Heir of Luna

~8~

A hand slaps over my mouth as Alpha Drakos’ body presses to mine. My eyes flutter shut as his hard body seals mine against the door.

“Please don’t say that,” his words are almost a growl. He inhales deeply against my neck and a groan follows. “You smell divine.” He slowly removes his hand from my mouth and once he is confident I won’t say it he spins me to face him. He gently presses his body against my front now and heat surges through me. “I do not know what has been going on between you and my brother. I also do not care.” I open my mouth to speak but he places a finger there to silence me again. “But just so we are clear. You are mine Cleo. The goddess made us mates for a reason and I intend to honour that. If you give me a chance I will prove to you that I am worthy.”

My heart is beating so fast that I think it might explode out of my chest.

“Worthy?” I whisper the question.

He holds my intense gaze as he nods in confirmation.

My brows knit together in confusion. It is I who is unworthy of him.

“Will you give me a chance Cleo?” He says the words softer this time. His face inches closes and he rests his forehead on mine.

I swallow the lump in my throat as his hand slides up the side of my tender neck. He squeezes a little as he waits for my reply. I give the only answer my mind is capable of forming right now.

“Yes.”

A glorious smile spreads across his face before his lips land on mine. My mind haywires as his warm mouth moves against mine. His hand is still firmly against my pulsing neck and my hands land on his biceps. His bare biceps.

Just as my mind wakes up and I respond to his kiss he pulls away.

“That’s my good girl.” He places a tender kiss to the tip of my nose and steps away. “I will have your belongings moved to my rooms.”

“No.” I blurt out before thinking.

He looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

“I wish to stay in my own room.” I confirm.

He nods in agreement. “Okay. For now. Can you at least tell me how you got the black eye and cut nose?” I hesitate a moment, “I- erm. My father, he…”

He nods, “Josiah was telling me about a girl being mistreated by her father. That was you?”

I look down at my feet in shame. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

He grabs a towel off his desk and drapes it around his neck. “Let’s go.” He takes my hand in his and gestures to the door.

“Where?” I ask as he leads me from the room.

“I need to shower before I make an appearance at the school.” He starts leading me upstairs with him. “You will come with me to the school.”

“Okay. But I don’t think I need to come with you to the shower,” I squeak out.

He chuckles at that, “no. But my wolf is calmer when you are near. You can wait for me in my room. If that’s okay?”

“Oh, okay.”

-

Drakos shows me into his room and closes the door behind us. I glance around at the midnight blue and cream room. It is nice, clean. He has a large bookshelf along the one wall so I walk over and start looking at the titles. I am surprised to find a lot of fantasy titles.

“Make yourself comfortable, I won’t be long.” Alpha Drakos says before heading into the en suite bathroom.

I move away from the books and instead look out the windows. If I open the doors I could step onto the veranda and see out into the woods. I decide against that as I don’t want people to see me in the Alpha’s room.

I hear the water running so decide to sit on the bed a while. I sit by the pillows, one leg tucked under me. The other leg dangles off the side. I chew my lip and glance around again. I look to my left and notice a magazine on the bedside table.

I lay it in front of me on the bed.

‘Wolves today are not warriors’ printed across the top. It is an article about the younger generation of werewolves being too pampered to fight. I guess this problem on the borders is serious then. I am most certainly not strong enough to be a warrior. There is no way I can make a good Luna.

I won’t make the same mistake of trying to just reject Alpha Drakos but I do need to discuss this with him. He needs to understand that I am not good enough to be a Luna.

The bathroom door opens and I glance up to see Alpha Drakos walk past in nothing but a towel. It is hanging low on his hips. I feel my mouth bob open like a fish as I gawk at him. His sublime skin is covered in little water droplets. My eyes move up his toned arms until I reach his hair. His dark curls are wet and hang over his face.

Oh holy goddess, you are a b***h for dangling him before me.

His face turns toward me as he reaches the closet and a smirk plays on his lips. s**t. He knows I am gawking at him.

I drop my eyes back down to the magazine and pretend I was not looking.