THE LUNA’S UNKNOWN SIN

CHAPTER THREE

The morning sun filtered through the black drapes as her eyes opened slightly, for a second she wondered why the bed she was lying on felt softer than hers, she turned and found a man, whom she had never seen before lying beside her, as he slept peacefully, snoring faintly.

Her eyes flew open, and just then the memories of what happened between her and the man lying beside her naked flooded back.

She raised the duvet covering her, she looked into it, she was naked.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered everything that happened the previous day, the picture of Willow on top of Sam, flooded her mind.

Now she had given not just her body to a stranger but her emotions too, a surge of regret gripped her heart but she couldn't deny the fact that she felt a special kind of connection to the man who lay beside her.

She remembered how he whispered “thank you” after they had s*x, like she had done him a favour.

He must be a good guy.

Her mind dreams back to reality, she allowed a stranger to take away her virginity. To calm down, she took in a deep breath, as she shook her head to erase the images playing in her head of the intense moment they shared.

She got up quickly, she noticed the blood stain on the bed and it made her more grateful that the man didn't even know her name, at least, he wouldn't remember the name of the person who stained his bed sheet.

She put on her clothes quickly and picked up her bag which was lying open on the floor, she might have dropped it on the floor when she was being stupid last night, she thought to herself.

She gathered her stuff that was lying on the ground, into the bag, and put on her shoes, she did everything quietly, and then, she tiptoed out of the room.

She got outside the gate of the house and waved at a cab.

“Take me to Moon Pack,” she said.

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Alpha Stone woke up to the realization that the beautiful lady he brought home wasn't in bed with him. He took in the memory of the night as they came flooding into his mind, he smiled slightly and played back the part where she said “Kiss me” Her voice was sweet and sounded like music in his ears, how could he not even ask her of her name?

He hit his hand on his forward and shrugged his shoulder.

He rubbed his hands on his eyes and got up from the bed to stretch his body when he saw the blood stain on the bed.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh” He remembered, “she was a virgin” he muttered.

He needed to go back to the pack house, his elders must be waiting for him now.

He recurred the last meeting he had with his elders. They were burdened by his loneliness.

“You can mark any of the beautiful daughters of Nashville Pack, no one can say no to you. Elder Mofe said with worry in his eyes. The other elders nodded in agreement.

He assured them that he was going to find a Luna soon but deep down in his heart, he knew the truth, he was not ready for that phase of his life.

There were more pressing issues than finding a Luna, he needed to conquer more territory and immense more wealth for Nashville.

He bent down to take his fluffy slippers from under his bed, but his hands touched a hard object instead, he took the object out, it was an old pink cover, book, he knew that the book was important to the owner because even though it was old already, the turn parts were carefully sellotaped. He examined it and opened the first page.

“Welcome to the world of Natasha Leon,” He reads.

Beside the name was a picture of the face of the club girl in passport size, that was when it occurred to him that the book belonged to the girl he brought back from the club.

He dropped the book, stood up and was about to enter the bathroom but curiosity had the best part of him, so, he went back, picked up the book again and opened to the next chapter.

She wrote about everything that happened to her every day, he read with a smile on his face as he wondered who still kept a diary. When he was on the fifth page, he heard the doorbell ring. Only his Beta knows where to find him always when he isn't in the pack house.

He dropped the book but the book fell instead and a picture fell out of the diary too.

He picked up the picture and what he saw on the picture made him stagger back as he dropped the picture. He felt his hands shaking vigorously, and his heart palpitated faster.

His wolf, Kia, grew so angry that he pushed him to pick up the mirror on the wall in front of it and broke it.

His wolf only reacted this way, when he was in a battle and when he was in that state, he could tear open any werewolf he was fighting with but this picture brought out that same rage in him.