost nothing about Caelum, and I've heard nothing about him. He’s rich, that much is clear, but being rich doesn’t equate to being almost nonexistent.Yes, the rich will sometimes lead reclusive lives, but even the reclusively rich are well known in their circles. I should have heard something about him.Maybe he runs a distilling company.“He’s been on travels, moving here and there and never staying in one place for long,Caelum’s always been a business-oriented person and his work takes him all around. He should have flown the coop by now, but for some reason he’s making no indication of doing that.”I nod as one of my eyebrows arches contemplatively, “So he was here on a visit the d
~Well…~I scoff.Otsana makes a sound in my head that translates into a whiny complaint and I retort back.“We’d be falling for his trap!I’m sure Caelum ordered him to tell us that. They just want to make fun of me.”I can hear myself and I know it is the paranoid me speaking but I can't help it.I am not just any woman. I am a Luna. Luna Sophia.I am strong. I am disciplined. I am not some wimp who’ll go chasing after a man because he’s her mate and he’s in a club. He can spend the night there for all I care.That itch comes again and this time I scratch it.Mercilessly, almost screaming even as I let out low animalistic grunts but the itch doesn’t dissipate.It feels like something’s on my insides.Something’s in my heart that’s itching and yelling at me furiously to scratch it.Otsana is silent.I’m left to my own devices and for the whole of thirty minutes, I do the most spontaneous things I have done in a while now.I take a walk to a closed-off park. Opening hours are from 7
Caelum’s pov.Few things can satisfy me.Among that list of things isn’t a night wasted.I’m discontent and this city reeks.I chortle at that because no wonder Ulric’s been here for so long. The bastard’s probably contributed to the stink for as long as he could, and he might be one of the major contributors.Ragnar’s response in my mind is a dry ~ha ha ha~, I shoot him a mental side glare, mainly because he’s been composed tonight at least. For one thing he’s stopped trying to order me around.His insistence that I go back to Sophia has faded, maybe all we needed was a ride. I couldn’t enjoy myself the way I planned to though. The clubs in this city, they reek.The bell above me chimes as I open the door and walk into the bar. It’s empty, and in its emptiness, I find peace.Only Seb’s here, currently backing me, always working.I sit on a stool and something in me squirms, in a single definitive wiggle.I try to ignore it but it moves again, setting some warmth behind my eyes and in
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Sophia’s pov.There’s a certain kind of lucidity that comes with the mornings. I feel the sun on my cheek and the soft silk of fabric on my back. The sunlight is filtering into the room in a shower of lazy golden rays.My head is pounding. That is the first thing I notice. There’s a certain kind of bang a hangover brings that this one doesn’t carry. This isn’t the kind of pounding a hangover brings to me. This is different.I feel clear-headed, I even feel like this is the clearest my head has been in days, but there’s a fuzziness in my head too.A pounding.My head is pounding, but it’s beating a steady recalcitrant beat. The sound of a low grow beside me makes me freeze.Memories from yesterday come rushing back and I feel every bone in my body go rigid as my eyes widen.I came to the club.I came to the club yesterday, to look for him, Caelum. A harsh swear leaves my lips at the realization of that because what the hell.I thought I said I wouldn't stoop that low. I actually came
Ulric’s pov.“Where is she right now?”The scowl that lines my face has me feeling like I'll burst a blood vessel. My apprehension is high.My anxiety is through the roof.I wouldn’t have cared much what the hell she’s doing with herself if it isn’t affecting me so damn much!Almost like he’s set to annoy me even more today, the doofus on the other end of the phone asks,“Are we talking about Mrs Sophia, Alpha Ulric? Or Mistress Violet?”I grit my teeth at the sound of that and wish I could reach over into the phone and grab this idiot, slam him into the nearest wall, and take his life.“Of course I'm asking about Sophia you fool! Have I ever asked you to keep an eye on Violet for me?”I have the worst set of people working for me.How could he think I was asking about Violet?Is it Violet who has pictures of her plastered all over the internet blogs? Pictures that show her dancing with someone else, at a shitty club downtown?“I’m… I'm sorry for the mistake Alpha. Keeping an eye on M
Sophia’s pov.“She’s not angry anymore?”I shoot Caelum’s smirking friend a glare and I walk past him and down the hallway.My insides are quivering, so I head to Alora’s room and shut the door behind me, collapsing instead into the bean bag there.Shit.A multitude of emotions roll around inside me and I can barely process them because of how conflicted I feel.This morning is………. weird.Everything about last night, leading all the way up to this morning, everything about it was weird. Now that my head is clearer, I can remember I had no intention of visiting that club last night.Caelum wasn’t even there. Or Maybe he was and he’s just lying that he arrived after me.~Now why would he lie about something like that?~I let out a sound. A very disgruntled sound because I've just about had it with her always defending him.~I felt him arrive Sophia.I have a memory of my own too, and though it isn’t as long as yours I can certainly remember what happened last night. Raganar’s presence