Everyone at the table was silent, probably processing my little display. I felt a tiny bit bad having shown that side of me, but something about hearing that waste of space talk about Leo had flipped a switch. Slowly, some of the conversations started back up. Leo offered me a bite of his burger, I think. I bit into it willingly, since the fries tasted good. Unfortunately, it was nothing like those. I scrunched my face up as the flavor of, what seemed like, burnt meat flooded my taste buds. I stuck my tongue out after forcing it down,
"How can you eat that?"
My reaction caused Leo and Josh to laugh, making the atmosphere more relaxed again. I felt a kiss on my cheek before Leo's voice sounded from behind me,
"It's okay, beautiful. We can get something after school. Just eat the fries."
I nodded and did exactly that. Lunch went on with me learning the names of a few of the warriors. I was surprised at how much my nap had helped with my migraine. The pain was no longer all-encompassing, rather it was more of a dull annoyance now. Easily ignored. Eventually, it was time for the next and final class, which Leo and I had together. We sat next to each other, our fingers interlaced in the middle of the aisle. He brought my hand to his lips, kissing it gently as the bell rang for class to start. Class was easy to follow, but it seemed to go on forever. By the time it ended, I was so ready to leave.
Leo and I walked out of the school with his arm around my waist. I savored the feeling, smiling to myself, thinking about what he said during lunch. When we stopped, I looked up and saw that we were at his car and he was holding the door open for me. I smiled at him and said 'thank you' as I slid in. He smiled back and closed the door. I put my seat belt on as I looked around. The interior was gray, and he had a touch screen display in the center where the radio would be. It looked like it was a stick shift, judging by the numbers on the gearshift. I'd never been in something so expensive. Every inch smelled like him. Like chocolate mint. The driver's side door opened and Leo got in, throwing his bag to the back. He turned to me,
"Alright baby, where do you want to eat?"
I smiled at the new pet name and shrugged,
"Anywhere they don't serve burgers."
He laughed and nodded before buckling up and turning the car on. We drove for a while before stopping in front of what looked like a cafe. He parked on the street before getting out and walking to my side of the car and opening the door for me. We walked in and, as we sat down in a booth, I looked around. It was more of an upscale cafe with warm lighting and atmosphere. A vampire waitress handed us our menus with a kind smile before walking away. I opened it and instantly felt guilty that Leo would have to pay. I closed the menu and slid it to the side, causing him to look up concerned,
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"You don't have to spend that much money on me. I can just hunt later."
He reached across the table, and I took his hand, but avoided his eye,
"You don't have to worry about that. What's mine is yours. Okay?"
I nodded but made no attempt to reach towards the menu. He squeezed my hand,
"Look at me, Cyrus."
Reluctantly, I met his eye and saw his affection for me as he spoke,
"Let me care for you. Please?"
I nodded again, more sincerely, and reached for the menu. He squeezed my hand again before letting it go to grasp his own menu,
"Thank you, beautiful."
I ended up ordering a chicken parmesan, that tasted pretty good. Leo got some sort of cheesy pasta that had bacon and peas. It was so good I kept stealing bites from his plate, which made him laugh. We talked about random things, and Leo double-checked to make sure that my migraine wasn't trying to come back. It was relaxing and comfortable. I'd never experienced anything like it. I was happy that I'd listened to my wolf and stayed. After we finished, we headed back to the car. I was buckling in when Leo asked,
"Where're you staying?"
What do I say? He'd already done so much and I didn't want to worry him, but I wasn't going to lie either. So, I didn't say anything. Apparently, that was enough for him to infer an answer. Leo gently lifted my lowered head 'til I was looking at his kind eyes,
"Baby, are you living in those woods."
It was meant to be a question, but he'd already figured out the answer, so it came out as a statement. I whispered 'yes' feeling ashamed of how much of a burden I was becoming to my mate. I wouldn't blame him if he decided I was too much trouble and rejected me. It hurt to think about losing the best thing to happen to me in years. I felt Leo's thumb gently rub across my cheek,
"Why are you crying?"
I hadn't realized I was, but I knew why. I didn't want him to catch a glimpse of how broken and useless his mate was. I sobbed quietly and covered my wet face with my hands. As I sniffled, I felt myself being lifted up before coming in contact with Leo's scent and body. I leaned into his chest, trying to calm down as he rubbed my back. It took a few minutes before I could speak, silent tears still falling,
"I-...No one has ever cared about me...or for me like you do. I don't deserve it. And I'm scared...that when you start to learn more about me...you'll regret ever being mated to me."
He didn't say anything at first, just continued to rub my back. After a minute or two, his hands moved to my hips, gently turning me 'til I was facing him. Stradling his lap. Tilting my chin up, he gently, but firmly, pressed his lips to mine. When he pulled away, he looked me directly in my eye with certainty and sincerity,
"Listen to me closely. I don't know your past. Not yet. When we cross that bridge, we will deal with it. Together. Regardless, I will never regret being your mate. You're my other half, and even though we've only known each other for a day, I don't want to think about a life without you. You're a part of me just as I'm a part of you, and you deserve every bit as much happiness and love that I have to give and more. You're beautiful and strong and I will continue to repeat myself until you believe me. You're everything I've ever wanted in a mate and more. Do you understand?"
More tears, thankful tears, rushed down my face as I nodded, afraid my voice wouldn't cooperate. He pulled me into his chest, running his fingers through my hair. We stayed like that until the tears finally stopped. I pulled back, and he wiped the partially dried tear trails from my face,
"Now, I'm going to give you two options, because I'm not going to let you sleep in the woods. The first one is, I can put us up in the B and B in town for the week and then you can meet the pack on the weekend so that you'll feel comfortable to move into the packhouse. The second option is, we go directly to the packhouse and I'll slowly introduce you throughout the week. Which do you prefer?"
I wanted to say the B and B, but that would just be delaying the inevitable. Eventually, I would be the Luna of his pack. I needed to feel comfortable there. Plus, it would be harder for Marren to track my scent. I dreaded having to eventually tell Leo about him, but I would have to. Just not tonight. I looked at him,
"The packhouse."
"Alright, my love. Is there anything you need to get from the woods?"
I looked down,
"No. Just me."
"Okay, love. We'll deal with that tomorrow. For now, let's go home and get some rest."
He got out the car, still holding me before placing me back in my seat and buckling me in. He looked at me sweetly and rubbed his thumb across my cheek before closing the door. Once he'd hopped in, we drove in a comfortably tired silence. As the grassy field turned to trees, I felt drowsy. I closed my eyes, focusing on Leo's scent as the sounds of the car lulled me to sleep.
We were about halfway there when I looked over and saw my baby fast asleep. Good, he needed the rest. I reached over, brushing my finger against his cheek, causing him to purr quietly. I was officially worried about him and whatever he'd been forced to go through. Seeing him like that broke my heart. Hearing the doubts he had about himself and what our relationship could be. It made me regret not finding him sooner. I would have been able to protect him from whatever caused this. As we pulled up to the packhouse, a few warriors walked over to greet me,"Welcome back, Leo."I nodded as I got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, where Jayce and Micah stood peering through the glass at Cyrus with suspicion. I growled gently, causing them to step out of the way. Pulling open the door, I undid his seatbelt and gen
I looked at my bare chest in the bathroom mirror with Leo's shirt in my hand. Tracing the long scar down my chest before glancing at the scars along my arms. I shook my head and pulled the shirt on. I wasn't ready to talk about that yet. Guilt washed over me as the image of Leo's worried gaze came to mind. I quickly pushed the feelings down with a shake of my head before walking out with my only possessions in my hand. Leo smiled at me gently as he slipped them from my hands and gestured towards the bed while avoiding my gaze,"You can sleep in my bed. I'll sleep on the couch."I scrunched my eyebrows at the thought of not sleeping next to him,"Why?"He looked at me in surprise,
I watched Cyrus' face and eyes, trying to see what he was getting at. All I saw was his usual stoic expression. Even his voice was emotionless. Jayce looked at him suspiciously,"Why would I trust a rogue to fight fair?"Cyrus' eyes flashing pale blue was the only sign that he was irritated at the implications of the statement,"If my memory serves me right, official fights between warriors within a pack needs two observers. Also, just to keep it interesting, if either observer sees me cheating in any way, I will leave this territory and never set foot in the borders again. If I do, I'll let you kill me on sight with no resistance."I tried to keep my emotions in check. Not that I thought for a second that
I was slightly embarrassed that I'd forgotten, but Leo just laughed it off. Rubbing my back, he started to guide us back to the house, "We're shopping today, beautiful."I hummed as we walked through the back doors and headed up the stairs. Once we were in the room, I headed to the bathroom to wipe the blood off my leg. The bite was already healed. Thankfully, it wasn't deep enough to scar. Which is the last thing I need. I heard Leo walking towards me and repositioned my arms to cover my cuts. I turned towards him with a smile and saw that he was handing me the clothes I was wearing before the fight, "Here you go, baby." "Thank you."I took the clothes from his hand, careful not to show the underside of my arm. He walked away after pecking me on the lips. I smiled at his back and closed the door. Quickly getting dressed again, I headed out, tossing the clothes in the hamper. The drive to the mall wasn't exceptionally long. When we arrived, I took my time examining the large struct
Three days. That's how long it's been since my baby slept. It's been five days since the incident with Kyle and his lackeys. That night, as well as the next two, I awoke to Cyrus screaming. Begging incoherently, while tears streamed down his face as he clawed at his body. The third night, after I finally pulled him from his nightmare, I held him for an hour as his mind locked itself into a cycle of anxiety attacks and intense paranoia. That was the last straw, in his eyes, and so began his streak of insomnia. The next night, he simply refused to sleep. He laid in my arms, waiting for me to drift off and wake up again. When I tried to bring it up, he simply brushed it off, saying 'it'll pass'. It didn't stop me from worrying.The change in him from lack of sleep became more noticeable the longer it went on. He was extremely irritable and agitated with any and everyone that wasn't me. His usually emotionless face had turned into a permanent glare that threatened violence at t
***WARNING: This chapter contains mentions of rape, torture, and self-harm. Read at your own discretion.***I woke up in a cold sweat wrapped in Leo's arms and scent. Unfortunately, neither calmed my buzzing mind. I was drowning in memories and flashbacks as tears streamed down my face. I eased out of Leo's hold and got up, barely holding back a sob as another wave of memories drowned my mind. My arms wrapped tightly around my body, I silently shuffled into the bathroom. I couldn't be any more of a burden to Leo than I had been the last few days. As the door closed behind me, I locked it and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall freely while my hand kept my sobs from bouncing off the bathroom walls.Memory after memory assaulted my brain. I felt like I was drowning. Drowning in unwanted touch and violent assaults. Choking on hate-filled glares and spiteful words. I can't take this. I pulled at my hair, trying, and failing, to push the images away to the back of my m
I pulled my baby into my chest. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? A multitude of emotions swirled around my brain as I processed what he'd told me. He'd been through a seemingly endless hell and yet he'd dragged himself through. And he kept all this buried inside of himself. And, after all of this, he was more worried about me and the pack than he was himself. He was so strong. He was a survivor. I held him even closer, as if that was possible,"Baby, you're not going anywhere. I swear, on my life, I will do everything in my power to protect you. You're not alone anymore, so don't force yourself to be. We're gonna put an end to this. Together...and I promise you...I promise you I will kill that bastard in the slowest way possible. He's not gonna get away with what he did to you. I swear."His arms wrapped around my torso and gripped my shirt,"Thank you."His voice was so soft I almost thought I imagined it. I kissed the top of his head and then leane
I lean back in my chair, trying not to strangle the piece of shit who's been glaring at me since I walked in. When I apologized to all of Leo and I's teachers, I didn't expect to get off easy. Detention was to be expected. I'm not stupid. What I didn't expect was to be stuck in here with, of all people, fucking Tyler. Did I mention that during my week-long lead-up to my breakdown, he was a constant thorn in my side? Almost like he was personally hired by the Mother Spirit to be a pain in my ass. He was one of the few people that was able to get me angry enough to want to spill blood. His preferably. Now, I'm stuck in detention for two weeks with this fucker. I inhaled deeply as his eyes continued to bore holes into the side of my face. I clenched and unclenched my fists as his glare slowly wore down my patience. After thirty minutes of this shit, I'd had enough. I took another breath, in a failed attempt to reign in my growing irritation, and turned an icily blank stare towards him,
***WARNING: This chapter contains some offensive language. Read at your own discretion.***Cy and I were in the kitchen. It was Sunday, and though we planned to have a double date with Jax and Fin later today, that wasn't until dinner. At the moment, it was noon. Both of our stomachs had protested while we were wandering through the surrounding woods, which had cut our walk short. I'd placed my baby on the center island, as per usual. Currently, I was struggling to slice tomatoes while Cy watched with an amused smirk on his face, "You know, those rom-coms got it right. Having a man who can cook is a bit of a turn-on."I raised a brow while I made my movements more exaggerated, "Does this turn you on? Are you not entertained, love?"I'd moved on to constructing the sandwich as exaggeratedly as possible while he struggled to hold back a giggle, "Oh, most definitely. It's especially hot when you make the slices crooked before smashing the rest of the tomato." "It's my secret weapon,
Blinding light assaulted my eyes as I forced them open. I jumped up instantly, remembering the fight with Tyler and company. My chest and head protested angrily, causing me to growl from the waves of pain. I hear something fall to the ground and look towards the sound, half expecting to find Tyler or any of my other attackers. Instead, I find an anxious-looking female wolf in a white lab coat. Keeping her in my peripheral, I take in my surroundings. I'm in a nice-sized room with a small, tan, leather love seat and a medium-sized TV mounted to the wall. The bed, I realize I'm on, resembles the ones I've seen in hospitals on TV. There's an IV in my arm going to, what looks, and smells like, a saline bag. My eyes travel towards the constant beeping sound that has been present since my eyes opened. It looks like a heart monitor. "Young Luna? You're in the pack infirmary. Don't move too much, you have a concussion and your bones need to mend."I flicked my eyes back to the brown-haired fe
"Cyrus?"The call had suddenly cut off. There weren't any dead zones in the school as far as I knew. Maybe he'd accidentally hung up. But he would have texted me or called back. He wasn't extremely 'tech-savvy' because he spent most of his time locked away by that Marren bastard, but he'd mastered texting fairly quick. I had a bad feeling. I looked through the rearview at Jax and Fin, "Hey, I'm about to go inside and get Cy."They pulled away from their make-out session and Jax gave me a questioning look, "I thought he was on his way out?" "He was, but the call cut off."Jax shrugged his shoulders, "'Kay and. He's a big, strong boy. He knows how to make it out to the car."I growled softly in irritation, causing Fin to raise an eyebrow with a serious expression, "What's got you riled up?"Though he was asking out of friendship, there was a warning in his tone. I couldn't blame him since I'd just growled at his mate, even if it was nonthreatening, "I've got a bad feeling I can't
I lean back in my chair, trying not to strangle the piece of shit who's been glaring at me since I walked in. When I apologized to all of Leo and I's teachers, I didn't expect to get off easy. Detention was to be expected. I'm not stupid. What I didn't expect was to be stuck in here with, of all people, fucking Tyler. Did I mention that during my week-long lead-up to my breakdown, he was a constant thorn in my side? Almost like he was personally hired by the Mother Spirit to be a pain in my ass. He was one of the few people that was able to get me angry enough to want to spill blood. His preferably. Now, I'm stuck in detention for two weeks with this fucker. I inhaled deeply as his eyes continued to bore holes into the side of my face. I clenched and unclenched my fists as his glare slowly wore down my patience. After thirty minutes of this shit, I'd had enough. I took another breath, in a failed attempt to reign in my growing irritation, and turned an icily blank stare towards him,
I pulled my baby into my chest. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? A multitude of emotions swirled around my brain as I processed what he'd told me. He'd been through a seemingly endless hell and yet he'd dragged himself through. And he kept all this buried inside of himself. And, after all of this, he was more worried about me and the pack than he was himself. He was so strong. He was a survivor. I held him even closer, as if that was possible,"Baby, you're not going anywhere. I swear, on my life, I will do everything in my power to protect you. You're not alone anymore, so don't force yourself to be. We're gonna put an end to this. Together...and I promise you...I promise you I will kill that bastard in the slowest way possible. He's not gonna get away with what he did to you. I swear."His arms wrapped around my torso and gripped my shirt,"Thank you."His voice was so soft I almost thought I imagined it. I kissed the top of his head and then leane
***WARNING: This chapter contains mentions of rape, torture, and self-harm. Read at your own discretion.***I woke up in a cold sweat wrapped in Leo's arms and scent. Unfortunately, neither calmed my buzzing mind. I was drowning in memories and flashbacks as tears streamed down my face. I eased out of Leo's hold and got up, barely holding back a sob as another wave of memories drowned my mind. My arms wrapped tightly around my body, I silently shuffled into the bathroom. I couldn't be any more of a burden to Leo than I had been the last few days. As the door closed behind me, I locked it and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall freely while my hand kept my sobs from bouncing off the bathroom walls.Memory after memory assaulted my brain. I felt like I was drowning. Drowning in unwanted touch and violent assaults. Choking on hate-filled glares and spiteful words. I can't take this. I pulled at my hair, trying, and failing, to push the images away to the back of my m
Three days. That's how long it's been since my baby slept. It's been five days since the incident with Kyle and his lackeys. That night, as well as the next two, I awoke to Cyrus screaming. Begging incoherently, while tears streamed down his face as he clawed at his body. The third night, after I finally pulled him from his nightmare, I held him for an hour as his mind locked itself into a cycle of anxiety attacks and intense paranoia. That was the last straw, in his eyes, and so began his streak of insomnia. The next night, he simply refused to sleep. He laid in my arms, waiting for me to drift off and wake up again. When I tried to bring it up, he simply brushed it off, saying 'it'll pass'. It didn't stop me from worrying.The change in him from lack of sleep became more noticeable the longer it went on. He was extremely irritable and agitated with any and everyone that wasn't me. His usually emotionless face had turned into a permanent glare that threatened violence at t
I was slightly embarrassed that I'd forgotten, but Leo just laughed it off. Rubbing my back, he started to guide us back to the house, "We're shopping today, beautiful."I hummed as we walked through the back doors and headed up the stairs. Once we were in the room, I headed to the bathroom to wipe the blood off my leg. The bite was already healed. Thankfully, it wasn't deep enough to scar. Which is the last thing I need. I heard Leo walking towards me and repositioned my arms to cover my cuts. I turned towards him with a smile and saw that he was handing me the clothes I was wearing before the fight, "Here you go, baby." "Thank you."I took the clothes from his hand, careful not to show the underside of my arm. He walked away after pecking me on the lips. I smiled at his back and closed the door. Quickly getting dressed again, I headed out, tossing the clothes in the hamper. The drive to the mall wasn't exceptionally long. When we arrived, I took my time examining the large struct
I watched Cyrus' face and eyes, trying to see what he was getting at. All I saw was his usual stoic expression. Even his voice was emotionless. Jayce looked at him suspiciously,"Why would I trust a rogue to fight fair?"Cyrus' eyes flashing pale blue was the only sign that he was irritated at the implications of the statement,"If my memory serves me right, official fights between warriors within a pack needs two observers. Also, just to keep it interesting, if either observer sees me cheating in any way, I will leave this territory and never set foot in the borders again. If I do, I'll let you kill me on sight with no resistance."I tried to keep my emotions in check. Not that I thought for a second that