Luna For Seven Days

8

Ember’s POV

He freaked the hell outta me last night. I was expecting him to thrust me vigorously like I was some s*x toy, but he only showed me what it would look like submitting to him.

I was chained to the bed. Both hands and legs spread apart, and each of my moves made me submit more to him.

He laughed at me, spanked my ass hard until it turned red.

Then, he chained me while I stood. Even when I got to my knees, when I knelt with my upper body lowered….I felt so hot, scared of what he was up to.

Until he whispered to me, his voice hoarse and dangerous, “This is what it means to be my submissive. Every one of your moves makes you submit more. And your moans? They are like a tone to my ear. I can't wait to see how you will react to every one of my tools.”

I swallowed deeply. Every scene flashed across my mind.

He showed me every material he was gonna use on me apart from him performing it.

A side of me wanted to taste how it would actually look, but then I recalled quickly that I wasn't just a seven days contracted Luna and submissive to him, but also his foe, and he could unleash his venom on me in that room, making it harder for me.

At this point, he wouldn't even care if I would survive whatever he was doing to me or not because I was already a captive with a rotten fate.

Two days elapsed without me setting my eyes on him, and on the third day, very early in the morning, I was awoken by the heavy knock on my door.

My heart skipped repeatedly as I slowly approached the door and opened it, only for seven female servants to walk into my room in a queue, each of them holding something.

And then came Camila, the one who claimed to be the chosen bride while I was her substitute.

“Today, Prince Vander will be crowned the alpha king of the pack. So you are meant to stand by his side as his chosen mate. Make sure to play a nice role out there.”

While Camila spoke, the servants were already around me, undressing me. Two of them took me to the bathroom and had me washed like never before. I almost screamed as to how they scrubbed my skin.

As I came out of the bathroom and was offered a seat opposite the mirror I didn't even know was in the room, Camila stood behind me, staring back at my reflection.

“You look so beautiful for the prince, and the priestess and officials won't hesitate to accept you as his Luna, not knowing that you are fake.” she uttered aloud before ordering the servants to begin dressing me up.

They started by applying so many lotions and oils. In fact, so many things I didn't know existed on my skin. And in the end, the result was dope. My skin glittered, shone, glowed, that I barely believed it was my skin.

My hair was styled in such an adorning way, and then my dress came forth.

“If you are his chosen Luna, why can't you just stand by his side? Do you think you will be rejected by the pack?” I couldn't hold the question but threw it at Camila this time.

She sighed and faced the mirror while I was beside the bed, and the servants wore me the royal dress that I almost ripped off due to how heavy it was.

“He was ordered not to get his Luna from this palace. So, even if his mate is here, she won't be accepted as Luna. So, after you leave, I could replace you easily, because the crown is already out.” she stated before sparing me a glance. “No matter what the officials say after you leave, he won't listen to them any longer but have me sit by his side. Because once he's crowned, no one has the power to control him.”

I took a soft gulp. This must be because of what he said happened to his parents eight years ago. The pack officials must be scared that such a thing will repeat itself again since the culprit was from the palace.

I didn't want to talk about that with her because it seemed only the alpha king and his beta knew about my mother’s crime. If she ever finds out, I would regret ever accepting this role.

When the servants were done, I looked back at my reflection through the mirror and barely recognised myself. I was so damn beautiful than I ever thought.

If Uston sees me this way, he would want to have me back, right?

Recalling Uston, I wondered if he would be present at the ceremony and if we would meet. But if I could recall, his coronation would be different, and which should take place after the crowning of the king.

‘I don't need to meet him. I pray he doesn't recognise me if he's present.’ I thought as I marched out of the room while the servants stood at my sides and behind me.

***

Luckily for me, the ceremony didn't have the whole pack being present. It was just the official ministers of the pack and the priestess who showed up and crowned him.

I was back in my room, dressed casually, feeling so elated by the role well played and how I had taken away the burden in the name of royal cloth I had worn. It was so heavy for me.

Seated on the floor, I was surrounded by different types of alcoholic drinks that I had told the servants to get for me.

“Four days down. Three days remaining.” I said to myself and unsealed the next bottle, which I would down soon.

I needed to forget everything and focus on the celebration like the others.

‘Your mother is revived and will be brought into the palace soon. Get ready for what follows after this deal is ended.’ Alpha Vander said to me as we walked out of the court hall. ‘Get ready, you're attending the Alpha’s conference meeting with me tomorrow.’

I sighed and sniffed back, laying my head on the foam. “I can't wait for his deal to end so I will know what awaits me. Staying here is more like being deceived when you know it doesn't belong to you.” I hissed aloud and grabbed the bottle.

I didn't know how long I drank and talked to myself, but my butt began hurting, so I stood up to lay on the bed.

My head was so heavy, and the room rotated before me.

“Ahh, I can't even see clearly, I really have to sleep.” I muttered and fell with my back on the bed, and I actually dozed off in a twinkle of an eye.

But, the sound of my door awoke me.

I jerked up, vision blurred, just hearing sounds.

“Who's that? What are you….what are you…..” I shook my head and lay back again on the bed.

The palace was secured, right? So nothing is gonna happen to me here.

But the heavy thud on the bed made me snap my eyes wide even though I couldn't see clearly. Someone fell on my bed…someone was with me on the bed.

I stretched my hands to feel who it was, but I perceived that sweet scent again.

My wolf jerked from its sober, whining.

I sniffed repeatedly, trying to push myself closer so I could feel who it was lying on my bed, but I felt something—a strange feeling overwhelming me, tightening my lower abdomen.

I tried to ignore it, but it pulled tighter and closer and my p***y began tickling me.

‘Ouch, what's this?’ I muttered, trying to rub my p***y through my undies.

“You smell so good.”

That masculine voice was so grumpy. His scent was so magnetic.

“Would you like getting f****d? I could ride you till you ask for more…”

I licked my lips at his statement. Is that so? He sounds familiar. My mind was just so forgy.

Without saying a word, my fingers rubbing the walls of my p***y, I gave a steady nod. “But, who are you? Why did you come in here? What if the alpha…alpha king sees you with me?”

“Ahhh, is that so? The alpha king lives here too?” I felt his palm on my body, and then he yanked me closer, causing me to lean my head on his shoulder. “Don't worry. The alpha king is powerless and won't catch us, okay.”

Reluctantly, I nodded again.

This time, it was as if my p***y was calling to be f****d. My whole body was heating up and all I wanted was to rip my undies out of my skin.

“Wait, I'll …I'll do it for you.” he whispered to my ear, flinging my arm out from between my thighs. He dipped his palm into my panties and brushed his thumb on my labia.

An intense, ever sweet feeling ran through my body. I licked my lips, urging his palm to never get out of there.

“Ohhh girl, you're wet for me.” he groaned hungrily like he hadn't gotten a taste of p***y before, his fingers rubbing down my p***y, sending butterflies all over me.

I gasped in pleasure when I felt his finger digging deep into me. He slid it deeper and began thrusting in and out of me.