Chasing the rejected Luna

32: Blurting it out

Alpha Ryven stopped. I watched him through the eyes of my wolf. He spun around and watched me, his eyes wide. Somehow I felt exhilarated by the look on his face. The look of pure fear, and happiness. It was like the moment I had been waiting for all my life.

I relished in the moment. The way my skin felt. It was something I had never felt. I was on all fours as I stalked towards him. Toward Alpha Ryven. I saw him more clearly and heard the sound of his heartbeat as it beat vigorously in his chest.

I have never felt so alive in my entire life but it was time I became the person I had always wanted to be; to be free from the clutches of society. I knew Alpha Ryven wanted to use me. I didn't care! I was happy he wanted me, wanted to do something with me.

I was no longer useless. No longer the trash I was called all my life. Fuck everything that had happened to me. I wanted to be something!

I did a slow walk toward him, my paws hitting the floor which trembled with my heart. I was happy, nothing like I had ever felt, every moment I walked toward him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

He was watching me, his eyes were on me, his hands on the door of the room as he involuntarily took a step back. I wondered what I looked like but I knew one thing - he wouldn't hurt the man.

He was innocent. What kind of an Alpha would hurt his people by telling the truth?

"Finally you have shifted. I guess the cell was the right decision for you," he smirked when I was close to him. Letting go of the door, he walked to me. I could see the emotions dancing in his eyes.

I didn't want to shift. But I had to. I had to tell him everything that swirled in me. With pains coming off me from different angles, I shifted back into my human form and fell to the ground.

I was naked but that was the least of my worries. With my head up, I watched as Alpha Ryven's eyes roamed my body. A piece of clothing was thrown on my bare back. Looking back, I found a shivering maid by the corner of the room. I guessed she was the one who brought my clothes.

Alpha Ryven's eyes were still on me, a dirty smirk etched on his face. I wanted to wipe it off and tell him I wasn't all that I was made to believe but what came out instead made me hate myself a little more.

"Yes, it was the right decision. Now you can do with me what you've always wanted to do." I said, standing up slowly and draping the clothing around myself. It was a comforter that was on me. I was lost in it.

He walked closer to me, and his smirk widened into a full-fledged smile, "Yes, we need to talk. But first, I would like you to have your bath and some rest," he said, resting his massive hand on my shoulders.

I felt dizzy from the shift. It drained my energy and I couldn't feel my wolf. She rested at the back of my mind, the shift also taking a part of her energy.

My lips found their way between my teeth, biting hard. I tried to fight off the drowsiness that threatened to overcome me. Alpha Ryven noticed the state I was in as he came behind me and carried me bridal style.

It was something I had wished for when I was little. To be loved by someone. But this wasn't it. I was cared for by Alpha Ryven because of what I had to offer.

I felt fear. Real fear that froze my bones while he walked us to my room. I barely registered the faces we passed by. I was more concerned about my future here. What does it mean for me? Would I ever be loved for me? Or because of what I had to offer?

I watched Alpha Ryven from below, his jaw was set, and his eyes were soft. He was happy. I was the bargaining chip that delivered as he expected.

We reached the room. And soon enough, my head came to rest on the bed. I couldn't think any longer as my head hit the soft pillow and I was claimed by the darkness.

I was awoken by the sound of knocking on the door. I was groggy for a while until I remembered the events of the day before. My heart came to stay in my mouth as I recalled my wolf. I didn't even know her name. And the worst part, I couldn't feel her. It was like the days before I got her.

The knock on the door the second time made my head snap to it. Fear wrapped around my throat when I thought it would be Alpha Ryven. He came to tell me about it. What I came here for.

I stood up and walked to the door. I was in my pajamas. It must have been the maid. My subconscious told me even if I was appalled about Alpha Ryven seeing me naked. The more I thought about it, the more I thought I was high on something not to have felt an ounce of shame when he saw me naked.

Walking up to the door, I pulled it open and found Ava there, a grave expression etched on her face. She raised a brow at me when I was caught gawking.

I tried to find out the reason she was here. There was nothing to talk about. She must have heard about what happened. That kind of news couldn't be kept in for a day. Everyone must fear me now. How does that make me feel? I didn't know.

She walked in, her shoulders brushing against mine. I gritted my teeth, resisting the urge to tell her off. She was getting on my nerves. Who does she think she is? She's just the Alpha's sister.

I closed the door, walked up to the bed, and sat down facing her. She sat herself on the couch and looked out of the window.

There was silence. She refused to say what she came for. The silence stretched into minutes and I grew impatient.

"Why are you here?" I asked her and she finally turned her head to look at me. She sat up straighter and I felt whatever she had to say was serious.

"I heard," she said, not giving out more information. I knew exactly what she meant but I wanted to play along.

"Heard what?" I asked her and she cocked a brow at me silently asking 'seriously?'.

I couldn't be bothered and looked into her eyes. I was being cranky. I had been that way since I got my wolf. Her attitude was mixing with mine. She was a type of wolf who was dominant. I felt it from the bond that filled up when Ava walked into the room.

Ava looked away from me to her nails, inspecting them. "Your wolf," she said and I widened my eyes a fraction like it came as a piece of news to me.

She continued, "Don't give me that look. And I have a proposition to make," she said while she stood up.

I waited for her to continue but she just stood like a statue, looking behind the window. I knew she wasn't really there. She was thinking hard about something. I had a feeling whatever she had to say was heavy in her mouth. Something she had battled with herself for a long time before concluding.

Her eyes grew distant while I watched her mouth move. "I want you to leave this pack." She spoke so softly that I thought I was hearing things.

The words were something I had never thought would come from her mouth. She never wanted me here but the people here were dying. I was brought over to fulfill the duties of the river. I wasn't sure how. But I knew somehow, I would come to find out what it was.

She turned to look at me, searching my face. I was confused. This wasn't something I thought she would do. I didn't say anything while I let the words sink.

She repeated, "I want you to leave this pack. Your being here would bring more harm than good to the people. Ryven knows this and he decided to bring you over because of a silly grudge!" She balled her fists as anger swirled around her like a thick blanket.

Why was she talking about revenge? I stood up slowly. Maybe the words were too heavy on me. I needed some activity. Maybe a walk. Why couldn't someone just bloody tell me what the hell was going on?! Do they all like the way I was being tossed around? I knew the answer. I didn't want to say it to myself because it was too painful to accept.

I walked up to her, standing right behind her as her smell wafted into my nose. It was a different smell from the one I remember.

"What revenge are you talking about?" I asked softly. She turned back so fast, her hair wiped painfully in my face. Her eyes were wide. She didn't mean to say that out loud. Too bad it was heard

by the ears it wasn't intended for.

I placed a hand on her shoulder, "Ava, tell me. What revenge is Alpha Ryven plotting?" I asked her. The sound of her saliva moving down her throat filled the room.