The Scorned Luna Lives Again!

Chapter Eighteen

When Ashlyn woke up she found herself in Ryker's room, her cheeks flustered as she noticed her clothes were changed and her hair carefully braided. She instinctively covered herself when Ryker came in, his eyes full of mischief as she glared at him.

"Are you bothered by the idea of me seeing you naked?" He purred as he walked closer to her, his eyes full of amusement as she fidgeted in place.

Ashlyn turned redder the more she thought of his hands removing her clothes and exploring her sleeping, vulnerable form. The worst part was she didn't hate the idea which only made her feel like some kind of pervert. She turned away from him, trying to hide her thoughts.

"It's improper to change a lady without her permission, alpha." She looked at him firmly.

He was surprised and began chuckling. "You're adorable...well my dear, I'll let you in on a little secret" He got close enough to whisper in her ear, her breath hitching as the heat of his breath hit her neck. "One of the omegas changed you." He smiled as her expression flickered to realization, shame and guilt all in a matter of seconds.

"Oh" she managed sheepishly. She could help but feel a bit disappointed which he quickly noticed.

He grinned devilishly. "You seem disappointed, would you rather I have been the one?"

She glared at him, her face flustered again. She refused to respond but her silence only confirmed his theory. After a moment of silence Ryker summoned one of the omegas to bring them breakfast.

The two of them sat out on his balcony, enjoying the fresh morning air with their omelettes and toast. It was one of the best mornings Ashlyn had in a long while. After breakfast Ashlyn checked her phone to find dozens of missed calls and messages.

Some were messages of concern from Mikhail but most of them were Jacob berating her and blaming her for Ryker's behavior towards Lily. The messages got nastier and nastier the longer she read, her hands were trembling with mixed feelings of rage and heartache, it wasn't until Ryker took her phone that she noticed she had started to cry.

He crushed it in his hand, turning it to dust with ease. "Don't concern yourself with those beneath you." He growled protectively as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.

She hadn't realized how comforting his embrace was. The ache in her heart melted away in his heat and his scent cleared her mind of all the negativity. She found herself unable to pull away from him, to distance herself like she told herself she needed to.

Ryker smiled, inhaling her sweet scent as she nestled into him. They would have stood embraced forever if Jasper hadn't interrupted them with a subtle knock.

"Alpha Ryker." His tone firm, he looked at them almost apologetically. "There's something that needs your attention, Alpha."

Ryker was annoyed but duties came before pleasure. He gently kissed Ashlyn's head softly, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon." He gave her one last look before leaving her alone in his room.

Ashlyn sat on the bed, her heart heavy as she waited for Ryker. Hours passed and she felt herself growing more and more on edge. When the door finally opened she was excited to see Ryker who was exhausted but in one piece.

"The actress for the upcoming film was caught sleeping with the producer...it's a f*****g mess." He growled with frustration, collapsing on the bed beside her.

Ashlyn thought back to her past life, his biggest star was Ginger Foxx. She claimed to be from a simple, humble background but she was secretly a wealthy Heiress. Every hardship and difficult life choice that she made that led to her popularity had all been a carefully orchestrated lie to gain sympathy and fame.

She wanted something to do and decided being a starlet was the kind of fun she needed, when her father found out he stormed into Starlight Industries and caused a massive commotion that broke media attention. It was the same time Marcus took a leap in the industries using Starlight's scandal to his advantage.

She thought long and hard for a moment before speaking. "You should let her go." When he looked at her with a raised brow she continued "It's still early in production right? Do a recast and send her to a wellness center to work on her issues, you'll look benevolent and caring to the public and if she acts up again it'll look like she is ungrateful for your assistance in the public eye."

He thought about it, it was a big move to make and recasting could be bad for morale as well as quality but he felt inclined to trust her judgement.

"Alright. I'll go with your plan but you'll owe me if it goes south." He said playfully.

Ashlyn smirked and leaned in closer to him, whispering in his ear. "And what do I get if it's a success?"

He smiled and pulled her close, holding her tightly as he looked into her large ruby eyes. "I'll be yours to do with as you please, how does that sound hm?" He purred against her throat, the vibrations causing her to breathe to b***h as she arched her back.

"R..Ryker..." She whimpered as he began to gently trail his fingers over her flesh, her heart racing as his touch lingered between reverence and raw desire.

"Ashlyn..." He breathed out, barely containing himself as his hands tightened on her hips.

He had never felt this way before, he had grown used to women constantly trying to seduce. It has grown so irritating he found most women repulsive just to be near but there was something about Ashlyn. She was beautiful, strong and full of life in a way he found far too intoxicating. He wanted to lock her away and keep her light to himself but he didn't want to cross her boundaries, he wanted her to be ready to accept him.

Ashlyn watched the struggle in his eyes, the way his eyes burned with need and want. The eyes of an alpha fighting his instincts to ensure she felt comfortable. It touched her in ways she couldn't possibly describe.

In the past Marcus just took her, any semblance of pleasure she felt was forced by their bond but in reality it was often a terrifying and painful experience. He would use her and then leave her laying there, no kind words or affection to show she was anything but a toy.

The experiences with Marcus and the rogues her sister forced on her in the past left lingering scars on her heart. She wasn't sure she could ever be intimate again but the way Ryker's scent made her feel so warm and safe gave her courage to try.

She nodded softly, an acknowledgement between them as he leaned forward to kiss her. It was soft. Sweet. It was like nothing she had experienced before. The way his tongue gently parted her lips to dance with hers made her entire body quiver. Her breathing deepened as she moved her hips against his, needing to feel more of him as her cheeks flushed with desire.

He found her inexperience endearing, he began guiding her movements carefully so she could feel his length through his slacks. She whimpered with need as he gently teased her through her silk panties.

The sounds she made and the way her scent filled his nose made it almost impossible to resist just sinking into her wanton body but he resisted. He wanted her pleasure more than his own.

Ashlyn looked up at him, her eyes glistening beautifully with lust. Her soft, pale rosy lips tremble with every shaky breath. "Please...Ryker...I..I need you..."

His eyes flashed at her sincerity. He couldn't take it anymore. The look in her eyes, the way she said his name, the way her breasts heaved with every breath. It was maddening. He needed her too and he needed her now.

"Hold on little wolf, I'm going to make you mine." He growled with a loving possessiveness that made her heart thunder in her chest.

Marcus had claimed her like property but this was different, she wasn't an object to him. She was a treasure. To be enjoyed and cherished. He wanted to own her in every way she deserved and needed.

She blushed brightly, her voice taking on an alluring tone as she faced him. "Then take me."