A Luna Scorned

Chapter 8

I awoke to an empty bed. I wasn’t sure when Liam had left. It made me sad that he had left without saying anything. I knew he was a busy man, but after spending the night with him, I felt an even stronger pull to be with him. I sighed and rolled over to face the window. The soft morning light gently illuminated the room. It was so strange to not wake up in my bed, in my room. I felt like a very unwelcome guest. My stomach let out a loud grumble. I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed. Six fifteen. I wasn’t sure how things worked here. Do I just go down for breakfast? Is it served at a specific time? Do they even serve it here or do you just get it yourself like in my pack? I decided I would just get ready for the day and head down. If no one was around, maybe I could find something to eat myself. I opened the french doors that led out to the balcony but before I could step out, my ears were greeted with the sound of arguing. I slowly poked my head around the corner to see what all the hubbub was about. Liam and Rachel were standing out on the balcony of her room. He had his arms around her waist and hers were crossed over her chest. He was trying to kiss her lips, but she turned away in anger.

“Sweetheart, she is to be the new Luna. She is my mate. I’m sorry, but this is our life now. I found my true mate, my true love. You will too. I’m sure you will. I will help you in any way that I can. We can host a party and invite every pack we can. Your mate has to be in one of them.”

“But what if he isn’t?” Rachel whined. “What if I don’t have a mate? You’re just going to kick me to the curb? Abandon me?”

“Baby, I'm not abandoning you.”

“But you are! First you’re going to make me leave my home, then what next? You’re going to break up with me?”

“Well, yeah. About that. We need to end this. We need to move on. I have found my true mate, and I don’t want to stop you from finding yours. The feeling is amazing. It’s like everything I felt with you, but stronger. So much stronger. I have a desire to be with her all of the time.”

“But you don’t love her like you love me.” She sniffled.

“Not yet. But I don’t know her like I know you. The moon goddess has chosen her for me. She is my perfect mate. The one that is meant to be with me, for the better of our pack.”

“But I’m best for your pack!” She screeched.

“Well, you’ve done a really good job stepping into the Luna roll. But it’s time to step down. It’s time for Kyrie to step into that role.”

“Baby, don’t do this to me”. She began to bawl. Liam reached up and wiped the tears from her face. He gently planted a kiss on her forehead and hugged her close.

“I’m sorry.” I could barely hear him whisper. I felt awful and elated at the same time. Liam had stepped up and broke things off with Rachel. But at what cost? They were both hurting, and it was because of me. I didn’t want anyone's life to be flipped upside down because of me. I closed the doors and heaved a heavy sigh. This whole thing just wasn’t sitting well with me. Tears began to roll down my face. I wiped them away and jumped in the piping hot shower. I sat on the shower floor and cried. I didn’t want any of this.

“Kyrie?” Liam softly pulled the shower curtain back. I was curled in a ball on the shower floor. My knees tight to my chest, supporting my head. I hadn’t heard him come in. Had he heard me crying? “What’s wrong, love?”

“Nothing. I whipped the water from my face and looked at him.

“Well, those red, puffy eyes say something is wrong.”

“I’m fine.” I lied. Liam gave me a look which translated into, ‘I know you’re lying’. In an instant, he was buck naked, sitting in the shower behind me, his arms pulling me close to his body. He rested his head on my shoulder.

“Tell me what's going on.”

I sat silent for a moment. I didn’t want to tell him what I saw, but I also didn’t want to lie to him about how I felt.

“I heard you and Rachel this morning.”

“Then you heard that I asked her to move out and to resign from her role as acting Luna.”

“Yes.”

“Then what’s the problem? Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Not exactly. I don’t want anyone's heart to get broken.”

“Well, that’s the name of the game, Sweetheart.” I shot him a glance over my shoulder. “Sorry”. He quickly realized the error. I loved that he called me sweetheart. It was such a cute nickname. So much better than baby or babe. But I hated that he called both his women sweetheart.

“Look.” He said. “It needed to be done. You and I are meant to be together. Not Rachel and I. We knew this might happen when we got together. But we both also agreed that when the time came, when one or both of us found our true mates, that we would end our relationship and continue on with our fated mates. We both knew this day would come. Yes, our hearts are breaking. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t sad about losing her. But she isn’t the girl for me. You are. With time, we will overcome this.” His words made me feel so much better about everything. I was finding it easier to not feel guilty.

“I do feel guilty for being the reason you are losing her, though.”

“Baby, don’t feel guilty. We were both waiting for our mates. Our true mates. We both just filled the hole with each other. It was not smart. But, the older we got and the longer we went without our mates, the easier it was to cling to each other. We were even talking about marking and mating each other soon. I think we both were beginning to feel that our true mate was never going to come. It was our fault for getting too close to each other.” He gently began to kiss the back of my neck.

“You smell like Lilac and sandalwood. It’s an interesting combination, but it makes my mouth water.” He growled behind me. I wasn’t going to lie, from the moment he got his clothes off, I was dying to feel him against me. I could feel his manhood poke me on the small of my back. He began to suck my neck, right where he would hopefully mark me one day. I let out a small moan and he slipped his hands between my knees, caressing my breasts.

“Stop, please.” I begged. It took everything I had to ask him to stop. I wanted him. I wanted to feel him, to taste him.

“What’s the matter?” He pulled away and turned me to face him. The water now running down both our faces. I reached around him and turned it off.

“I don’t want to be your mistress.”

“You’re not.” He grabbed my hand, gently covering it with kisses.

“Liam..” He growled as I said his name.

“My name sounds so good coming off your lips. So much s...er than I have ever heard anyone say it.”

“Liam, I don’t want to be intimate with you until I know you are done with Rachel. I don’t want to come between her and you. I don’t want to be the ‘other woman’. Please don’t make me feel like that. If you decide to get back with Rachel, I don’t want to be the girl you cheated on her with.”

“You aren’t. I am not a cheater. I would never cheat on you, or her. I ended things with her this morning. You heard that, did you not?” He looked at me with a hint of anger in his eyes.

“I did.”

“Then you need to believe me. I know we don’t know each other that well, but I want to change that. I want to know everything about you. Including every inch of your body.” His eyes enveloping me in lust. He leaned forward and kissed my lips. My eyes closed as he ran his hand up my side, resting on my br...t. His tongue parted my lips. Against my better judgment, I allowed it. I wanted his body as much as he wanted mine. I craved it. But I still wasn’t crazy about going further with him when he had just slept with Rachel 4 days ago. I tried my hardest to keep this to just touching, but he had slipped his fingers down low and began rubbing my sweet spot. I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist. Liam picked me up and stepped out of the shower. Our bodies dripped water across the floor and soaked the sheets of my bed. I laid on the bed as he stood at the edge, leaning down kissing my chest. Sucking on my small bust. He emerged for air and looked at me with a lustful grin. He kissed my lips and I could feel him gently enter me. I succumbed to his advances. He thrust himself into my hips, his hands each caressing a br..st. I clutched his wrists and arched my back.

“You were a virgin?” He struggled to ask. I nodded in affirmation. He continued to thrust until I dug my nails into his wrists.

“Ouch.” He slowed down.

“Don’t stop.” I begged him. He let out a chuckle.

“As long as I’m not hurting you.” I shook my head no as I let out a pleasured gasp. He continued his rhythm and my grip tightened. I closed my eyes and rolled my head back as I reached my peak ecstasy. He came just after me, falling on top of my body at his release.

“You’re a loud one.” He teased.

“I’m sorry.” I blushed.

“Don’t be. I like it.” He kissed my lips. My stomach let out a loud rumble. “Why don’t we get cleaned up and get something to eat.” He got off of me but I laid there, deep in thought. It must have been written all over my face.

“What's wrong?”

“Can you promise me something?”

“Anything.” He said earnestly.

“Please don’t fool around with anyone else.”

“You mean Rachel.”

“Yes. Please don’t do this with her too.”

“I promise, love.” He gently pulled me up from the bed and wrapped me in his arms. My heart beat so much stronger for him now. My desire to have him had definitely increased. “Now, get your s..y little butt in the shower and get ready. I’m starving after that.” he slapped my butt and followed me into the shower.