All Chapters of Under The Naked Moon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Jayson's POV.The Scent of a MateI couldn't believe Raymond's persistence. My Beta, my best friend, was driving me crazy with his constant worry about his mate, Alex. They were inseparable, those two, but today was different. It was Alex's first day of school, and for the first time since they found each other, they were apart. And this dude just can't let me breathe. "Where could he be, he is not even answering his phone, he said he would be ending class by 2 pm. See, it's almost 2:30, are you sure he is okay?" Raymond asked in a panicking state."He should be on his way back from school. Come on, stop acting like a child. It's not even that late, It's not like he will just appear here immediately after class, you know how the traffic is these days." I chided Raymond, who was visibly restless. I was growing tired of his behaviour, and I needed a break. Pushing my chair back, I got up, causing it to thud against the wall with a resounding noise that surely reverberated throughout th

Elena's POV.A Mate's Connection.Once we arrived at Relax Coffee, the feeling in my stomach intensified, followed by this beautiful smell. At first, I thought it was the delightful aroma of freshly brewed coffee beans that had enveloped the air. I instinctively closed my eyes to savour the fragrance; it was like a slice of paradise. My companion, Alex, and I approached the counter, awaiting the presence of an employee who was probably in the back of the establishment. It was during this brief interlude that Alex informed me that his boyfriend and a friend were seated on the other side of the café.I turned my gaze in the direction Alex indicated, and my eyes met the sight of the most striking man I had ever encountered. His hair was a silky shade of black, perhaps even a dark brown. But what captivated me the most were his eyes – two mesmerizing orbs of blue-grey that I could imagine losing myself in for hours. Strange, right? His physique was equally impressive, even as he sat. He a

Alena's POV.He loves me.After my shift at Relax Coffee that night, I found it impossible to fall asleep. My mind was consumed by the thoughts of Jayson. I just couldn't stop thinking about him and the feelings I had around him. Oh God, it's something I couldn't trade for anything, but as I thought of him, I couldn't help but also wonder if he was lying in bed, thinking about me too. As my mind began to think of this, I found myself thinking deeper and dirtier. A cocktail of emotions and questions raced through my head, leaving me restless."What could. A man as handsome as Jayson, as rich as he is, wants to have anything to do with a mess of a girl like me."I asked myself. "What if all he wants is to deflower me? To have a smash of my always wet cunt." I contemplated in the darkness of my room. It was a fear that had crossed my mind earlier. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was different when I was near him, as if there were two entities within me. One is my usual self,

Elena's POVThe ThugBefore I could finish getting dressed, I glanced at the clock and realized I was running late. Immediately, panic surged through me as I rushed to complete my morning routine. I quickly rushed to the kitchen to make my usual morning coffee, but mom already had it done, I was so glad, that I took it and gulped it, I had no time to sip and enjoy it, coming out, I found my mom in the living room, her gaze fixed on me in a rather unsettling way. It was as though she had been lost in some distant thoughts."Mom!" I called her, and she jumped back from wherever dream world she was in."Baby girl, you are done already," she said then looked at the clock. "Oh, it seems someone is already late," she said and I smiled nervously, I kissed her on the cheek and took the lunch she had prepared for me. I didn't like her packing up lunch for me anymore; it felt embarrassing for someone my age, but I couldn't bear to hurt her feelings. Yeah, not taking the food she packed for me w

Jayson's POVBetrayal By a FriendThe afternoon sun beat down with relentless intensity, its heated rays shimmering in the sky. In the lavish living room, myself and Raymond prepared for the much-anticipated lunch date with Alex and Elena. Dressed in my signature black leather jacket and dark glasses, I projected an air of enigmatic coolness, but beneath the facade, a storm of memories churned within.As we readied ourselves, Raymond, my steadfast friend, and Beta picked up on the subtle cues of turmoil. His swaggering approach, almost like a dance, was a silent invitation for me to unburden myself. "What's eating at you, man?" he probed, genuine concern etched across his features, his hand resting on my shoulder.My lips struggled to articulate the inner turmoil, but eventually, I muttered, "I'm good." The hollowness in my response couldn't escape Raymond's discerning gaze. Friends have a way of knowing, and my eyes betrayed the haunting memories that lingered.Stepping into the stre