Chapter 82 – The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

“Fine,” Bridgit breathed out and all the girls in red around her jumped with glee.

They circled the tables, helping themselves. Someone switched on music that they could all enjoy. They led Riannon downstairs and her guards followed. But soon their attention was distracted a little since it appeared that there was a swimming pool on the bottom floor. Some of the red dresses disappeared. And no, none of the ladies had a swimsuit underneath.

Bridgit took the whites and made her first move. For a while, they played without saying anything to each other. And only when Ria knew that she set all her traps on the chessboard, could she relax a bit. That party would go on as long as she wanted…

While the blonde was thinking, she stood up and walked around a bit. The girls were getting drunk surprisingly fast. But it was to her advantage, of course.

“You know he would make you pay for this, right?” Bridgit said, eyes on the chessboard at all times.

“I can take care of myself,” Riannon chuckled and they stayed silent a bit longer before the werebear made her move. That made the Alpha return to her seat and consider her options, while her opponent looked around lazily.

hadn’t been like that here for a while. Today, no one cared what they looked like and if their Master would arrive.

Today was for them. And it curled Bridgit’s lips just a bit.

Which was enough for Ria to notice.

“How did someone like you end up in a freaking harem?!” she asked all of a sudden.

“Why? Don’t you think I fit in just nicely?” Bridgit gave her an eye roll. “You don’t fit in. You lead them.”

The other woman clearly liked the compliment, because a smile became a bit more evident on her face.

“My father sent me here,” she confessed unexpectedly. “I was thinking that I would be his Luna when I arrived here. You should have seen my face when he brought me to this place and gave me a red dress.”

“Ouch,” Riannon took another gulp. As a woman, she could understand. “Why did you stay?”

“My father knew what he was doing,” she shrugged it off, “He was a werebear

Alpha. Girls were always just breeding machines for him. My sisters were given to awful males as tributes. I was lucky to be chosen by Castiel. My father hoped that I would give him an heir and my position would become better. As well as their alliance. He was naïve.”

“Why?” their eyes met and she knew that Bridgit was contemplating just how far she could go with her, sharing her story.

“Because Castiel made sure none of us could ever get pregnant from him,” the girl chuckled bitterly, “This wasn’t our purpose. And because… my father was killed before he could see any benefits of our alliance. Now my pack has a new

Alpha. And I have nowhere to go. Even if I wanted to leave here, I would be a woman without rights. They would just give me to the first male who offers a good price.”

“Not if you come to my lands,” Riannon said and Bridgit’s eyes lingered on her.

“It’s the same everywhere,” she scoffed.

“Not anymore,” Ria smiled. “You see, the Union just changed a few laws.

“No arranged marriages?” the werebear looked interested.

“Not if the girl is not willing,” she explained. “But there is much more than that.

You can fight for the position of a Beta or an Alpha if you like. And if you are married, everything is shared equally after the divorce. Women have a say in where their kids stay too. And there are many other things too.”

“And all the Alphas seriously agreed to that?” Bridgit’s eyes widened slightly.

“Not all of them,” Riannon let out a little laugh, “But the majority did and it was enough. Now I am an Alpha myself. It’s an interesting story, actually. Maybe I will tell you about it one day.”

“Maybe I’d listen,” the girl moved her rook with confidence.

“By the way, do you know Roxanne?” it was a shot in the air, but surprisingly it reached its goal as the blonde groaned in annoyance.

“Don’t tell me that the bitch is still alive!” she scowled.

“I wouldn’t know,” Ria shrugged her shoulders. “The last time I saw her, my best friend was kicking the living crap out of her.”

“Did you see her dead? Because if you didn’t, it doesn’t count!” Bridgit looked unimpressed, but something changed between the two of them now.

“No, really, why did you stay so long?” Ria let her have her pawn.

“I loved him,” Bridgit told her honestly and it did not escape her that she used past tense. “He has this way with women that… just makes you fall for him.

When he pays you attention, you feel so special… like the only woman in the world for him.”

“That’s an interesting statement considering you all live in a harem,” Riannon couldn’t help but snort.

“I know,” the werebear sighed,” but when you are with him, you feel like no one else exists. His scent drives you crazy and the pleasure he gives you…”

“Those are the details I can live without,” Ria stopped her. “It makes me think though. You mentioned the scent…”

“What about it?” Bridgit didn’t even look at her, too busy with the game.

that maybe he created a scent to imitate that he is your mate?”

“My beast never acknowledged him as our mate,” Bridgit laughed, but then paused, looking at the empty space before her. “But the scent is… alluring.”

Riannon decided not to push her more. She seemed like a clever woman. She was capable of getting to the bottom of things herself.

“About mates,” she decided to change the subject a bit,

 “You do know that yours is somewhere there. He is looking for you.”

“I don’t know about that,” Bridgit made another move. “Sometimes I think that the gods forgot about me when they were giving out mates.”

“Everyone has one,” Ria moved her bishop, capturing the white queen. “And trust me, when you meet yours, Castiel and his “scent” will be just a distant memory.

You wouldn’t even believe that you spent so many years in this beautiful cage.”

The blonde wanted to tell her something, but right then they heard a loud growl coming from the entrance at the top balcony.

“What the hell is all this?!” a snarl echoed through the Eden.

Castiel looked around furiously. He couldn’t believe his own eyes. His place of relaxation, his beloved Eden was turned into… he didn’t even know how to name it!

The girls in red weren’t waiting for him. For the first time ever, they did not even notice his arrival.

He was already standing in the very centre of the inner courtyard, but they were playing cards, swimming naked in front of his guards, dancing, smoking, drinking, simply being drunk – anything but waiting for him.

They were having fun, the most fun they had for a while.

 And the sad part was that they were doing it without him.

His eyes were glued to his guards, who stood like two stone statues in front of the swimming pool, surrounded by a few of his girls who were clearly taunting them. He had to admit that they weren’t touching what was his, but what was his tried to touch them at all times. He saw Laura, his first-ever werewolf gem, sliding her arm up Mason’s chest. The werebear looked at her in fascination, not even bothered that this was not allowed. Castiel didn’t visit Laura for months if not years. He didn’t remember. Long story short, she lost his affections a while ago.

 Was it because she missed his attention? Or maybe she wanted to remind him of her presence? Or she simply did not care? He did not know.

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