Chapter Twenty OneNaomi was a little ashamed of the way she was acting. She had thought that she was stronger than this.Last night, she had managed not to let a tear drop and was at least proud of that.She knew that she looked like crap. She had barely slept a wink during the night.The wise thing would have been to cancel the morning session she had with Daykan. But that thought hadn’t even occurred to her because she couldn’t imagine giving up an opportunity to see him.She had planned to show up this morning and casually mention what had happened the night before.Before she left the house, she had even stood in front of the mirror and practiced how she would laugh a little when she was narrating the ordeal.The laughter was necessary to let everyone know she was doing fine and had already gotten over what had happened.But as soon as she saw Daykan, the walls of deception had come crashing down and her tears along with it.So much for laughing and shrugging it off like it wasn’

Chapter Twenty ThreeNaomi had never been silenced with a kiss before.It was the nicest way she had ever been told to shut up; especially because it was now obvious that she had feelings for the guy.If it had been some guy she didn’t like? Ouuuu she would have been so pissed off and probably bitten off his tongue. For all his muscles and hard exterior, Daykan Greystone was the gentlest kisser.He didn’t rush in like a thirsty dog. He carefully touched her lips and parted them with his tongue. She offered no resistance.His lips were so soft that she was tempted to keep them as a sponge for her face.In a moment like this when she hated herself for her weakness and flaws, he kissed her like she was the most perfect person.She finally felt tears flow down her cheeks and this time, it was different. It felt like she was pouring out her pain and dumping all the guilty burdens which had weighed her down for so long.Daykan broke the kiss and she almost groaned in protest.Little did sh

Chapter Twenty FiveDaykan wondered if he had given her too much wine. “Umm okay, so how do you want to go about thi…”“Come on!” Naomi interrupted excitedly and grabbed his hand.She pulled him towards the living room but took a glance back at him and stopped.She nodded at his apron, which by the way didn’t have a single stain on it. “During my performance, you won’t need to wear that.”Before he could do anything she scurried behind him, loosened the apron strings and tossed it on a kitchen stool.“Now we can go!” She declared, grabbed his hand again and continued pulling him out.They got to the living room and she nudged him towards the couch which was opposite the TV.Daykan allowed himself to land softly on the couch. Naomi put her hands on her waist and surveyed the area she had to work with.“I just need to move this so I’ll have a lot of space for my performance.” She was referring to a large square wooden coffee table in the middle of the room. It was placed on top a blac

Chapter Twenty Seven Daykan slid to the floor and put his back against the door. He carefully listened until Naomi started her car and left.He cradled his head in his hands and tried to breathe steadily, but it sounded shaky to him.Had he really done the right thing? Why did it feel so wrong?“You had your reasons remember? They were good reasons.” He whispered encouragingly.Damn! What were his reasons again?Maybe listing them out would help.Daykan held up a finger and enthusiastically nodded. “Umm, well for starters; it would be such a weird conversation explaining how I can turn into basically, a gigantic dog.” Was that a good reason? Although a mateship between a human and werewolf was rare, it did happen.He held up a second finger. “The pack would absolutely hate her and I’m not ready to leave them.”But what if the Moon Spirit popped up through the Moon Seer like last time and forced the pack members to treat Naomi properly?Boy, the thought made him feel like a child rep

Chapter Twenty NineA lunam rixam was an old tradition that started from when the first werewolves existed. Generations later and werewolves still abided by its rules and used it to settle grave personal disputes.It loosely meant ‘moon brawl’ or ‘a quarrel with the moon.’ The former translation was more applicable in the context the werewolves used it for.When a fellow werewolf did something to another that was unforgivable, the aggrieved could issue a lunam rixam challenge.It was basically a fight to the death under the light of the moon. It was usually done in their werewolf form.It didn’t always result in one of the participants dying. It could end in a draw.In some occasions, the winner could decide to the spare the life of the loser. But that was rarely seen. It took a great force of anger and hatred for things to get to a lunam rixam.People didn’t just throw around the challenge because of a little disagreement or slight issue. It had to be something that had eaten deep en