Diamond Eyed Luna

“Girl, you need to relax!” Nova said to me. She has been my best friend for the last three years. I saved her in an alley from getting attacked by some punks. “I’m trying! I can’t find my briefcase!” The panic in my voice was thick. I had an extremely important meeting today. This was make for break for me. For the last few years, I have been trying to get my boss to launch my designs. I am or trying to be an architect. After graduating after only three years of the five year program, I still havent been taken seriously. Last week, a very high profile client saw my design and liked it. He wanted a full presentation. His name was Waylon Jenkins. I’ve seen pictures of him and fuck he is sexy. Like a male body with his perfectly styled wavy black hair, chisled jaw and 5 o’clock shadow. Just looking at his picture made my panties wet.“You will do great! I know you will kill it!” Nova was a force to be reckoned with. After the incident with those creeps, she has been going to the gym ev

“Interesting.” Waylon said. We watched as they started making out. “I guess she is coming along after all.”“Yeah, dont want to stand in the way of the mate bond” I said sarcastically. I sat towards the front so I didnt have to watch them suck face. I was excited for her but still a little bitter. “This is an interesting development.” My anger just kept growing.“Yes, interesting.” I knew I couldn’t accept this. He would have to use my birth name and I couldn’t tell him“What’s wrong?”That caught my attention. “What’s wrong? You cant be serious.”“I can feel your anxiety.”“Why do you care? You obviously haven’t told Axel who I am.”“To be fair, I dont know who you are.”“Listen, I’m just here to do this project and then I’ll be gone.” I said as I looked out the window. We had just taken off and the ground was getting smaller and smaller.“Is that what you want?”It’s what has to be done. It’s what is requires to keep my identity a secret. “Y-yes.” The lie tasted so bitter on my ton

“What happened last night? Why are you being so distant?” Her eyes filled with tears.What was I suppose to say? “I need some space to decide where the future of this pack lies. There are things happening you do not know about and are not privileged to know. Despite you telling everyone I promised you the luna spot, when I did not.” “I thought you loved me?” “That has nothing to do with the situation I am facing. Please leave so I can do some work.” I dismissed her. She ran out of the room crying. Almost knocking Nova over in the process. “What was that about?” Axel asked. They came into the office and sat down. “I didn’t tell her about your situation and told her she isn’t privileged to know.” I said bluntly and shrugged. “Before I make this call, are you guys prepared to complete the mate bond?” They both looked at each other. “Yes.” Nova answered. “You will need to mate tonight and I will need to make you an official member. Right now.” “Right now?” Nova asked. “Yes. I nee

Waylon didnt answer me as he sat down. Leaning back in his chair, he held his chin in his hand. The silence wad awkward. It felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. I just sat there and picked at my fingernails. It was my word against my uncle, who is now the king. I didn’t want to be royal, I just wanted to design buildings and live the quiet life. There was very little chance that would happen now. “Listen, I am just going to-” I started talking, trying to break the silence but Waylon interrupted me. “You will be on house arrest until I decide what to do.” He said firmly. “Excuse me?” There was a fire that started burning in the pit of my stomach when he said that. “I dont need to explain myself. You will be escorted to a room on my floor where I can keep an eye on you.” My eyes narrowed at him. “Actually, you do. I out rank you and I’m not against doing what I need to do to get out of here. I have not spent my entire life learning to live on my own for my own

Ding! The sound made me jump. Where did that come from? Suddenly, a metal door next me to opened up, revealing a large plate of eggs, sausage and fresh toast. The door was so tiny that no human could fit in it. Sticking my head in it, it was just a metal box so I couldnt even see up the shaft. My stomach rumbled at the sight of food. Eating who keep my stanima up and help my hand. I made the mistake of grabbing the plate with my hurt hand. “Ooooowwww!!” I yelled as I dropped the plate. The food went everywhere as I held my hand against my chest. I felt more anger at myself but cussing out Waylon helped too. Now I am picking strambled eggs off the floor and my breakfast is ruined. Putting it back in the metal box, I just walked back to my chair. Surely, Waylon would have felt my pain? 15 fucks hours later, still no fucking Waylon. I was going insane in this room. I didn’t have my phone, no computer, or no pen or pencils. I’ve been toying around with an idea but I hadnt had the co