Yours, The Rejected Luna

Chapter 2

We just entered the very hip bar, or is it a nightclub? Seems like a bit of both. As soon as we walk in, I’m engulfed by the varying odours of smoke, sweat and alcohol. The DJ is on fire on the lower half of the space, couples on the dance floor grinding their bodies against one another. Upstairs, is the bar with booths overlooking the dance floor below. Lucy drags me along and I see Jules, her usual short bob is now bleached blue, sitting at the booth closest to the stairs leading below but to my horror, she isn’t alone, Matt, a close friend of Ryan’s, is sitting next to her. I stop, halting Lucy as well, and I lean in, “what is he doing here? I thought this is our girl’s night?”

Lucy, now noticing Matt, gives me an apprehensive look, “Nat don’t worry so much. He’s here alone.”

“You don’t know that” I mumble to myself as we walk to the booth. Matt and Ryan are usually glued to the hip; if I had known Matt was gonna be here, I would’ve stayed home. But Jules being Jules probably invited him, she’s had a crush on him since forever ago. She’s always had a thing for short blondes, whether they be guys or girls. I wave at Jules, and she has this huge grin plastered on her face. She stands up and hugs Lucy and me. Jules, like Lucy, has always had fashion sense but in her own unique way, unlike me, she wears a low-cut v-neck red glitter top with a short leather skirt; always has to make a statement with her clothes.

“You both finally made it! Now we can party!”

“Yeah, we would’ve been here sooner, but someone got distracted.” Lucy side glances at me before she takes a seat next to Jules.

“Let me guess, another werewolf romance novel?” Jules grins and sits back down.

“I can’t help it, jeez. They are so good and I get hooked.” I stare at the empty seat between Lucy and Matt and glance up only to see Matt staring back at me.

“Don’t worry. I wont bite.” Matt says in; I know this is his not so subtle way in taking a jab at my reading werewolf books but I won’t let him get to me.

“I’m sure.” I hesitantly sit down and place my clutch on the table. “Hopefully you guys weren’t waiting too long.”

Just then, a server with a tray of tequila shots stops by our booth. “Here you go, enjoy!” She places the shots on our table, winks at Lucy, then walks away. I glance at Lucy and even in the dim lighting, I am still able to see a hint of pink on her cheeks.

“Look at you, it’s barely been five minutes and you’re already blushing.” I can’t help but tease her.

“I am not!” Lucy lightly nudges me.

“What? She’s cute.” I look back at the server who is now at another table taking their order; she has her black hair straightened and her tight V-neck top which shows plenty of her cleavage while her tight short jeans leave little to the imagination. “I don’t swing that way, but she seems to be your type.”

I turn back around and see Jules grinning like the Chesire Cat while she pushes a tequila shot in front of each of us and holds hers up, “I’m all for that Lucy, you hit that. Here’s to an epic night!”

I lift my tequila shot up, clink them with theirs and down it, feeling the warmth down my throat. I place my now empty shot glass back on the table and tell myself I need to pace myself. I’ve always been a lightweight; the last time I went out for drinks, I only had two shots and I was totally wasted. Matt shoves another shot in front of me and looks at me.

“Have another.”

“No thanks, I’m good for now.”

“You’re gonna need it, Natalya.”

“I said I’m good.”

Matt shrugs and chugs it and slams the shot glass down. “Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.”

I shrug it off and glance around; the DJ is still rocking the tunes with couples dancing away and that’s when I see them, two of the hottest guys I have ever seen slowly make their way through the crowd. While both of them are tall, one of them screams dominance. He has to be at least 6’3 easy, has light brown hair and a body that should be illegal to have. His black muscle shirt is barely able to hold his arms and his low hanging jeans are unable to hide his toned lower half. He seems to be scanning the room for something, or someone. Maybe he’s looking for his girlfriend because no one that fine can be single, I couldn’t help but think to myself. I notice his friend, not as tall with short dark brown hair, wearing torn jeans and a white dress shirt with the first couple of buttons loose and his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. He doesn’t seem as muscle toned as the other one, but he still looks fine, with a capital f. I suddenly feel an elbow to my ribs.

“Ow.” I rub at the spot and glare at Lucy. “What was that for?”

Lucy doesn’t respond because she’s staring at something else. I follow her gaze to the very last person I ever wanted to see.

“Ryan.”

I feel my heart beating out of my chest and curse myself for him still being able to affect me. He still looks good; his black curls still run rampant on his head, wearing only a pair of jeans and one of his many band t-shirts, he stares back at me longingly.

“Nat, it’s been a while. You look good.”

I can’t hold his gaze any longer, so I draw my attention to Lucy and Jules who share a quick glance with one another. I don’t want to be here anymore. I need to get the hell out of here, but I don’t want him to think that I can’t handle being around him. He must think he’s so cool, showing up here and spoiling my girl’s night, I’ll show him. I grab Lucy’s hand and force her and I to stand.

“Come on Lucy, let’s go dance.”

I practically drag Lucy away from the table, but she doesn’t fight off my grip on her hand. We make it to the dance floor as the DJ starts a new song, Havana, starts to play and I release Lucy’s hand from my grip and start to sway my hips.

“I love this song” Lucy and I say simultaneously. We squeal like a couple of teenagers and take each others’ hands, giggling as Lucy twirls me into her and then back out. I spin around so we dance back-to-back, and I raise my hands enjoying the song.

I look up and can see our table; Jules is busy on her phone while Matt and Ryan clink their glasses together and drink. Ryan looks at me and smirks and continues to stare at me like he wants to eat me up.

Your loss buddy, I’ll show you what you’ve been missing. Keeping my eyes on Ryan, I undo my ponytail, shaking my head slowly, making my long hair flow freely. I notice Ryan licking is bottom lip; it seems he’s enjoying the show. I give him a sly grin as I place my hands behind my neck, showing off my wavy hair. Ryan smirks at that; he always enjoyed grabbing my hair. I give him the stink eye, shoot him a glare before flipping him off looking smug watching as his smirk quickly leaves his face. I turn around giving him my back as I face Lucy again and dance.

I throw my hands in the air and really start to get into the next song. Lucy faces me with a gleam in her eye and a mischievous smile while her eyes widen at something behind me. Suddenly I feel a pair of hands on my hips and my back is pulled into a hard warm chest.

Goosebumps erupt all over my body. A pair of hands hold my waist possessively and I tilt my head to the side as I feel his breath against my neck. I feel him inhale deeply and his hold on me tightens.

“You smell divine.” His unfamiliar, deep ragged voice gives me chills and I feel him inhale again and I can’t help but grind my ass against his already hard member. I feel his hard chest rumble behind me; he seems to enjoy the effect he’s having on me. Well likewise, buddy. His hands start to roam my body; one of them rests on my stomach while the other wraps around my hair.

I need to know who he is; I need to see him. I quickly turn around and come face to face with one of the men I noticed earlier; the more dominant appearing one stands before me. As soon as I look into his eyes, I can’t help but feel like I’m being pulled into a kind of trance. His blue eyes seem to be calling to me but the more I stare into them the darker they seem to get. His grip on my waist tightens and he stares into my eyes.

“Mine.”

I’m so engrossed in his changing eyes I don’t really pay attention to what he just said. I notice movement behind him and realize it’s the other guy I saw earlier as well. He looks at me and I notice his brown eyes almost shimmer for a moment; his face twitches like he’s trying to hold back a smile. He glances to his friend, nods his head slightly then walks away. I look back at the man in front of me and he brings one of his hands to cup the side of my face. I can’t help but close my eyes and lean into his touch.

“What’s your name?”

“Natalya.”

“Natalya.”

I open my eyes as he says my name. “What’s yours?”

“I’m Logan and you, my Natalya, you are someone I have waited a long time for.”

I scrunch my nose in confusion. “What do you mean?” I notice his friend reappear and nods his head slightly at Logan.

“Come, its time to leave.”

Before I can respond, Logan takes my hand and leads me off the dancefloor. I quickly look behind me to see if I can see Lucy but she’s busy dancing with some blonde girl. She sees me and gives a little wave and smiles and continues to dance. Some friend I have; just gonna let me leave with some random guy but knowing Lucy, she probably thinks I’m going to go ‘have some fun’. Logan’s friend steps in my view of Lucy and I face forward again. Logan leads us to a back door where a big bulky guy in all black is standing guard and opens the door. The door closes quickly behind us, and we are in a dark hallway of some kind; the walls are painted black and to my right I see another hallway, but it seems to be curtained off near the end. Logan continues straight, nods to another bulky looking guy before he opens another door, and I am met with fresh air.

Logan stops as the door behind us closes, he keeps his eyes on me and doesn’t release my hand. “Jasper, go get the car so we can be on our way.”

“Yes, Alpha.” The other guy, Jasper, leaves us as he walks around the corner.

I was so entranced with Logan’s eyes that I just realized what Jasper said. “Alpha?”

Logan smirks and brings my hand to his mouth and kisses it softly. “Yes, darling. That’s me.” He still has a hold of my hand, only now he draws slow circles with his thumb.

“Is that some kind of joke? What’s next, you’re gonna tell me you’re taking me back to your pack?”

Logan tilts his head slightly. “Yes, I’m taking you back to my pack, our pack.”

I can’t hold my laughter any longer so that’s exactly what I do; I laugh. Logan looks confused and releases my hand. I laugh so hard I have tears running down my cheeks. As I wipe my tears away and try to calm my laughter; Jasper pulls up to the side of the road getting out of the black Escalade.

Jasper looks from Logan then to me then back to Logan. “Is she going to be alright? What’s wrong with her?”

Logan crosses his arms against his chest, looking amused. “She’s taking this better than I expected.”

Jasper’s eyes widen. “Wait, what? You told her everything?”

Logan shakes his head. “No, not everything. Not yet at least.”

“Logan, we have to tread carefully. She’s a human; I know she’s your mate man but, I’m not sure how everyone is going to react, and I think you know who I am referring to.”

“Relax, Jasper. She’s my mate. They’ll have no choice in the matter. The pack will accept their Luna.”

By this time, I am no longer laughing, and my tears have stopped. I glance from Logan to Jasper, and I get this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. “Okay seriously guys, stop. It’s not funny anymore.”

“Do you see any of us laughing, sweetheart?” Logan uncrosses his arms and has a smug grin on his face. He offers me his hand. “As much as I would love to continue this conversation, we need to leave.”

I take a step back, earning a low growl from Logan, “I’m not going anywhere with you until someone tells me what the hell is going on.”

Logan takes one long stride and is right in front of me before I can react, “What’s going on is you’re coming with us, now.” He roughly takes my arm and starts pulling me to their vehicle.

“No!” I yell and yank my arm out of his vise grip. He didn’t seem to expect that reaction since he looks absolutely furious. Jasper places his hand on Logan’s shoulder.

“Easy, Alpha. If I may…” Jasper looks at me with his big brown eyes, almost pleading at me. “Luna-“

“My name is Natalya.”

“Natalya, I’m Beta Jasper. And I think it’s best if you come with us, willingly, before something happens.”

I scoff and cross my arms. “And why the hell would I do that? You don’t think I know what’s going on here?”

Logan’s nostrils flare, “Please, enlighten us.”

“So what? You’re the big bad Alpha and you’re his Beta. Since I’m his mate I’m the Luna and you’re taking me back to your pack. Look, I get it. You guys are hilarious, and I must say your performance is outstanding but I’m gonna call it. I get it. Lucy likes making fun of the fact that I like werewolf romance novels, but this is just pushing it. I’ve had enough and I’m going home.”

Before I can walk away, Logan and Jasper share a look. Jaser sighs and looks at me with sympathy. “This isn’t what you think this is.”

“So what?” I am starting to get frustrated. “It wasn’t Lucy who put you up to this? Then who? Oh my God, it was Ryan wasn’t it? That’s why he showed up tonight. I should have known-“

Before I could finish, Logan grasps my neck and rams me into the hard concrete wall. I gasp and wince on impact.

“Alpha!”

“Who the f**k is Ryan?!” Logan practically roars in my face. His grip tightens around my neck, and I start to feel lightheaded. I start scratching at Logan’s hand and arm to try to get him to let me go with no avail.

“Lo-Log-Logan. I ca-can’t bre-athe.”

Jasper tries to reason with Logan but he’s too enraged. “Logan, you need to reign in control. You’re hurting her. You’re hurting your MATE.”

I look at Logan’s eyes and his eyes are no longer so dark, and I feel his grip on my neck loosen. Jasper notices this and pries his hands off me. I stumble across the wall and cough harshly, trying to gain my breath back. I hear Logan breathing deeply and see Jasper kneel at my side.

“Natalya, just breath. You’re okay.” Jasper reaches for me, but I stumble back out of his reach.

“Don’t touch me.” My voice is raspy, and it feels so dry. I touch my neck but wince at the soreness.

“s**t, Natalya. I lost control. I’m sorry.” Logan stands at my side, but I walk away from both him and Jasper. I take a couple of deep slow breaths then turn around to face the two of them.

“I’m going home, and I never want to see either one of you again.” I start to turn away but stop and look at Logan. “And for your information, Ryan is my EX-boyfriend. I hurt HIM; I pushed HIM away so don’t think for one second, I’ll have any trouble in walking away from YOU.”

I notice Jasper’s eyes widen and he shakes his head at me, but I don’t care; I just need to get the hell out of here. I walk away as I hear growling.

“s**t Logan. Don’t-“

Before I make it a few steps aways my hair is roughly grabbed making my head tilt to the side; I feel warm air from the heavy breathing against the side of my neck.

“You’re not going anywhere. You’re MINE.” All of a sudden, an immense pain shoots through my body as his teeth pierce my skin. I scream but Logan covers my mouth with one of his hands muffling my scream while the other hand wraps around my stomach, holding me in place. The pain is excruciating and I am immobilised to fight Logan off. My muffled scream tapers off and I feel so weak. Logan uncovers my mouth and I whimper from the pain. I feel his teeth removed from my skin and his tongue seems to slowly be licking where the pain is. He kisses me softly where he bit me. He removes his hand from my stomach, and I stumble forward a bit.

I bring my hand to the side of my neck and wince; it’s still sensitive. I look horrified at Logan. “You bit me.”

“You gave me no choice, Natalya. No one walks away from me.”

Jasper now stands beside Logan, looking at me with pity.

“That’s such bull s**t and you know it. What the hell Logan. You bit me! Who the hell does that?”

I am frozen in place as Logan strides towards me. “We are werewolves. This isn’t some joke or prank, Natalya. I am an Alpha and I just claimed what’s mine. And you, Natalya, are coming with us.”

“No…” I suddenly feel dizzy and stumble backward, but Logan is right there and catches me. I look into his blue eyes as he stares at me. I can’t seem to catch my breath; my breathing comes out in short breaths. This cannot be happening, this isn’t real. THEY aren’t real. I notice his blue eyes getting darker and Logan continues to stare at me. His eyes, oh my God his eyes! “Your wolf is showing Alpha.” I softly giggle and let the darkness take me.