Deluna Hansen.
"What were you saying, alpha?" His voice is mocking, of my relented self and I hate it that I'm unable to control my feelings with him. When he brings his face even more closer, I dock mine to the back and can't be more glad when he releases me.
" Speak up, Luna. I have something to attend to." Wow, he even knows my name! So damn perfect.
" I want to go back to New York." No, that sounds stupid, just like I'm really a subject of his. After thinking of a better rephrase, I open my mouth and talk, "Take me back to New York."
That wasn't a better rephrase but at least, the tone was better and it should do for it. I never made a request, that was a command.
He sighs and moves back. "Too bad, I won't be listening to your command. There's a reason I brought you here to Italy and if we aren't going to find out that reason, then none of us is getting out of this place either." With that, he turns away and disappears into another door in the room. Really?! So fuck him. I glance around the room to admire its fillings. Well, I must say, he has a very nice taste. The alluring king-sized bed starts to send its relentless invitation to me and I find myself striding to it. Do werewolves ever get tired or feel the need to sleep? Definitely, not! Or I should say hardly, but me being an alpha, then it's a no. I just need something comforting right now to get my brain cleared. Now, I'm trying to get somethings together and straight.
My human mate knows a lot about me before even meeting me. He told me I'm wrong when I told him I deserve a good explanation for this, and when I said I never said a word to him and also when I called him a shoo in. What does that mean? Then he further told me he had his reasons for bringing me here and if he doesn't succeed, then I'm going nowhere. He almost kissed me, too. But yet, that nigga is getting married. All of that makes no sense. It sounds like rubbish. Well, it is_ rubbish!
For the rest of the night, my mate doesn't return to the room and I can't be more glad, I have my peace away from him. I stay awake all night, staring at the ceiling. I'm too sick to sleep, sick of the stupid dramas with my mate and I need to clear my brain. When the sun starts to set, I stand up, away from the comfort of the bed and try to find the bathroom.
After having a good bath, I get back into my former clothes and walk out of the room. I climb down the stairs as my stomach growls in hunger and I feel the need to eat something.
"Aunty, I was just about bringing you hot tea for the morning." I hear that familiarly tiny voice and glance across the room to see the pretty blonde wearing a sunshine smile, and holding a cup of hot tea. Well, too good for me.
"Where's Belvedere?" I make enquires of my mate's whereabout.
"He left. He went for some meeting but he should be back before noon." Seriously? Leaving me alone in some damned place all by myself where I know almost nowhere and no one.
"What would you like to have for breakfast, aunty? It's my treat!" I smile and at the little angel. Makes me miss Zia of a sudden.
"Anything that's for breakfast."
"Good then! I'll just have Mary to prepare croquetas for us. But before that, I would inform you that uncle had everything arranged for you before your arrival. And that he has the perfect taste of clothes stored up in the wardrobe of the room you stayed in at night."She informs.
I wear a turtle neck tanked crop top, ripped mini denim skirt that stops on my mid thighs and a pair of black combats boot.
"I'd never thought K-dramas can be really interesting, but this is. What do you think, aunty?" Summer jerks her head at me and I give a nod, but she rather waits for a verbal reply. "Yes." I affirm and she grins.
"Grazie!"
Here am I, watching a movie I can barely concentrate to all because the little girl had pleaded with me and I couldn't say no. I'd never sit idly on a couch and watch some goddamn movie when I still remained with the pack. But the difference is clear, while this is some place in Italy, the pack is in New York. And while everyone knows me as alpha, I'm just some fucking human friend of a fucking stupid master to the people here. That's definitely a big difference there! And I'm beginning to get bored over the highschool romantic movie that's playing. My highschool days weren't packed up with so much romance as in the movie right now. Only once did I have a romantic relationship with a guy. It wasn't really romantic and it didn't even last, he disappeared the next week. That was that, I brush my hair to my back and stand on my feet.
"I would be in the room." I inform her and turn around without waiting for her reply. I'm about going up when I hear Summer's happy pipe and that familiar laughter that makes me transfixed on my spot... My mate! That feeling of being refilled with joy generating drink comes on me as my wolf starts to spur me to do crazy things again, only that I don't resist this time. A smile curls on my lips as I spin around on my feet and in a swift, to my very own's surprise, I jump on him, flinging my arms around him and kiss him. When I do a rethink, it turns too late as he already kissed me back... Damn!
Deluna Hansen."He's just too cute! Gosh, I wish I had a baby too. " Evra cooes as she plants way too many kisses on Maro's face. "You should let him have a rest from you or you'll soon suffocate the poor boy," Lina scolds, pulling her away from his cradle. "What do you know? He's my little baby brother. He's mine and no one can take him away from me!"Evra tells her protectively and that seems to piss Lina out the more. "He's not yours. Stop acting like a jealous girlfriend. He's also not your baby brother but your twin brother's baby. If you really want something to call yours, then go get fucked and become pregnant. "Lina fires, glaring at her and I admit I've never seen her this angry at a human. It's cute that she can become dared by a human. "Alright, alright. " I say, making my presence known already and stopping their little argument from going further. Unlike the two of them, Ciro listens to music with his ear buds and reads a novel silently. "That's enough, Evra. There's
"What do you want to show me?" I ask, getting away from him when we reach the backyard. My cheeks is burning bright red already, all thanks to his stupefying aura!"Are you angry at me?" His question surprises my thoughts and causes a pang of guilt in me. Am I angry at him? Why should I be angry at him? Because he didn't wait for you to wake up and say a better see you later before leaving? Or because he didn't ask for your permission before going to face Antoinette? Of course, I do sound childish but for all I care, I do deserve an explanation from him.He sighs and gesturing forward, he asks, "Do you like it?" That's when I notice a stool with a slate on it and on that slate is...I sprint forward, doubting it as I would doubt heaven opening for me to come in. A huge 'wow' leaves my mouth as I take it in my hand."Did you kill him?" I ask, my eyes widening as I take a closer view. Those stupid green eyes looks back at me as though they were still living but it is true...This stupid h
Adalfieri.The heat surrounding my body finally helps me to wake up after been lost in that trance for days. I listen to her words as I do my final struggle to open my eyes...She's undoubtedly casting another spell to make me die. Stupid witches. When I finally open my eyes, I find her just like I had expected with candles and black robes and the sorts. And that's when I find out it's not the heat that brings me back but the place she has brought me to. But I can still read her indecent intention. So much unbelievable. How can she expect to get rid of someone ordained in hell in hell? Good thing is she has to remind me it's been long I've come to pay tribute to the devil and eventually helps me refill my strength so that I'm even more stronger than when Hybrid had to do the ritual. I decide to take advantage of the fact that she's still intense with reciting those long words and is less or more conscious of her environment. I stand up in the black robe she's dressed me in and walk awa
Deluna Hansen.I arrive at the pack residence before dawn. I'm not dressed as Luna, I'm rather disguised as a countryside spy with very baggy gown that rather hides my huge protruding bump, a large hat that makes the onward looker only able to see the lip part of my face and boots. I hold a large sack that contains a big deal of weapons and tools. Since the dungeon floor isn't at all concreted, it should be easy for me alone to dig. Good thing is there's usually no one up at this time of the day. It'll take a few more hours before someone gets up and no one really likes to visit the dungeon. But then, as I approach to go behind the big house, to the dungeon, I hear footsteps coming closer and a sudden flashlight. My heart skips a bit as I quickly find something to hide behind, hoping and wishing I don't get caught. "Who's there?" I'm relieved when I find out it's no other than Damien and trusting him not to ridicule my weak situation, I stand up and take my hat away. "Damien, " I ca
Deluna Hansen."Alpha Asher seeks for your presence," The guard informs, coming in through the entrance but I barely pay attention to him or even give a reply. I remain where I am, still and minding my knitting, an habit I've been sticking to since it's the only thing that gives me a feeling of having a clear head. It's the only thing that renders me out of my worries. I've faced death twice but I'd never think I would really face the death of my wolf...Even Sage can't help my situation and they say it's a miracle that I'm still alive. But it doesn't feel like being alive, it feels like being dead...But you're able to breathe. Asides from breathing, you can't do anything else. I'm no longer Luna... I'm not even a werewolf anymore. I'm just a mere human; the species of creature I hate the most and even Zia is more redeemable than me. Where the strong and most respected alpha has gone to? I have no idea and the tale is certainly a long list of broken words that I can't put together but
Antoinette."If everything goes as planned, he should soon be here. " Old witch tries to convince me."If everything goes as planned...? " I linger on my thoughts as I stare back at the message. There's neither a reply nor a call from him yet and it's being three hours already since it delivered. Yet, he isn't here. What if everything doesn't go as planned? Then everything is a waste...? Belvedere is the smart type, can't be easily deceived and might find out this is only a plan to get to him...Or what if Lilian's spell didn't work on her and they're still perfectly together? The thought of me loosing to that pretty thing makes me fume and want kill Lillian already. But I promise I would, just not now. But when the door opens, interrupting my thoughts rudely and the man I call my fiance enters, I can only think how good a team we make: Lillian and I but too bad, I don't love to keep accomplices. "Where are you, witch?"I watch him snarl and laugh... if only he knows he's only being s