His Missing Luna

CHAPTER 72

NATHAN

THE BELLE OF THE BALL

Alex hands me my cufflinks as we stand in front of the mirror. “Are you sure they will be there?”

“They should. De Santos said he would send a message,” I reply, fastening the links. I need them to be there to know if they are her people.

Alex helps me with my tie, nods in approval, and heads out to check the security detail. I take one last look at my reflection, hoping Jessica will be blown away. But, I can't wait to see her and be blown away myself. Mum and Cara will no doubt take their time to make her look beautiful.

My mate has to be the center of attraction at the Ball tonight. It’s my first time going with another woman, and I want everyone to know that this is my woman. My mate and Luna. I want to flaunt her for all to see, especially Sasha.

“We should have dragged her out,” Declan growls, still mad at me.

“Jessica wouldn’t have liked that.”

“She would. She was amused the whole time,” he grumbles further. “If we had, maybe Sasha would be one less female to worry about.”

“We don’t have to worry about her or any other female. None of them will dare approach me now that they know I have found my mate.”

“Let’s hope so. If they don’t, I am dragging some people by their hairs tonight,” he promises before going silent.

A light rap on the door turns me away from the mirror. Alex appears. “They are done. We need to go.”

I give myself one last look, anxiety dancing over me at seeing Jessica. “Sure.”

Her scent, along with other intoxicating scents, swirls around the corridor as we pass. I almost give in to them and burst into the room, but hold back.

“They are having fun,” Alex comments when we hear playful giggles coming from inside.

I smile widely, happy that she’s enjoying herself with my mother and sister. Yeah, I want her to have all the fun she can. She deserves it. Coming from where I took her from, she deserves it.

“Are you downstairs already?” Cara links me as we hit the top of the stairs.

“Almost,” I reply, hastening my steps. When we reach the base, I link her back. “Ready.”

“Prepare to be mesmerized by your mate, brother,” she chuckles.

I lick my lips, fold my hands, and take a deep breath. Declan runs around in my head, yelping with excitement. Gentle giggles and voices float down the stairs, heightening my anticipation. I hear my mother's voice, guiding Jessica. The maids appear first, then Cara, smiling brightly.

“She’s so beautiful, brother,” she links me and moves to the side, and the world stops existing as I behold the face of my mate.

Beautiful. Gorgeous. Mesmerizing. Breathtaking. I am lost for words at the goddess standing at the top of the stairs, smiling shyly at me. Her golden hair cascades like waves of shimmering sunlight, falling elegantly around her shoulders and framing her face with an ethereal glow. Each strand seems to catch the light, creating a halo effect that makes her look almost otherworldly.

Her eyes, a striking blue, are like deep, endless pools of sparkling water, lidded with a subtle gold eye shadow that accentuates their brilliance. Silky, dark lashes frame those eyes, fluttering lightly as she gazes down at me with a blend of shyness and anticipation. Her cheeks are gently flushed, standing tall like mountain peaks, leading down to the sexiest lips I have ever seen, painted in a sparkling pink gloss that glistens with every shy smile she bestows upon me.

Her figure is a vision of perfection. The golden dress she wears clings to her in all the right places, highlighting her curves with a grace and elegance that takes my breath away. The strapless design exposes her delicate shoulders and arms, while the dress stops just at her knees, showcasing her long, shapely legs. She stands poised and confident, exuding an aura of strength and serenity that envelops her like a soft, inviting light.

Declan has not said a word since we saw her. Just like me.

Like a man hypnotized, I make my way up to her as she descends, helping her down. And still can’t take my eyes off her. Sparks wash up and down my body when our hands touch.

“You’re beautiful, flower,” I tell her when we reach the bottom of the stairs.

“Thank you,” she smiles. “You look handsome too,” her eyes drink me up too.

A low purr escapes my lips, coming from Declan and me. “Thank you.”

“Alpha?” Alex calls, stretching out a flat box before me.

“Oh, yes!” I had forgotten the family jewels. “Thanks, man,” he opens the box and Jessica gasps.

“They are beautiful!”

“Not as much as you, my flower,” I smile as I pick them up. “Turn around for me.”

She does, and I place the necklace over her head and around her neck, clasping it. I pick the bracelets. “Face me back,” and when she does, I wear them on both her wrists, kissing her knuckles when I am done.

Her eyes shine as she looks down at the jewels on her wrists.

“These are our family jewels. Worn only by the Lunas of our pack,” mother says as she descends to join us. “Only a true Luna is fit to wear them. And this is just a little part of it.”

“I feel so honoured,” Jessica whispers and hugs my mother.

“It’s an honour passing the Luna title to you.”

Cara clears her throat. “Okay, fine. We know the whole story, blah, blah, blah. Can you leave before you get there late and miss being the stars of the night?”

“She’s right. You have to enter after everyone. Now off you two go,” mother says, giving me a hug and blowing Jessica a kiss.

“See you later. Cara, you too,” Jessica says.

“Yeah. Let them know you’re the Luna, Luna,” she chuckles.

Before we leave, I nod at her and smile. “Thanks, sis.”

“You owe me, big time,” she smiles back.

Outside, my men are waiting, forming a pathway. Greeting us as we pass through.

“Luna. Alpha.”

One of them holds the door open for us and I help Jessica inside. The moment the door closes, I pull her to me and kiss her, but not deep enough to smear her lip gloss. But again, I don’t care who sees me with lip gloss on my lips.

She moans into my mouth, sending my d**k into a nodding frenzy. “I have wanted to do that since,” I say after we pull apart.

Her eyes crinkle with amusement as she smiles at me. “You have lip gloss on your lips, my Alpha,” and proceeds to wipe it off with her finger.

“As long as it’s my Luna’s.”