Diana's POV.
I had been watching Aiden from the minute that stupid Moon found the courage from Selena's knows-where to confess her feelings to my man-to-be.
I watched his mocking smiles and snide and harsh comments, but within me, I knew they were all fake, a façade to mask his real feelings. He mocks her feelings, but the hurt in his eyes can't be masked; he pretends to be indifferent, but his eyes secretly follow her around.
The same night after his rejection, I followed him only to see him walk out of the gate. I would have gone after him if only I didn't have these stupid friends of mine tailing me and worshipping even my footprints.
I stayed awake, waiting for him just to see her sneak in first then, he followed. The feeling I felt that mightn't be forgotten in a hurry as I thought about the audacity of that dirty, weak werewolf to try snatching my man from me.
I suspect what they did at the dining was for show, and they had something serious going on beneath the surface. Planning the next day, I gave my annoyingly clingy friends an excuse under the guise of going to bed early.
After getting them off my back, I waited till she sneaked out as usual. He followed moments after, and I fell in line, watching in terror the unhidden pain in Aiden's eyes as he watched Moon hang out with a random hot dude from practically nowhere.
That slut! A low-budget seductress!
I thought about a thousand ways Moon would have had the opportunity to meet her current 'date' or whatever he would like to address himself as and I found none.
Not being able to contain my emotion, I turned around and found my way back into the pack house, and from afar, I watched both of them find their way through the gate at different intervals.
A wake-up call to do something about Aiden's sick obsession with Moon when the person he should be obsessed with is me. I kept watching, while deliberately laying out my plan.
I contemplated letting the girls in on this but thought against it for a bit. This evening at the dining, I deliberately tripped over my foot and fell on him; the girly and delicate part of me expected the bloom of a love story from that single action, blaming it on the stupid romance novels I sneakily read.
Instead of sweetly pushing me up, I felt his body tense up under mine and we stayed that way for a while with the eyes of the others watching us. It started getting a bit awkward and I knew if it was left for the both of us, he would pushed me off a long time ago.
Gathering myself, I stood up, apologized, and caught her eyes staring at us. Well, I knew I needed to do something to get his mind off her and I needed to do it fast.
Today, I watched him trail her as before, but to my horror, he called out to her, and she stopped. I watched them exchange words, her eyes flared. She dared to get angry!? Interesting.
I wondered what their topic of discussion was as I continued watching them, and soon enough, I was a little tempted to draw closer to hear what it was they were talking about, but I knew better than that.
If impatience and envy were a person, it would have been me. Aiden looked relaxed around her, something I can only wish for in my dreams. A thought invades my head to raise an alarm and get them caught but I love Aiden too much to put him in harm's way.
As if giving me an opportunity, I hear soft mumbling and lazy footsteps, I guess some werewolves were out on a walk. I hated what I was about to do, but I did it anyway, putting it in mind to make Moon payback for this embarrassment, I was about to go through.
Making weird movements so my shadow looked like there were two persons in the act of lovemaking, I started producing low moans for my part and deep grunts for the part of my imaginary partner.
I heard them pause and prayed to the moon goddess that they wouldn't be perverted enough to want to peep in because then, I would get caught. They started walking again, but this time, their steps were receding, and it was a thing of relief.
Wiping the sheen of sweat from my face, I turn to face the duo only for my jaw to drop to the floor.
Never in a thousand years could I believe that Aiden would exchange some FUCKING spit with her! He was…he was kissing her.
I watched him kiss her like a sex-starved idiot, and she just leaned in, encouraging him to continue. The world was suddenly reeling; I felt my head get hotter by the minute; it felt full, and my palms wouldn't stop trembling with sweat dripping from them.
If there was any other word for hate, then that was what I felt for her. I wonder how many guys she has wrapped around her little fingers.
It hurts; it hurts so much that I can hardly breathe. Tears sting my eyes, and I fail woefully at trying to keep it at bay. Why won't they stop kissing already!?
I found myself crouching low while still watching them. For a minute, I thought about approaching her one of these days to ask about her secret.
Kissing her wasn't enough; he had to carry her, too! He looked so determined like he received an order from above, and the stupid girl just kept mute, obviously enjoying whatever attention it was she was receiving.
I refuse to watch them longer than necessary, only making sure to follow their shadow and my heart gives a painful thud at the realization of their destination.
With a sharp intake of breath, I heard the door come to a close and I rushed towards the door, my hand hovering around it. Not baring to continue seeing the vivid image in my head, I knock severally on the door till I hear a muffled voice.
It takes a few minutes before he opens the door, but that few minutes alone felt like five whole hours.
On opening the door, I see her hurriedly jump out of the bed heading towards my direction, she sure isn't getting an easy way out. Not under my watch.
Putting out my leg, she trips over and with a loud and painful thud falls to the floor.
"Oops! My bad."