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he clarifies mockingly, making me smack his chest lightly before I grip his shirt and smile up at him, my heart filling with excitement at what he’s saying.
“You… really?”
I whisper.
He combs his fingers through my hair, taking a sip of coffee.
“Really.”
I smile and nod, “Thank you… but… I think we can enjoy our pack and home in peace for a while longer.”
“Great.”
He smiles faintly and I’m unable to stop myself from smiling back. I’m truly happy and although he’s ready, I don’t want to rush anything. After all, I like spending alone time with my man.
We finish our coffee and Zade places the bottles aside as he leans over me, forcing me to lie down. My eyes widen as he leans over me and kisses me. I feel my body slip slightly and my grip on him tightens.
“Zade…”
I murmur against his lips, a little nervous. “Is this…”
“Safe?”
“Mhmm,”
I whimper against his lips as his hands roam over my body.
He chuckles. “No.”
I giggle despite the nerves that twist in my stomach as we kiss each other hungrily as if starved for far too long
He pulls up my top and 1 part my legs.
What more should I have expected?
This is Zade Toussaint. He is no gentleman. As for living on the edge? That’s how he rolls.
But you know what? That’s exactly how I love him.
Because he makes me feel alive.
THE END
The Luna For Me
A Novella of Atticus and Adriana
ATTICUS
My name is Atticus Payne, and I am the alpha of the Whispering Mountain Pack. It is one of the strongest packs around, one that is known for its impressive and secure location. I am known for my power, strength and of course, my New Year’s Eve parties.
I am thirty-eight years old, single, and no longer infatuated with another alpha’s woman. Yet I am not ready to face the woman that the Goddess has bound me to. Not because she does not appeal to me, but because I don’t know how to understand or comprehend that someone can be made for me. That this… intense pull is more than just an incredible attraction.
It is a pull I do not understand, one I could not have imagined to be of such calibre despite being told about it. I don’t want that to blind me, to influence my decision.
Are we compatible? I’m not even sure. Our backgrounds are extremely different, but I have seen opposites work together extremely perfectly before. Do I like her for her, or is this illusion because she was ‘meant’ for me?
And then, I don’t want her to think I’m just settling for her because she’s my fated. I know she knows about my previous feelings for Zaia Toussaint-King and that just makes it worse. I wonder how that makes her feel? Just the thought that makes my stomach twist with guilt.
My fingers run across the keys of the piano, playing a tune fuelled by my frustration, confusion, and restlessness. She has stolen my peace and sleep. There is not a day that passes when I do not think about her.
The luna that is meant for me.
The luna that I have denied myself.
I slam my hands on the keys as I lower my head, exhaling in frustration.
Adriana Hidalgo, the brave, audacious woman who had entered my room and rejected me when I was butt-naked. That in itself was fucking mortifying. I scrub my palm down my face, remembering one of the last times I had talked to her at Mom’s wedding.
(FLASHBACK – THREE MONTHS AGO – HUGH & SHELBY’S WEDDING)
Her scent fills these halls like an intoxicant. It’s the day of the wedding and Valerie made it pretty clear that Adriana wants to move her sister, although it isn’t really ideal, considering the condition of her health.
No matter how much I wanted to go talk to her, to tell her that Ada would be safe here, I find it difficult to face her. I don’tknow how I’ll react when I come face to face with her. But at the same time I know what she’s going through. I’m going to lose my mother, and she, her sister.
She’s in there at the moment, and when I see the coast is clear I knock on the door before opening it. She’s standing there gazing down at her sister, her arms wrapped around herself. The most vulnerable I have probably seen her.
She instantly straightens up, slipping her hands into her back pockets, that defiant spark back in her eyes as she spares me a fleeting glance before she turns her attention back to her sister.
But despite her uncaring attitude, her heart is pounding. I look her over. That fitted grey top with long sleeves emphasising every single curve of her sexy body. It sticks to her stomach, and I’m impressed to see the faint outline of her abs.
Swallowing, I look away. “I know you want to move her, but as you know it’s not ideal, not for her. You can rest assured if you want, I can put something in order that you can visit her whenever you wish, and I will make sure to stay out of your way… if that is what you want.”
She clenches her jaw, sighing, as if I’m annoying her. “You could have sent this message by someone else. Maybe then I would have considered it,”
she says icily, now turning her stunning green eyes on me.
She’s gorgeous…
“I apologise for that…”
I step closer and look down at her. “Consider it. I know how hard it is to have someone I love bedridden… don’t let your hatred for me stop-“
“Just stop. This isn’t about you, and stop with the ‘if you don’t want to see me, if you hate me’ rubbish! Just shut up, you fucking idiot.”
She shoves passed me, sending an electrifying current through me, but somehow her words are a far stronger shock to the system.
Did she just tell me to shut up and called me an idiot all in the same sentence?
I’m offended
I turn as the door shuts behind her, and I laugh in disbelief. Really?
I close the door to Mom’s room, trying not to fall apart. This was supposed to be a special day, one that promises a future together, but right now it feels like tasting a fleeting dream that they both know will never be
The moment she started coughing up blood, I feel that is when it truly hit me that she’s not going to get better. I’m losing her… I’m fucking losing her. She has been there for me from the start, never ever treating me differently from Linette, although we are not blood-related. She is my mother.
She always said she wished to see me settle down, scolding me for taking forever to choose a partner, and saying she wanted to see her grandchildren. I wonder what she thinks of Adriana? What would she have thought? For a fleeting moment, I wish I could introduce her, but what’s the point? We aren’t together.
I walk through the halls that now feel extremely big, yet I feel closed in, tugging open a few buttons of my shirt. I feel suffocated
Stepping out into the back garden, I head down the winding path lined with large fountains and rose beds, a garden mom was proud of. I close my eyes, thinking her memories will remain in every part of this place.
I’ll have to make sure I step up for Linette. We’re all going to feel Mom’s absence. Death is inevitable, but when it hits one. of the ones you love, that’s when you really feel it. I guess it’s all part of this cycle we call life, but it still hurts.
I sit down at the edge of one of the many fountains and look at the grass that sways in the breeze. The world carries on even when someone’s in pain, but we don’t really care about that unless we’re the ones hurting because of it.
Resting my palms on the stone, I sigh, hanging my head back as I stare at the star-filled night sky. That’s one of the beauties of having a pack high up in the mountains. The sky is pure….
“Beautiful view.”
My heart might have skipped a beat as I recognise the voice and my eyes fall on the woman who had rendered me speechless earlier when she walked in through the door dressed in a sexy figure-hugging dress that accentuated her killerbody.
Once again, my mind seems to go blank as I stare at her. She’s not wearing that dress anymore, shame really. I’m flipping ruined. She’s an entire vibe and just the sight of her is enough to turn me on.
“Yeah, it is,”
I say, trying not to check her out as I turn away. Surprisingly she sits down beside me, even though she leaves a considerable gap stretching her long toned legs out in front of her.
We’re both silent, neither knowing what to say. “As you said earlier, I too know how it feels when a loved one is sick. How are you holding up?”
“As good as I can”
“Great”
She stands up suddenly and I want to ask her to stay, but what right do I have to ask that of her? She turns away and I almost reach out to her, trying not to look at her ass
“Adriana!”
She turns and I quickly drop my hand.
“I’m not deaf,”
she points out, making me internally kick myself for shouting
“Yeah… I know. I uh, thanks for checking in. You didn’t need to, but you did, so thank you.”
“Really, you need to get off your high horse. I’m not doing you any favour. I’d have asked anyone in your position the same,”
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