Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forsaken by the Moon Goddess: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Benedict Winslow, IV“Beatrice, explain to me why you continue to insult the Hartwells by not including their two oldest children in your invitations to events in our home,” I say. I’m so fucking tired of dealing with this, of dealing with my mate.“We have a reputation to uphold, Benedict,” she begins, but I hold up my hand.“Stop. Now! Benedict has warned you. He spent all day yesterday at the Hartwells making sure that we are still at peace with them. You are going to cause a war with your hatred. This ends NOW, Beatrice. I am done. Let the past die. If I had known that you were going to grow into such an insipid harpy, I never would have taken you as chosen mate.”It’s harsh, I know. But honestly, she’s the reason I’m so tired. I thought, with time, she’d get over her hatred of Sawyer Clark and Althea Brenner. But once the truth of what happened came out, it was like it lit a fire of hatred and wrath inside my mate. That sickness has only festered over the years and has now been tu

SloaneI have no idea what came over me. It must have been the complete relief of not being in trouble for once. But when Principal Rodgers announced that Benedict and I were co-Valedictorians and the entire school began cheering, I looked at Benedict. I don’t know how to describe the look in his eyes. It was part pride, part possessiveness, and if I’m honest, what looked a lot like love. So yeah, my brain short-circuited and Aisling took that moment to lift us onto our toes and press our lips to his.Benedict, never a man to let an opportunity slide, wrapped his arm around me more tightly, deepening the kiss before my brain could take over. Just like every other time he's kissed me, I forget everything around me, giving in to the kiss and to him.When he pulls away, he rubs his nose against mine. “Let’s go eat, and we can talk about where you want to go to write our speech.”“I’m supposed to be going dress shopping tonight for your Alpha ceremony,” I tell him.“I don’t care what you w

SloaneI’ve done a lot of thinking since the last time Benedict and I were alone and were making out. I don’t expect that I’ll ever take a mate, especially now that I’m going to become an Alpha of my own pack. No male will be okay with me not stepping down as the Alpha so they can take over my pack. While I know I’ll miss the intimacy of having a mate, I’ve come to terms with the fact that a life like what Uncle Roman and Aunt Samara have isn’t in my future.That led me to thinking about what I want from the relationship with Benedict while it lasts. Once my birthday is here and we realize we’re not mates, he’ll move on. I understand that, and it’s probably good anyway, since what would we do with two separate packs, managing them as two separate Alphas? But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to have the experience of being with someone who cares about me.After talking to Benedict this past week, kissing him every chance he could distract me or get me alone, I decided that I want him to

SloaneNo one has ever challenged me like Benedict does. He pushes me out of my comfort zone, he forces me to look at myself, really look at myself, and see the person that I am, not the person that others or even I see in myself.The thing is, I really like Benedict. But more than that, I respect him and I want him to continue to respect me too. So, every time he challenges me, every time he raises the bar about me facing something I don’t want to face or being someone I don’t think I can be, I do it to maintain his respect. And in doing so, I’m starting to realize how many voices that I HAVEN’T listened to in my life.Yes, the bad stuff is easier to believe, but I have people in my life, people I love, care about, and respect, and I have made their voices quieter than the people who mean nothing to me. I really need to think about that, especially if I’m going to be an Alpha. There will always be people who think I’m not worthy because I’m a woman, because of who my parents were, or

SloaneThe morning after my first time with Benedict, I wake up early for warrior training. The moment I step outside, Scarlet pounces on me.“Uh, girrrrl! What is BWFive’s scent doing all over you?”“Not now, Scarlet,” I whisper. She and her mother stayed the night after shopping with Aunt Samara yesterday.“Oh, I will have the tea, Sloane. All of it, every last little spilt bit of it. Don’t think I won’t,” she says, but thankfully, she leaves it alone until the end of warrior training.The moment training is over, she’s back at my side.“Luna Samara, Sloane and I are going to have breakfast in her room so she can try on the dresses we got her last night,” she says in a sing-song voice.Aunt Samara looks at me. Since EVERYONE in warrior training twitched their noses when I walked by, I’m sure she also knows that Benedict and I were together last night. It was mortifying to realize that everyone in my pack now knows that I gave my virginity to Benedict.“Let me know what you think of t