All Chapters of Forsaken by the Moon Goddess: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SloaneAfter shocking my grandparents, I went to my room. I’ve had a room here since I started visiting, but I’ve never made it my own. Now, as I look around, I realize that if this is going to be my pack, I need to make this room, or the one that I eventually take over from Grandpa Waylon, more like home. It needs to be my place of refuge.I sit in the window seat in my room and begin to make a list of all the things I would like to have in my new room. When I sat with Uncle Roman and Luna Samara all those years ago, I only knew I wanted something different. Now, I want something that personifies me as a person, as an Alpha, and as a woman.I’m not a girlie girl, like Scarlet or Aria, or even my cousin Jessica. They all have frilly things, like lots of pillows or stuffed animals on their bed, or counters covered with makeup, everything that makes you think of girls.Not me. I don’t even like pink. Purple is okay, but I like muted colors with splashes of bright, bold colors. I’m sure I

BenedictShe turns her head to look at me, nearly brushing her lips against mine. She looks at my mouth, then pulls her head back as far as possible to answer me. She’s still close enough that I can feel her breath against my lips.“I’m pretty confident he will. I intend to talk to Grandpa Waylon tomorrow before I leave to find out what he knows about Kaelin’s whereabouts and what Kaelin might know about what’s going on in the pack.”“When I was talking to Bethany about it last night ...”“You told your sister about me?” she asks.I blink. “I’m sorry. I should have asked you first. I trust Bethany with every secret I have. She would never betray that trust. Just like you trust Scarlet, I trust Bethany. But you’re right, I should have asked before I told her.”“Are you sure she’ll keep it a secret?”“She’s the one who saw you over here and realized you were Waylon’s successor. Did you ever hear it from anyone else? Beth knows how to keep a secret. She’s very good at it.”“If this comes

BenedictWhen I returned home last night, my mother immediately asked where I had been.“I’m a grown man who doesn’t answer to you, mother. Where I was isn’t anyone’s business but my own,” I’d said before walking away.Bethany, of course, had pounced on me. I’d told her nearly everything, then I laid in bed remembering the feel of Sloane’s lips, the taste of her tongue against mine, her intoxicating scent, and most of all the sweet way she admitted that she’d missed me.In the morning, I was flying high, ready to see her later today.“You seem awfully chipper this morning, Benedict,” my mother says over breakfast, her sourpuss face securely in place.“It’s a lovely morning, mother. Perhaps you should take some time to enjoy it yourself, get some fresh air.”“I have some things I need for you to take care of today, Benedict,” she says.“And what are those things?” I ask as I eat.She lists off tasks that are so ridiculously outside the role of an Alpha that I know she’s doing everything

BenedictSloane and I spend most of the morning and early afternoon studying for finals. I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting her to take me to her room. The smell of her bedroom ... is fucking intoxicating. It took me a bit of time to settle and begin studying, and by then, Sloane was already leaving my ass in the dust.I quicky caught up and began talking through what we’ve learned, what we thought would be on the exams, and discussing our differences of opinions about what we’ve learned.Sloane ordered lunch in the room and we continued to study. Honestly, studying like this, with her, I feel like I’m taking in more, remembering more than I would if I were just studying by myself.Just before four, Sloane stops and looks at me. “Ready to spar with me?”“Yeah. Let’s do it.”She gets her clothes and while she’s changing there’s a knock at her door. When I open it, Slade is standing there with a pair of workout shorts and a t-shirt.“Sloane said you needed sparring clothes. Don’t worry,

BenedictI was hoping that Sloane would be waiting for me in her room when I finished showering. Well, only partially hoping. That shower gel ... Holy Mother Moon Goddess! I know it’s not what makes Sloane smell as good as she does, but it’s a very close second. Having that scent surrounding me in the small space of her shower, seeing the evidence of Sloane in the shower, like a dark hair on the shower wall, or the bar of soap that had the marks of a washcloth on it, made my shower seem so much more intimate and my body responded accordingly.Being a gentleman, I didn’t do anything about my body’s response to her, but damn do I need a private moment ... or two ... or three.However, when I stepped out of her bathroom, she wasn’t there. I got dressed quickly and stepped out of her room, but once again, she wasn’t there. Since we were planning to have dinner together, I went downstairs, thinking I’d find her there. However, once again, she was nowhere to be seen.“Alpha Benedict, you loo