(Lena's POV) I had judged him wrongly; damn, the whole world had judged him wrongly. I wanted to know so many things about him, things that happened in his past. What really happened to his mate Kate? I always believed that he had killed her, but now that I felt the slightest doubt, was that also one of the many things I judged him wrongly on? I waited for him to speak; he fell silent for what felt like forever before he continued. "I might never be capable of loving, but I am very good at imitating," he said, pausing to gauge my expression. Little by little, my brain was puzzling it all together; he wanted to fake it. He was willing to try. "You'll never have to know; I have the instincts to protect you already, and I prefer you in my bed to any other woman. I want you," he finished, waiting for my response. For the first time, he looked more than curious. I walked closer to him and wrapped my hands around his torso. "How long?" I asked silently, but I was sure he heard me. "For
(Lena's POV) I woke up to see he wasn't on the bed with me; the shower wasn't on, so he wasn't in the bathroom either. I didn't feel disappointed—that's what I told myself—but that was a lie. I stood, feeling the pain between my legs. I was sore and it wouldn't be going away anytime soon, but then I spotted something. Were those flowers? I walked slowly to the bunch of roses, and I gasped when I saw the letter in it. ~From Damien~ Damien had bought me flowers. It sounded unreal; he didn't strike me as theat kind of a guy. I opened the letter, and I couldn't deny that his handwriting was beautiful. It was so unfair that everything about him had to be this beautiful, and the fact that he had done all this in such a short span of time sent my heart racing. The letter was short, but I had to read it over and over again. 'Wear the dress; I'll come to pick you up by 7:00 pm' it said, and beside the flower, I noticed a box I had missed. I opened it slowly to see a dark green dress. It
(Lena's POV) "You should believe them," he said, and I felt the need to back away. I had stumbled into a sensitive topic. "I killed her," he said, his eyes glassy as if going over a memory he had locked deep inside. "It all started the day I found her; she was scared of me, as everyone is. But I... I cared for her." My heart hurt at the thought that he had cared for someone else, but she was his mate after all and she was dead ." I remember the first time I had to bed her and mark her. She cried a lot, making me feel so guilty. She hardly spoke to me, and I wanted to make her happy, but she was always sad, and then she brought her brother to the pack; it made her happy, so I let him stay. Roy. That was his name, but she was so close to her brother, it made me worried. She loved her brother and spent most of her time with him. She stopped crying when I fucked her; she stopped fighting me away. I thought she was growing to like my touch. I was wrong. Strangely, the one woman who belo
(Lena's POV) "I'm so sorry," she said, not to me but to Nat. "I... I'm sorry." She cried again to him, and then she fell to her knees, crying. All the while, Nat had a disgusted look on his face. I spotted Isis, and she stood at the corner, no doubt drawn here by the little commotion."Go back to the room," Nat said, his voice low, but I didn't miss the command. More tears fell from Aurora's eyes as she shrunk away and then stood, heading to the room."No, Aurora, stay; you've barely eaten anything," I said, not caring about the stares on me right now. Aurora looked torn, fear for Nat bright in her eyes. "Luna, I've... taken.... enough....""Stay," I growled at her. She flinched from the harshness of my voice, but that wasn't directed at her, but at the blonde fool sitting there, thinking he ruled the world. Slowly, she sat, her whole body shaking so badly I feared she was having a convulsion. She picked up the fork, but her hands shook more, and she dropped them back, settling to u
(Lena's POV)Nat's wet blonde hair lay over his emerald green eyes; the injury Damien had inflicted on him was already healing, leaving only bruises. Nat could be seen as beautiful by any other person who didn't know who he truly was. My first thought was to back away, but I couldn't; I was the Luna."You shouldn't be here, Luna.""How could you do this to your own mate?""It is none of your business; she is a bitch and should be punished.""I will not allow it.""What would you do about this?" he asked, advancing on me."Stay away, Gamma.""Or what?" he asked again."Damien would have your head, and you know it.""I doubt he knows you are here. I could give you just a taste of what disrespectful bitches like you have to suffer; obviously Damien is growing weak.""Let her go," I growled, surprised that my voice sounded bold even if I was feeling the exact opposite.To my surprise, Nat walked to Aurora, setting her loose. She dropped to the ground with a whimper, and I held my tears in
He was beside me when I woke up; I had tangled my legs with his. I couldn't deny how fast my heart raced when I noticed he was there; I hadn't realize when he came back from the woods.He had been watching me, like he was trying to memorize every part of me. He kissed my forehead. "I'm so sorry for last night; I shouldn't have...""Shhh, none of that. I was wrong too; I should have said something back instead of leaving the way I did.""No. I don't want you to say you love me back; I don't want you to fake that."I said, and he nodded in understanding. We both knew that he might never say those words. It was okay—that's what I say to myself—but no, it wasn't. I knew I was doomed. The moment I agreed to let him fake his love, I was falling deeper because he was so damn good at that, and it scared me. Sometimes I pick up changes in him, those tiny changes, and I hold onto them, letting myself forget that he was too good an actor. I was desperate. Desperate for his touch, to be loved, an
(Damien's POV)I was on my feet, and the rage filled my chest. I wanted to kill Tony here for even thinking he could touch my mate, right in my pack, but slowly he took his seat. Wise decision Tony."Appologies, Alpha," he said, a fake smile on his face. The bastard, I should have known, the fool, came on his knees begging for 'anything' in exchange for his daughter; he didn't think I would keep her alive for even a week, and the fact that she still is, almost unharmed, has given him the morale to come here again."You shouldn't be apologizing to just me," I growled at him. He knew better than to challenge me. I didn't give a fuck if his pack remained without an Alpha. I was very ready to dig my claws into his heart right here.Sitting beside him was Felicia, his Luna and Lena's mother. She was a shame of a mother; she had sold out her own daughter without even a single care in the world, and it brought back memories I had dug deep down—memories I never want to remember.Felicia looke
-----(Aurora’s POV) ----(Three years ago)I knew I was beautiful. I didn’t need others to tell me that; I saw what I looked like in the mirror. A goddess with a wave of red hair, like burning flames, and deep blue eyes. Every single girl in the pack envied me, and every man lusted for me.I was different, unlike every other she-wolf. I didn’t dream about my mate; I didn’t care to find him. I was in love with Jordan. I was willing to give him everything. I lost my virginity to him, and I never regretted that. We both made a promise to each other; we promised to never fall apart, and we were both supposed to reject our mates when the time came. I could love no one but Jordan, and he was the love of my life and no one could change that, not the moon goddess or fate itself.I was seventeen, and I had everything; my parents weren’t lower-class wolves either, just average, perfect—that was what my life was. Perfect until The Blood Moon Pack paid our pack (The Raven Pack) a visit.Nat saw m