Chapter 55 - Almost time...

Alice

The dungeons? Where every criminal and delinquent is kept? I suddenly remembered that maybe, just maybe I bit off more than I could chew. They might even respect me since I am the Luna now, but I highly doubt it.

“It is okay to not be able to do things you know? Might I suggest we go do some other tasks that you would be more comfortable doing?” Bryce suggested. That is when I decided to suck it up, and I walked into the dungeons without any further argument.

If I was going to chicken out of doing certain duties, then what kind of Luna would that make me? More importantly, what example would I set for the rest of the pack? I had to do this. Whether I wanted to do it or not did not matter. Sometimes we have to do things that we really do not want to do, for the greater good, of course.

I was pleasantly surprised that the dungeons were not that bad, they were all mostly civil, with the occasional threat or two breaking the silence, but other than that, nothing much happened, and we were out of there in no time.

“I think that is all for the day you guys, thank you both so much for tagging along, and keeping me company throughout the remainder of my work.” I could tell that they were tired of walking around, so I thanked them, and they told me they would see me later.

Well, time to go check on how Zayn was doing. Hopefully, his training was close to done, and maybe we could get something to eat before we got back to the pack house. When I finally arrived at the training grounds, I could see Zayn fighting. The sweat glistening on his body, and the sun illuminated his skin, he looked like he had been in the sun for hours, and he was starting to look a little red.

This absolute d*mb*ss! Did he not know what sunstroke was?! I walked up to him, and placed my hand on his biceps. His gaze turned to me, and his skin was smoldering hot from the heat of the sun. I sighed and gave him a peck on the lips as his arm snaked around my waist.

“Hey baby, how was your day? Did you get all of the work done?” He smiled, and I returned it.

“Well, if you must know. Yes, I got all of the work done, and I have this urge to smack the sh*t out of you.” His eyes widened with shock; he was clearly not expecting those words to come out of my mouth. The look on his face was priceless though.

“Why would you want to slap me?” His question answered itself basically. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him.

“Do you know what heatstroke is?” He rolled his eyes as soon as the words left my mouth, and I was about to fulfill my urge to smack him. As I lifted my hand he winced, causing a small giggle to escape me. He knew that anything other than a light touch to his red skin would hurt, and if I smacked him now, he would most likely feel the searing pain that would accompany it.

“Relax, I am not going to smack you, and that would not be fair to you. We have to get you out of the sun though, and most importantly... I wanted to ask if you would like to go get dinner at the restaurant before we head back home?” His smile grew wider as he picked me up and kissed me.

“I would love to join you for dinner. Where were you thinking of dining? I know this new restaurant that opened up in the next town over, if you wanted to go there perhaps?” He smiled, and I nodded enthusiastically. He knew exactly how to make me happy, and that is what I loved about him.

“Great! Is it an occasion where we have to get ready and wear formal wear, or is it just a casual dining place?” I asked, and his smile already told me everything that I needed to know.

“Well, it is technically a casual dining place, but for tonight, seeing as it is their first night open, I think it would be more appropriate to wear formal wear.” His answer made sense, I suppose.

We made our way to the pack house to get ready for the dinner, which took a lot more time than I had anticipated. After what felt like an eternity of getting ready, we finally managed to make it out of the pack house, and into the night.

The stars shone down brightly, and the moon looked like the smile of a Cheshire cat. Perfectly crescent. Now this was a sight to see... Zayn stood in front of a black Audi, a rather expensive-looking one might I add, and he had a bouquet of blood-red roses in his hand, along with a tiny black box, and on top of it was the white logo of some name brand.

I was in complete and utter disbelief, this felt like a scene straight out of a romance novel, and I was living for every second of it. The night seemed to be perfect, everything was in order for the perfect night out, but if I was being honest, it felt a little too perfect.

“Hey babe! That black dress looks absolutely stunning on you. I got you gifts as well, seeing as you took a little longer to get ready. N-not that I mind, I mean you look breathtaking, uh...!” A giggle slipped past my lips.

“It is okay! You look quite dashing yourself handsome.” A small smile graced his lips as I walked closer to him, and gave him a peck on the lips, which spread that same smile onto mine. He put on the necklace he had bought me as he handed me the flowers, and I have to admit, these gifts were amazing.

We got into the car, and headed to the new restaurant. After about half an hour of driving, we finally arrived, and well... It was quite a sight to see.