Five

Fiona

I grab the dress I find placed in the King-sized and immediately, I head into the closet. I roll my eyes at the encounter I recently just had with Cult. How can I stay away from him when all he does is look for me? I am so ashamed of myself and the way my body reacts to him.

I step into the shower after the training I just had. I am not one to train but to live side by side with a strong alpha like him. I feel the need to use my powers will arise soon enough. In fact, this encounter proved to show me how strong he really is.

I couldn't let go of his hold until I lied about being with other men. I can hear his presence in the room as I take my bath but I'm secured because I have locked the door. It is only if he were a ghost or proceeded to throw the door open with his strength.

As soon as I'm done. I swathe my body in a robe, covering my neck, every skin of my body and walking into the large closet. He steps out of a study office that I didn't know existed in the bedroom and our eyes meet.

I remind myself to walk away before he can even say a single word to me. I shut the door of the closet, closing my eyes and taking the last anxious breath.

In an hour, I am ready to attend the meeting with Cult’s beta and the beta’s wife. I curled my hair into bouncy curls just like how Fey used to do hers, I applied make up, perfume, and lashes to make my blue eyes visible. Thank goodness, I and Fey have the same color of eyes.

Lastly, I applied red lipstick to my lips and cross my fingers, hoping that I look like a Luna who is not pretending to be her sister.

I step out of the closet and once again, our eyes make the first connection. All of a sudden, I fell insecure about the floral white dress I'm wearing. The dress stops a bit above my knees and it has a corset that clings my waist and makes me have an hour glass shape.

I put effort in my looks but I feel as if I should be wearing something a bit long enough. As usual, his ravaging eyes is tearing my clothes off my body, literally.

"I apologize." He says and I look at him in shock.

"We are both bound to this marriage wether we like it or not."We have a responsibility of being Luna and Alpha. As much as we are always at odds with one another, we should at least be able to tolerate each other. Cult says.

He is putting on a silky, white shirt and neatly ironed pants with expensive vintage shoes. His hair is jet black, neatly combed and I hardly feel any anger towards him as I stare at his tightened jawline.

"So, I apologize for how I have behaved towards you." It is inappropriate and it is not the respect you deserve as Luna.

"I forgive you." I whisper even when I'm not sure why I would forgive him so fast.

He is asking for forgiveness and he looks serious about it. I walk closer towards him when I see that his tie is undone and I don't know why my hands reach for it. I guess it's me proving that I am truly forgiving him.

Cult's eyes follows the way my hands reach for the collar of his neck and my hands are unstable for a second because of how his brooding eyes look at me next. I do my best to stay away from his watchful gaze as I fix his tie and take a step back after.

"Thank you, Fey." He says and leaves the room first. Later, I accompany him and we enter into the luxury car together. Once again, I can see what a majestic and wealthy Alpha he is. It is no wonder my sister agreed to marry him, but why is she missing?

If this is the life that she wanted, then why is she missing out on it. I didn’t realize that aa I’m standing looking at the eccentric view of the pack house, Cult is waiting for me to enter into the car.

I bite my lips when I realize how long it must have took for him to gain my attention. I enter into the vehicle and he proceeds after me. No word is being said between us as the ride starts and I wonder if he is even comfortable in the silence.

Where is your ring? Cult breaks the silence and my heart shatters.

Huh? I lost it. “I’m sorry__I was robbed when I first arrived at the airport. I only took it off for a brief moment…”

It’s fine. You don’t have to attribute so much sincerity to it. It is just a ring. Cult replies.

I uncross my legs and rest my back against the leather seat of the car.

We are married. Don’t you think that ring means something undeniably? I ask.

What could it mean to people who haven’t even consummated their marriage? Cult says and he looks at me.

“We haven’t had a chance to know each other yet. Consummating our marriage won’t make us less confused as we already are.” I reply.

“The Sovereign pack believes the wedding of the Alpha means a great blessing…”

“We are wolves too, be it Luna or Alpha…and we have a right to be confused about our marriage.” It’s time you stopped caring too much about what they think of our marriage. I say.

“Hmm, Fey, that well is said for a Luna who doesn’t carry the burden of being Alpha on her shoulders.”

Cult…being Luna is to share your burdens isn’t it? I ask.

“I guess…” Cult says.

Then, let me do that. I say, swallowing a lump in my throat. How long do I have to pretend to be this person to him? Long enough until I consummate the marriage? The idea of it makes my mouth water…

“More than anything…I want to nib his lips in a gentle, yet masculine kisses.” It is a shameful thing because he is not mine.

“I have to hold myself…for as long as I can.”

Fey? Do you hear me? He says and I close my legs tightly to face him.

What did you say? I ask.

“We have arrived.” He says.