Barren Luna Has A Son

Chapter 2

Rosa POV

I paced the whole room trying to settle the words Samantha told me the other day. Never have I thought of doing anything that would make him feel bad or sad, but now I have no choice.

I heard a loud growl from within. My wolf, Racheal. "You would defy the walls of the pack and the holiness the pack holds!"

"I only care about proving them wrong and not what the pack claims!"

I kept pacing the room back and forth while I tried to settle my thoughts.

Flash memories came rushing through my head like fire streaming down from a volcano.

The day he kissed me, the day he pressed me hard against the walls, the day he sucked my c**t as if his life depended on it. The day he forced me to moan his name out loud like a lazy slut.

"Rosa..." The call of my name dragged me back into the present.

"What the f**k is your problem, Alpha Marvel?" I jolted up almost immediately, my face filled with boiling rage.

"Why did you have to seek confirmation from my mother?" I let out a chuckle almost immediately.

"Why do you have to tell her everything that happens between us, arh?" I spoke back without fear or hesitation.

His facial expression didn't dare flinch. He just hardened it, trying to look like the strong warrior he isn't.

"Because I am the man!"

"No, Marvel, it's because you're nothing more than a weakling."

"Do you dare call me a weakling?" He closed the gap between us, his breath touching my skin, hot and sharp.

"Yes, Marvel, you're nothing more than a cry baby."

"You don't dare talk back at me like that, I'm the Alpha!" His voice came out loud and full of anger this time.

"Don't forget I made you who you are today."

He laughed out loud.

"You must be joking, Rosa."

I stepped back gently, turned away from him and went back to sitting on the bed, this time with a strong aura, both legs crossed.

"In a few months' time, let's see who would be joking, Marvel."

He let out a loud venomous hiss.

"Just so you're aware, I won't be home tonight, I will be out with the girls."

He immediately stopped and turned back at me, his expression changed slightly.

"Aren't you ashamed of hanging out with other mothers?" He let out a scoff that felt mixed with pure hatred.

"You must not remind me that you're impotent, Marvel!" I bit my finger, while still maintaining my demeanour.

I slowly looked up at him, his face had already returned to the same old face filled with anger.

"Rosa..."

"Marvel......."

His lips looked like they were glued together, but his eyes spoke the words he couldn't say. He turned and walked out like a shameful and failed warrior.

"Oh, jeez!" I let out a sigh of relief.

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It was 9pm and my phone buzzed.

"Girl, are you ready?" Samantha's voice rang loudly from the other end. I stirred a little and looked at myself one more time.

I felt different for the first time in years. My face, my body, everything felt way more different than it used to be.

"I will be out in five, wait for me outside the pack house."

"That's my girl, I will be waiting." The call ended sharply.

I stood up and walked to the long mirror as I admired myself. I wore something that revealed my skin for the first time in years.

I have always tried to be the perfect wife beside an Alpha, I have always tried to be the best Luna there has ever been in history, but everything just ends up with insults. But now I have stopped being that perfect Luna. Now I am more than just a lady trying to make everyone happy.

I walked out of the room with my hair touching my skin, wearing my open back top and a short pair of jean shorts.

"And where do you think you're going?" It was Marvel, standing right in the hallway like a man who cares.

"And why should it be your business?"

"Because I am your husband and an Alpha!" He said, walking closer to me.

"Okay!"

I didn't say any other word before taking a few steps to walk past him. His hand gripped my wrist.

"You don't dare walk away from an Alpha!"

"Ahh, leave me alone, you're hurting me!"

"Why shouldn't I? What kind of Luna dresses like this and leaves at this time of the night!"

"I am that kind of Luna!" I dragged my hand from his grip. "And next time don't you dare hold me that way." I walked close to him and spat.

I walked faster without him uttering another word. I knew he wouldn't take his gaze off me and my hot self.

I walked towards the pack door and for the first time, no one was there. I slowly opened it and met a young beautiful woman who looked to be in her early twenties, standing right there like someone lost.

"Excuse me," I said, trying to pass her by. She looked at me, but I ignored her and walked out.

Samantha's car was parked outside the pack house. I knocked carefully on the car window.

"Samantha!" The car window slowly went down, and a huge smile from her hit me hard.

"Open up." I didn't hesitate. I pulled the car door open and sat down immediately.

"Let's go!"

The engine kicked in and we zoomed off.

I smiled while scrolling through my phone. Samantha was fully focused on her driving. In less than 30 minutes we were both standing outside a wolf club in the middle of the city.

"How the f**k did you know this place?" Samantha smiled at my question.

She held my hand, walking me into the main club. The club flashed with multiple colors and the music was louder than anything I had heard in years.

"In here you dance away your sorrow!" Samantha laughed while moving her hips to the rhythm of the sound.

I looked around the whole place. Everyone was deep into dancing and drinking.

Soon my legs started moving, and my hips too.

"I wanna get some water." Samantha came close and whispered the words gently into my ear. I nodded while still vibing to the rhythm.

I felt a tap from behind. I turned immediately. "Hey beautiful!"

He was handsome, tall, with nice hair, well-built shoulders, and smelled nice.

"Hello."

"Can I dance with you?" I nodded without thinking twice.

He held my hands with a broad smile. One of his hands slowly went to my waist while the other held my hand. We moved from left to right without my eyes leaving his.

Slowly he came closer to my face, his breathing touching mine. Slowly I felt his lips against mine. Something felt passionate and intense, but I pulled myself back from it.

I released myself from him.

"What's your name?"

"Rosa! What's yours?"

"Logan!"