Rejected but still desired

Damsel in distress

Selena POV:

I was making the toasted cheese as instructed when the luna stomped into the kitchen. Irritation and anger radiating off her. "Selena!" She growled, I momentarily turned to face her, "yes," I said trying not to sound out my own irritation, this crap was getting old and in two weeks I would be free to leave this hell hole. It seems the closer I get to my birthday, the more frayed my patience becomes. It's almost as if for years all that built up patience and just taking all the s**t was slowly dissolving and it was like I was beginning to care less and less. The Luna stood narrowing her eyes at me, almost as if she was trying to decipher something in me. I took the toasted cheese off the hot plate and sighed, "how can I help you Luna Anna?" I asked and I watched as her face contorted into the ugliest expression that I had ever seen, "how dare you talk to me!?" She growled, I honestly felt too tired to be phased by her and just looked at her. Waiting for her to get this over with, "my son may have a soft spot for you but I don't!" She shouted, I knew the other girls were listening in, the kitchen echoed and they were not far from ear shot. "Well, your son's toasted cheese is getting cold," I said lifting the plate and making to leave. A bold move, I know. "Someone else can take it for him, I have a different job for you!" She growled again, I put the plate down and waited for her to tell me. "What are you waiting for!?" She snapped again, "follow me!" She started stomping away but I was just confused, she seemed so angry for no reason and it seemed like I was the person she was taking out her frustrations on. I dragged my feet onwards, following her as she fumed silently. Then I felt myself perk up with anxiety, we were heading towards the dungeon. Oh f**k! She continued to ramp on and I continued to follow, now more alert. She stopped in front of the dungeon and had a guard open the heavy doors, of course she wouldn't ruin her perfectly manicured nails. "Get inside!" She growled, "why?" I asked, refusing to move any further, refusing to go back there. "Are you challenging me!?" She growled, "maybe!" I stood taller now, feeling a surge of confidence in myself, I may not be the strongest or the most powerful and hell! I didn't have a wolf yet! But I would rather fight now then end up back down there in the dank darkness. She grabbed my arm with her well manicured finger nails, digging those perfect nails into my skin but I wouldn't give her the pleasure of seeing me in pain. Still, I refused to move. "Is there a problem here ladies?" Came his cold yet smooth voice. Luna Anna seemed to freeze instantly but she still had not let go. I heard his smooth steps get closer until I could directly feel him behind my back. His breath was making the hairs on the back of my neck stand and my stomach was now in knots. He spun me away from Luna Anna and forced me to face him. Raze's dark hair was falling over his eye and he looked strikingly gorgeous and if it weren't for his psychotic tendencies I probably would of swooned. He smiled at me sweetly, "what did you do now?" He asked and I was paralyzed, too afraid to say anything. His hand snaked up and started stroking my cheek, "your skin is so soft," he smiled and closed his eyes. I watched him inhale me as he pressed me close to him, "and you smell divine." I wanted to push away. "Let us walk!" Just like that he was pulling me away from Luna Anna and I couldn't even look back to look at her face but I was grateful to be anywhere but near that dungeon. "You seem to get yourself into a lot of uncomfortable situations, " noted Raze, "I would strongly disagree, I feel that uncomfortable situations seem to find me." He smiled at that and looked down at me, there was something predatory in his eyes and again I got that shiver that crawled up my spine. "Are you cold?" He asked pulling me into his chest tightly before I could even respond. "You do smell very delicious," he said again and I think it's a red flag if anyone compliments you more than once on how 'delicious' you smell. I tried to push away but his grip was so tight. Finally, he let go. "Join me for dinner tonight," he said as he brushed back his dark silky hair, I looked up at him thoughtfully, "I might have plans," I commented and made to turn but he grabbed me and pushed me into the wall, my chest was pressed against the wall, my arms were held firmly against my back as he pressed his whole body against me, "I wouldn't do anything that you wouldn't want me to," he whispered seductively in my ear, "but right now, you're tempting me to punish you." I shivered involuntarily again, his words were cold but sounded like honey. "I'm having dinner tonight and you are joining me, I will send a dress." And with that, he let go, his hands returned to his suit pocket and he strolled away again like none of this absurdity happened. My cheeks were burning with embarrassment as I turned and started back to my quarters.