I felt trapped in my own skin, unable to shake off the feeling of disgust that crept up my spine every time I caught his gaze. It was as if he was undressing me with his eyes, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to speak up, to tell him that his behaviour was unacceptable, but I knew my words would fall on deaf ears. He didn't even acknowledge me, let alone take me seriously. I was powerless in this situation, and it was sickening. How could he think it was okay to treat me like this? To make me feel like an object, rather than a human being with thoughts and feelings? I wanted to scream, to lash out at him and make him understand how much he was hurting me. But I knew it was pointless. He was too self-absorbed to care about anyone else but himself. So I sat there, enduring his gaze and trying to keep my composure. It was a battle, one that I was losing. My mind was racing with thoughts of how I could escape this situation, but I knew that I was stuck. Trapped in a r
I was in a room that Darius had given me. As I sat there, I couldn't help but think about the events that had transpired at the breakfast table earlier this morning. Darius had been acting strangely, and I couldn't quite figure out why. Out of nowhere, Darius had started asking about my mother. It was odd, to say the least, and I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted his sudden interest in her. When I had asked him about it, he had simply brushed me off, refusing to give me a straight answer. It was frustrating, to say the least, and I found myself growing more and more confused as the day wore on. What was Darius hiding? Why was he so interested in my mother all of a sudden? As I sat there in the room, lost in thought, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over me. Something wasn't right, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. But how? I knew that Darius wasn't going to give me any answers, so I would have to find them on my own.I had no idea what his
The night was dark, and the moon was nowhere in sight. I was sound asleep, my dreams taking me to far-off places, when I felt something strange. A hand was crawling up my waist from behind me, and it didn't stop until it had a complete hold on me. I felt a gentle pull, and my body was pushed towards the hand. My back hit a solid chest, and I knew that it was him. Darius. The one person who could make my heart skip a beat with just a touch. I didn't have to turn around to see who it was because I knew it was him. The way my heart was beating on his touch was a dead giveaway. He had a hold on me, and I was his. I could feel his breath on my neck, and it sent shivers down my spine. As he held me close, I could feel his heartbeat against my back. It was a steady rhythm, and it made me feel nervous.I grabbed his hand, trying to remove it from my waist, but it only got tighter. He put his face in the core of my neck and took a deep breath, inhaling my scent. He whispered, "Don't move. Ju
I opened my eyes to an empty bed. I looked around the room, the curtains were drawn and the sunlight was streaming through the gaps. The silence in the room was deafening, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. I couldn't help but wonder if Clyde had really been there last night or if it was all just a dream. The memories of the night before were hazy and blurred, I couldn't remember much.As I moved to the other side of the bed, I couldn't help but feel his scent all over the place. It was like he was still there, lying beside me, holding me close. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the scent of his cologne. A smile unconsciously formed on my face as I remembered the night before. I opened my eyes and looked around the room, everything was still the same, but everything was different. The colors were brighter, the air was fresher. No matter how hard I tried to hate him, I simply couldn't bring myself to do it. There was always a part of me that was
“We are planning to have a small ceremony to announce you as my Luna,” said Darius and I moved my eyes towards him. If he had said this before, I would throw tantrum but since I had accepted all of this, I didn’t say anything and nodded my head in agreement. He was waiting for me to say something but when I didn’t he again begin, “Let me know if you need anything.” This occasion is considered to be the most important one For Lunas but I had no excitement so I told him, “There’s nothing I need but make sure it would end soon.” He watched me for few seconds and nodded, sighing. I wanted to leave as soon as my breakfast ended because his eyes didn’t leave my neck for a minute and kept staring at those hickeys he left behind last night.
I knew that I had to find her, no matter what. She was the only reason I had left in my life, the only person who had ever truly cared for me. I owed it to her to bring her back home, to keep her safe from harm.I took a long sigh and sat up. My eyes fell onto the clothes that were placed neatly on the sofa, along with the jewellery, makeup, and all the other things a girl needs to dress up. I put the pillow back in its place and walked towards the dress.As I looked at the beautiful long gown, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The dress was simply stunning, with its flowing fabric and intricate details that sparkled in the light. It was the kind of dress that made you feel like a fairy princess, and I knew that I had to have it.As I turned, something caught my eye. There was a small note lying on the table next to the dress, and I couldn't resist picking it up. As I read the words, a smile spread across my face. It was a simple message, but it filled me with a sense of excite
"We are planning to have a small ceremony to announce you as my Luna," Darius's voice resonated through the room, his eyes locking onto mine. His words carried an air of significance that held my attention captive. Had this declaration been uttered in a different time, I might have let my emotions spiral into a whirlwind of protest, expressing my dissent with fervor. However, the sands of change had swept through my perspective, and the acceptance I had reached within myself painted my response in a new light.The notion of being unveiled as his Luna, a title that held within it a tapestry of responsibilities and privileges, was not one to be taken lightly. A flicker of contemplation danced across my eyes as I weighed the magnitude of his words. This, the culmination of our journey, the pinnacle of a connection that had undergone trials and revelations, was soon to be proclaimed in the presence of those who mattered most.As I stood there, a palpable tension hung in the air, his expec
A full week had elapsed since our poignant exchange, during which he had divulged the truth about my mother, unraveling a tapestry of secrets that had been woven for far too long. Amidst the profound revelations, a decision had been made: the impending ceremony, a solemn and pivotal event, was to be orchestrated in the coming month. The intervening time was to be my respite, allowing me to immerse myself in the profound legacy that was now my birthright – that of being the Luna of the esteemed pack.This interval, although brief, was to serve as a crucible for my transformation. As I embarked on this journey of understanding, I found myself steeped in the arcane lore that dictated the intricate workings of our ancient lineage. The weight of my newfound responsibilities pressed upon me, much like the embrace of the moonlight that bathed our nocturnal realm.Days melted into nights as I delved into the chronicles of our ancestors, seeking to comprehend the delicate balance that had sust