CURSED MOON: THE LUNA’S FATE

Five

“What would you like for breakfast.’’

I felt surprised by his question not because it came in the most absurd way, but because I was trying everything possible to see through that façade that he was sporting.

Spare me the blushes but there was no possible way that he could be this nice, the more I thought about it. The more it was giving the feeling that he was probably up to something.

The way he looked at me wasn't giving, I felt like a prey and he gave that look an aura of a predator lurking around its prey.

I shook my head, hoping to get the thought off from the back of my mind.

“Are you going to eat or will you keep staring at me like a lost puppy?" His voice came to me firm enough that I could feel that anger … perhaps, starting to build up.

“Will get ready and be down soon.” I murmured.

" Good … I hate being kept waiting." He smiles.

That was how the relationship was with him over the next few days. I made it a necessity to get to Know him though It was the most difficult thing ever.

Somedays, he had a smile on his face and other days,it was just that grumpy look from him. Still, I wouldn't say everything was bad as it was .

The next few days passed in a blur of activity, I was getting used to being around the estate and if there was anyone that made life much better it was Lisa, my personal maid.

“I have made reservations for you to have some new clothes, you have to throw those terrible ones off … You are my mate now.”

I had given him that astonishing look when he spoke one evening while he stroked my hair, we just had s*x . Again!

Apparently, it was turning out to be the only thing he wanted.

“Are my dresses that terrible, they are not all that bad." I scoffed.

" Well, just follow my instructions… I need them changed."

The next day we were out as instructed, all trio of us — Lisa, the chauffeur and myself —

picked up one of the car and started off the day

driving a three-hour trip to the mall.

I was nervous to return to the apartment after we had tried on the dresses for about an hour, though Ethan left early each morning and came home late at night, busy heading matters of the pack. I still didn't want to put up with him so early.

Lately he returned looking exhausted and even more frustrated, quickly eating dinner before burying himself in the bed and then s*x.

A few nights he even went on his run , and always returned stinking of his wolf.

In all or was not all that bad, it just pointed out at things that I had to do to adapt, even so much that I was right there, reminiscing about the ‘good old days’ of the previous weeks when I had been free.

*****

I guessed right, Ethan wasn't not only yet to be back when we returned, but I heard something like he was out on a trip.

Was I going to Miss him?

It was left for time to tell but for now I was relishing the peace that I had, I began to relax around the women around and even his elderly personal maid Kimberly seemed to be added to the mix , though elderly I had to admit that she wasn't being her usual serious self as she has always been with him around.

With Ethan not getting back , I was more than happy to sit with them gossiping to keep myself busy. Being out talking to people was fun and the work wasn’t too hard; my biggest challenge was keeping the orders straight. And not saying what I shouldn't.

At first all I did was seat in on one of these conversations trying to contribute, but soon concluded that my presence was superfluous.

It was either they were blowing his trumpet or something else and the fact was that It irritated me.

While being supportive of the alpha was never a bad thing, it certainly seemed to have had a positive effect on my personality as it seemed I was the bad person in all of this.

The way they spoke of him , was in a way that I had never seen him-

They spoke of him in light, as though he was the most beautiful person anyone could come across, but were they also aware of the fact that he became a beast each night we shared a bed.

I was quieter, withdrawn, and hadn’t said anything snarky since I had joined the conversation after arriving.

Matter of fact, I went out of her way to be polite, passing things that were needed occasionally Instead of locking myself away like his other lover's as they had alleged.

“So there were other women before me?" I had asked.

" Nothing serious but Alpha Ethan had his time with them.”

" Really?” Guess I was right afterall, like other alphas he was a womanizer.

" Trust me you are much better than the others.” Lisa said and they went on to talk about all of them .

I noticed that in all . Even when talking to me , they were keeping a respectful distance rather than hanging on like they would have with other people.

Lisa most especially spoke of him like she trusted him and—she crossed her fingers of him being a father to my pubs in the nearest future.

“You are quiet, don't you have anything to say about him… Even how rigorous he is at night?” They all giggled.

“Well it is not bad."

" Not bad?”They gasped like what I said was taboo.

Since the words had come from Kimberly I just smiled. It was so pleasant that I felt that I could at least tell them a bit of how he was when I had his company each night.

“Well he is okay." I blushed.

While it did mean that I would be exposing a private s*x life , my guess was they must have experienced something more and moreover the topic at hand needed extra attention for a while.i didn’t want Ethan to think of me as a nagging, jealous mate… Like one of the women they described from his past .

Soon I was heading to bed.I had time to myself but was so tired at night that I fell into bed and was sleeping before my head even hit the pillow.

The ñight was long and cold and I did miss him , while he would have put his arm around and snuggled up close if he was around, I missed his warmth more.

Outside it whistled slowly, a wolf howl filled the air in the distance.