Have you ever sunk deep into the depth of desire as your heart wished for you to drown while your mind told you to fight against the waves? When I look at Deimos I am always caught by desire's net. Desire to touch. A desire for a taste. Desire to possess. With each passing day, it overtakes me inch by inch sinking its fangs deep within me sucking my will to fight.
It has been days since Deimos brought me back and he often tries to be near me. From a heated gaze to a soft graze against my skin. Though I act as if I do not care, I hide behind my veil of happiness. It makes me happy to see him try. It's a first.
"Luna!" Ragon calls out to me with a big wave as I greet him with a smile.
"Ragon. Quite energetic today?" I ask him softly with a chuckle as his cheeks burn to a shade of pink
I take a step back as he takes one forward towards me and my back hits the side of the table. His eyes see this and he looks back up at me. I look towards the door and back at him. "Don't females usually clean up the mess oftheirmales? Do you consider me asyours?" Deimos questions me leaning forward closer to me as I lean backwards to maintain some distance between us. And to reduce the pace of my beating heart. "I just cleaned it because it was messy. There was no meaning behind it." I tell him moving my body as back as possible from him. Deimos puts his nose into my neck taking a whiff of my scent as he whispers. "Hmmm. Keep talking mate. I miss your voice." I shiver as I take a deep breath in.
Deimos is probably very upset. He is probably gonna show me his anger in front of all the wolves. And the pack must be upset as well. I sit down quietly, put the napkin on my lap while silently preparing myself to face his wrath. A Luna is never late, even to dinner. "I apologize I was distra-." I begin my apology as Deimos cuts me off. "No need to apologize. It is alright." Deimos says softly taking a bite of his food giving the signal for the pack to finally begin eating as my eyes widen. I stare at Deimos as he eats his food. After a while, due to my continuous staring, he stops eating and looks at me. "Why are you staring at me this way, mate?" He questions me with a tilt to his head. I immediately slap my palm on his forehead
WARNING:- This chapter containsheavysexual content not suitable for young readers. Change. Change is inevitable. It possesses a deep power. The power to bring forth a new beginning or the power to destroy everything. When a person changes every single individual in that person's life is affected. The little changes that Deimos is going through affect me as his mate and his wolves as his pack. Ragon says it's because of me however I think I merely showed him the path and he was the one who took the first step. No matter what Deimos chose to take the first step. He accepted he needed to change and that's what is important. My eyes snap open to the loud beeping of the alarm as I groan and shut it off. Slowly getting up leaning upon the bed's headres
I clear my throat softly as his eyes open and look straight towards me while his smile remains. "Mate." He greets me as I nod in return having a smile of my own to give him. A shy smile. He walks towards me and gives me his hand to take. I put my palm softly into his warmth as he guides me to the other side of the terrace. I look around amazed at the setup. The table is quite big and the food is kept in large amounts enough to feed a family. Flowers are surrounding the table filling the place with a wonderful scent. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you not like it? I didn't know how to do all this so I researched. I thought you might like it. If you don't I can-." Deimos speaks quickly his eyes moving back and forth from the table to me. I cut him off squeezing his hand softly. "
Deimos stares at me confused for a few seconds. "I do not know what you just said but to answer your last question, yes I do." He says and I nod in reply. As silence enveloped us I fidget with my hands and wet hair not knowing what to say. I don't look at Deimos and look everywhere around him. "Would you like to come in?" He asks me after a while opening the door further as my eyes snap to him and I nod softly. Deimos sits on the duet bench in front of the piano and pats his hand next to him looking at me indirectly telling me to sit. I nod and shuffle towards the bench. Sitting next to him I feel him watching me. "Comfortable?" Deimos asks once I settle down. "Yes. Thank you." I reply.
Anxious. I feel this is the perfect word to describe how I am feeling at this exact moment. In my entire life up to now, even before I went to war with the strongest of Alphas I have never felt this way. My stomach twists as I play with my fingers trying to distract myself from my feelings. Deimos had left early in the morning for a meeting with the council and I couldn't even express how I felt. He and I have gotten quite close to each other. We spend every waking moment together. I taste his lips when I want to and he touches me as he wishes. Everything I dreamt of when I first met him has been coming true with each day. He isn't the same anymore. He's different, way more than I expected. His gaze isn't ice cold but warm as it soothes my skin. His touch isn't painful but sweet and hot. My life has changed and for the first
As Deimos calms the storm that was brewing within me I smile my eyes filled with tears. "Thank you, my male," I say softly to him as he shakes his head. "No. Thank you, my female." He says softly as I cry upon his chest. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted within my chest. I guess all I needed was his understanding. After our conversation, I sat across Deimos's lap looking through the dress designs as he drowned himself in work. He wished to have a peaceful night with a free mind and heart. As the sun set, the chatter and excitement grew. I am currently prisoned in my room where my females are preparing me for the ceremony while the pack is finalizing the decorations and the feast. "Lavender or Rose?" Elriam asked me clutchi
WARNING:- This chapter containsheavy sexual contentnot suitable for children. Reign. Doesn't this word sound so powerful? Like the world is finally going to change. Like that person who possesses the crown has at last acquired the power to do many wonderful things. Like the ball is in their court and they can do with it as they please. Yes, that's exactly what I thought as well. That I would be helping Deimos seated at his right. That I would be among the males. Not this. "Luna, can you please have a look at this?" A wolf requests me at my right. "Of course, just give me a seco-" I reach for the papers she has in her hands. "Luna, what must w