The Rejected Luna

Chapter 4

"It's 'cuz I love you".

My lips went dry again, just like in the afternoon. I didn't turn. Was he playing with me? Jack, who had always been into Jazz, was in love with me? Unbelievable. He is definitely playing me.

"You a**hole. Yeah, why not make fun of the dumb girl that has liked you for ages, right?", I was stomping towards him.

"Sie wait I'm serious okay, I love you and I would rather marry you than anyone else in the world", he looked genuine, 'I shouldn't fall for the lies', I thought to myself.

"Alright then, since when have you loved me?", If he was going to lie, let's see how long it lasted.

"Since 4 years ago, I've loved you since then. I mean, why do you think Jazz did all that stuff to you, huh? Why do you think I still apologize for the way she harassed you, huh? She did it because she was jealous because I told her it was you I wanted and not her, so she got mad and took it out on you."

"What?", I was speechless. "I'm sorry and I will always be sorry for putting you through all that, but that's the reason I never had the guys to tell you how I felt. I was scared you would want to have nothing to do with me. But I'm not a coward anymore, Sie, I'm no longer running from my feelings", he came closer to me, so close that I could feel his breath, "Look, we don't have to get married now, I'm not asking you to leave your whole life behind and marry me. I'm just asking. He you give me a chance, we could date for awhile", at this point he was whispering to me even though no one was there. His lips grazed my ear as he spoke. "Would you just think about it please, for me?", my body was heating up quickly, I could feely blush as he looked at me waiting for a reply, "Okay, I'll think about it", I finally said. "Thanks", he said and kissed my cheek before leaving.

My face turned completely red, I don't even know if he knew how he made me feel. Just looking at him made the world seem so bright. He was the only thing that brought me joy after my mother died and my Dad took Olivia as his new wife. She made my life a living hell. She treated me like a maid and always accused me of either boring my mother to death or tiring her to death. Dad always took her side because he didn't want to upset her. She used to be so much nicer before he married her though, when she was just my mom's friend to me. A lot has changed since mom, too much.

***

"There is really nothing to think about because my answer is still a 'no'. I mean, even if I am going to marry him, I need to make sure he's the one. My birthday is in 2 days so we'll know then", I explained to Clair.

She scoffed, "Tristan and I haven't felt the bond yet and I turned 18 six months ago, hunny, so maybe that's not how it works. I mean Tristan is 22 and Jack is 23 and they haven't felt the bond yet", she sighed, "I'm getting scared Sie, what if it isn't him and that's why we haven't felt the bond yet? I don't think I can survive without him", she started sobbing. "Hey, hey it's fine okay, you will feel it, okay? Just be patient, give it time. You guys are perfect for each other", I hugged her. She moved back a bit and wiped her tears, "But honestly Sie, it's been two weeks already, would you just tell him something? I mean he is offering a relationship, isn't that what you wanted", "Clair, he intends to take it all the way to marriage in a few months, so what's the point? I know he is trying to meet me half way, but if he really took my feelings into consideration, then maybe he would have told me how he felt a lot sooner. That would have saved us all this stress".

"There is something you aren't telling me Sie, what is it?", Clair was right. I wanted to tell her the whole truth, but how could I. I mean how could I tell her that I was declining to marry the man of my dreams, because of a bunch of dreams without sounding crazy. She just wouldn't understand.

"Come on, I'll walk you half way home", I said, trying to change the subject. "Is Olivia back already, I thought she wouldn't be back till next week? I came here for a sleepover", Clair said in whispers. "She isn't back but I would like to be alone C, I have a lot to think about", I was adamant. "Okay fine, you win ", she said, grabbing her sleepover bag.

***

It was 10:48pm on my phone as I walked back home alone. I felt sorry for driving Clair away like that, I would have to make it up to her later. I laughed to myself, remembering how she threw a tantrum while I walked her half way home. She is so adorable.

"Sierra". The voice made me jump, I turned to look left and right, I was standing in front of the building for general affairs, the office of the Alpha. I walked closer to the building and noticed a figure on its front porch. "Jack?", I called out.

"Hello Sierra". I immediately knew who it was, "Grey, I mean Alpha Grey, is that you?". He chuckled as I called out, "Yes it is Sierra". There was a way he always spoke which made it easy to differentiate his voice from others, when he spoke it was like he was trying to send a message to me, to my soul, it was hard to understand, but every word he said sounded, I don't know, special?

"Come closer. Let me see your face", he said. "Alpha Grey, I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry for treating you without respect at our first encounter. I swear I had no idea who you were and I promise you that…", his laugh cut me off "Sit with me Sierra'', I sat next to him in silence. I could feel his eyes on me, watching me. I looked up but he didn't look away, he looked sad just like when we first met, like he was thinking deeply.

"W-why do you always look at me like that?", I caught him off guard with my question, but he still didn't look away and said "No words can describe your beauty, you are beyond beautiful, perfect even". My jaw dropped, I was speechless. Was he flirting with me? Noticing my reaction, he looked away and said "A poem. One of my favorite lines'', I wasn't convinced at all, he was a bad liar. "Oh yeah, what is the title of the poem?", I asked mockingly, he just laughed, "Are you going to marry Jack?" He looked very serious now, what was up with this Alpha and mood swings?

"That's none of your business", I was defensive, his question was unexpected. He was silent again.

"Do you love him?", He was persistent. "I do", I said angrily.

"Is he your mate? Or are you just going to get married to him regardless?", He sounded angry now.

"Who are you to question me about my choices? Stop butting in, okay, this is entirely none of your business and what I do has nothing to do with you". I was about to get up when he leaned in and said, "Marriage is one of the few times in life when you have to make a decision from…", he touched my neck and started drawing a line downwards. I inhaled sharply, my temperature was rising quickly, "... here…", he said as he stopped right on my chest just slightly above my left breast. The tension was building in the air and his eyes turned completely black, he leaned even closer with his hand still on my chest, so close we were. Our lips were only a few inches away, I could feel his breath and my heart started beating faster. His lips parted and I thought he was going to kiss me, but I didn't move at all, it was as if I wanted it. His hand moved away from my chest and slowly to my head and he placed his index finger on my temple, "...not from here". "What?", I had completely forgotten what he had been saying, "oh oh yes, alright", I said quickly as he got up and offered me his hand, "Get up, I'll walk you home".

The walk home was silent and I was grateful for that. I was still trying to get my thoughts together when Grey cleared his throat, "Oh sorry, what did you say?"

"Your house", he pointed forward.

"Oh yeah, thanks for walking me home ", I was so out of it. "You know, tomorrow is my birthday, won't you wish me a happy birthday? We probably won't meet again until after my birthday", I attempted to lighten up the mood that felt weird. "I'm sure I'll see you again before your birthday passes". He was smiling and walking backwards, away from me, "Good night Sierra". He turned and walked away.

'What does he mean?', I thought as I closed the door behind me.