Chapter 83 – The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

Others were not better. But he did not care about them.

He got there as soon as he realised that she was gone from her room and her guards were missing as well. And when he did not find them anywhere, he had a hunch where to look next.

Well, Riannon did not disappoint. He could tell that this was her work. She was sending a message to him, demonstrating that it was a mistake to bring her in here. That despite her being a captive here, she was still in control.

Cunning, sly woman. Just perfect for him.

He had been looking for someone like that for a while. Only that he hoped that it would be his mate.

He never planned to kidnap a woman in his life. It was important for him that

But when Riannon came into the game, everything changed. He was never interested in anyone like that in his life. He couldn’t forget the moment when her elegant fingers touched his skin and she called him handsome, looking into his eyes as if she knew everything about him. And when she called him Everett, he couldn’t overcome his shock. Usually he was the one to play with people like that but with her he felt like the one being played all the time.

That was why he went to her room straight after Roxanne freed him. And that was why he was thinking about her ever since.

He watched her playing her games with her now ex-husband and others. And the more he saw, the more he was sure that she would be a perfect Luna for him.

There was only one problem – her true mate. But maybe it was for the best. After all, he was going to kill the lycan king anyway. Now he only had more motivation.

Riannon was strong. Castiel was sure that she would survive the loss of her mate and then… Then she would be his. He would be there to console her and he would be there to replace her everything she lost. Bit by bit he would heal her heart and make her trust him. He would make his kingdom hers and she would feel responsible for their people. In the end, she would stay with him and rule together. All he needed to make this happen was time. And after Gideon

Stormhold was killed, they would have all the time in the world.

He found her sitting with Bridgit of all the people. They were playing chess and talking like two best friends who had known each other forever.

Brigit. BRIGIT!

The one who was ready to kill anyone he even looked at. The one who all the girls were afraid of and whose word could move mountains in the harem.

For the first time, fury overwhelmed him and he roared, “What the hell is all this?”

He expected everyone to go still and quiet, but his voice did not have that effect now.  Some of the red girls were too drunk to notice and react. And this was when he smelled weed and recognised the cigar in one of his property’s hands.

Riannon and Bridgit were the only ones to notice. But he let out another roar so that this time not a soul in this harem could miss it.

The music went off and the girls at least tried to look presentable now. was definitely the best word to describe the crowd of half-naked giggling creatures with sparks of mischief in their eyes.

Just what did she do to them? What did she tell them? And in such a short period of time. He had to be impressed with her abilities but he was angry.

“Castiel, play with us!” Laura teased him, but he ignored her, moving straight to

Riannon.

She watched him with interest and even some kind of amusement. He knew that she had planned all this and she tried to make a fool out of him.

Successfully.

“Come here!” he growled, yanking her by her slender arm to her feet. Brigit next to them stood up as well.

“Oh, hello,” Ria smiled at him, “we did not expect you here. But you are welcome to join us. What do you prefer to play? Cards, chess, hide-and-seek?”

“The game night is over!” he shouted, “Everyone, back to your rooms!”

The girls started gathering their things and from the corner of his eye, he noticed some of them still taking the bottles of alcohol and cigars with them. Probably to finish them off in their rooms.

“Don’t be sour!” Riannon smirked, “Are you jealous that your girls like me more than they like you? Why do you even care? You said you were going to let all of them go soon. Can’t this be their farewell party?”

She did that on purpose. She said that on purpose. It was a trap and he fell for it.

Because now his girls were looking at him in disbelief. He couldn’t deny it because then his word would mean nothing to her. And he wanted her respect.

He craved it.

Angry, he pulled her roughly towards himself and started dragging her out of the room. She stumbled and tripped her foot, so he had to throw her over his shoulder and continued his way to the exit.

“Put me down!” Riannon tried to protest, but she had no idea what kind of

He brought her back to her room and threw her on top of the bed angrily. But the woman did not stay there, of course. She rolled off quickly and was back to her feet in no time, ready to fight if she had to. He saw it in her eyes.

“Don’t be silly,” he gave her a feline smile, walking around the bed and cornering her. “I know you can’t shift.”

Her reaction to his words wasn’t what he expected at all.

 The Luna did not look scared of him knowing the truth about her. She was prepared even for that. And his respect for her grew by the minute. And so did his desire.

“How did you know?” she said, her voice trembling just a bit as he pinned his hands on both sides of her, pressing her into the wall.

“Does it matter now?” he asked, grazing his eyes over her straight features that he loved so much.

“You said that you don’t take women against their will,” she reminded him and he chuckled, knowing that she could already feel the massive bulge forming in his pants.

“did, didn’t l?” Castiel traced the column of her neck with his nose, making her shiver. He knew that it wasn’t in delight, but he was happy to at least get some reaction. “But I did not say that I wouldn’t be trying to seduce you.”

He really did not want to do it. But she left him no choice today. He needed her to give in as fast as possible. Because staying next to her and doing nothing proved to be harder than he thought.

He traced his tongue over her collarbone, where he would mark her one day, regretting that he wasn’t able to give her the golden crescents. Although maybe, after king Gideon was dead, it would turn out that he was her second chance mate. There had to be an explanation as to why he was so captivated by that woman. He chose to believe that this was the case.

She stiffened under his touch, trying to push him away, but he bit her marking spot slightly, warning her to stay still. She understood him correctly and at once.

He promised not to take her. But he could still mark her to stake his claim.

However, first thing first. Castiel closed his eyes, enjoying the taste of her skin in his mouth, and changed his scent.

He knew exactly what scent he had to copy after their meeting in the woods. So, there could be no mistakes.

She gasped when he imitated Gideon’s scent and he chuckled, knowing that it worked. This was something hard to resist for mates, it was a physical reaction.

“Just close your eyes and relax, Riannon,” he whispered into her ear, brushing his lips over her earlobe. One of his hands grasped her bottom, taking a fistful of her flesh, while the other tugged her hair at the back of her head. He could devour her now and was going to do just that. The need for her was unbearable, his member aching to be inside of her.

She did close her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows and when he was about to cover her lips with his in a possessive greedy kiss, she smirked and said, “Is that what you say to all those girls? Close your eyes and pretend it’s not me? I have to say,

Castiel, this is disappointing. Even for a fox.”

He growled in frustration and she looked at him. Her beautiful eyes were telling him that she was ready to fight if she had to. Even if she couldn’t shift. Even if she knew she would lose. She would fight him.

“I just wanted to help you relax a bit,” he lied. To her and to himself. “No harm in that.”

“Then you should just let me go. Trust me, I will be very relaxed at my home.

With my mate,” she scoffed.

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