The Alpha was beyond raged about the reckless hazel eyed girl that seemed to boast around and about with her tight red dress, I just wanted to go to sleep, it was past midnight and I was exhausted.
"Masa, you were never a Luna," He stated in an agitated tone. The busty brunette neared me with the hate-filled aroma. The last thing I needed was a jealous bitch who deluded herself.
"You didn't say that in bed," She wanted to get a reaction out of me but she didn't get her wish granted, I stood solidly on the ground with a raised eyebrow at her.
"That's probably what you'll ever be, a good for nothing mate bedder." I laughed when her hazel eyes narrowed at me.
"Cut it out. Masa, go or else you'll be kicked out and never returned." She shivered at the deep authority he radiated and she complied like a good girl.
After she went, I was disgusted at my mate. I thought he would be my normal mate, I wasn't eager to be with a cold mate who didn't give a slight fuck about me.
I stormed into the mansion and he followed me, stopping me by putting an arm around my waist and my back to his hard toned chest. I inhale and exhale, trying to calm my raging hormones down. It wasn't the right time.
Mate. Lace whined in my head and I ignored her need for our jerk Alpha. He lifted me with one arm, I flushed when my bare legs didn't touch the ground and the long sweater I had hitched up to reveal my thighs. Thankfully, I knew how to shave too.
He placed me on the bed and stood in front of me with a stern dark expression. I sat up to listen to him.
"First, you will never disobey my rules and you can't step out of this room. Second, you are allowed for a run only for two hours every day. Third, there will be guards with you every time so don't even try to escape. Fourth, you will be attending all the events. Fifth, I got clothes from my previous mistresses so you won't borrow any from males, understood?" He sharply asked, daring me with his eyes to object.
I nodded my head, biting my lower lip. He was very tough, no wonder his pack got scared immediately but one thing I couldn't wrap my head around, why did they hate me so much? I didn't even know them but I dismissed it since I was thinking about the plan of revenge that I had.
Suddenly, he furiously kissed me, snapping me out of my internal thoughts, as he crawled on top of me, all too quickly, he grunted and pulled away, storming with his wolf speed out of my room. I didn't kiss him back, I was shocked at how the mating pull affected him.
My tears brushed down my cheeks as I touched my lips, that jerk stole my first kiss and left. He left. My wolf was disappointed and my anger made me take the nightstand next to the bed and smash it into the wall with my new wolf strong ability.
I frustratingly wiped my lips while looking in the mirror, my red-rimmed tired eyes drooped with exhaustion and my lips were swollen with my hair tied up in a ponytail.
I didn't even lay a hand on his sex mistresses' clothes, I grew hateful towards our mate and I was willing to go out of the dark and lost. I wanted to know everything that happened to this pack.
The bed was comfortable and soothed the pain in my body, I hoped that his previous ones didn't sleep in here with my mate too. That thought made me sick again so I left it to the back of my mind.
I was a Luna to a pack that didn't even want me.
•••
"Please-"
The constant whips along my back made the tears move down faster as the metal pole bashed against my chest of how harsh the beating was.
It wasn't my voice, it was a small child's voice and I did anything to free him from the old vicious man that had the whip in his metal hold. I felt what he was going through, he almost seemed familiar.
"No, stop, I won't let you!" The man did not even see me and continued beating the little boy, making his bones crack and slits of blood dripped down his shoulders to the end of his spine.
"Please, no." I hysterically cried as I sat next to the boy and tried to touch his face. God, help him please, he doesn't deserve this.
I woke up with tear stained face and a tiresome body, I padded to the bathroom and washed my face, looking in the mirror. My eyes were puffy from crying, my face blotched with stains of the pain during the nightmare.
I wondered who that boy was, I couldn't see his features but I could see his back only. The nightmare was different, it wasn't about me or my family, it was about a little child.
My eyebrows furrowed as I saw myself in the mirror and thought about it. What if the moon Goddess was telling me something?
I didn't have enough time to guess as one of the guards came and stated that breakfast was ready.
With the little boy inside my mind, I brushed my black with sandy locks and pinned them into a neat bun.
Deciding to keep my clothes on since I didn't like to change to a nasty outfit from a girl he slept with, I finished getting ready.
I trudged down to the moody brooding Alpha and his pack with dread in the pit of my stomach and a lost tortured little boy still on my mind.