Chapter 13

LUNA POV

He was stunned by my question. Maybe, there is nothing wrong if I asked him if he likes me. I felt ashamed of myself after I uttered the question. I saw his jaw clenched and he sat straight. He holds his forehead as if I created a problem for him to solve. He cleared his throat and looked straight at me.

"No," he said softly. I was so disgusted by myself. I felt humiliated and I wanted to run away from him. I don't know what to say. I am an idiot for asking a man if he likes me. I know this man could never love and like a woman like me. I am nothing to him but just a woman he needs to take care of. He was about to say something when suddenly Matilda interrupted.

"Hector, your fiance' is here," pointing to a woman who had just come.

I turned around to see a very beautiful woman in a red dress. Her hair is long and curly. Her physical appearance was molded by cosmetics. The jewelry she was wearing was captivating. I tried to scan her gorgeous face and I realized that this woman is Jasmine. The woman whom Hector fucked in his room last time. I remember how she and Hector had sex in that room. I can still remember how they moan for each other's names. I can't believe that this woman was Hector's fiance. He has a fiance for god sake. And He still entertains other women despite having a fiance whom he will marry soon. He even tried to claim me one night after that incident in the bathroom. Is this how he played with women? He doesn't even care for others' feelings. He is selfish. He only cares for himself and his pleasure.

I turned to see Hector approach Jasmine as the woman reached for his lips. I saw Hector whisper something to her as he puts his hand on her waist and guides her inside the house. I was left alone at the table with the bottle of wine. I throw a gaze at Francis' and Stefan's table. Both are busy laughing and drinking. They didn't even notice Jasmine's presence a while ago. I felt sliced pain in my chest. Is this what they call, a broken heart? Earlier, Hector made it clear that he doesn't like me. A few seconds after, I discovered he has a fiance. This is the first time I felt this way. My vision starts to be blurry as tears started to form in my eyes. I saw the bottle of wine and found myself drinking as if there was no more tomorrow.

Two hours later, my visions started to spin. I already forgot how many glasses of wine I drank. I felt Stefan's arms around me as he helped me stand.

"Luna, I think it's time for you to rest upstairs. Let me help you," as he guides me inside the house.

"How about Francis, are we going to leave him here?" I asked as I turned to see Francis almost sleeping on the chair.

"Leave him there. He will be fine later. The effect of the wine would not last that long to him," he chuckled as we made the entrance to the door.

I am thankful for Stefan's goodness. He treats me well since I met him. I don't care if he is a werewolf too. For me, he is a good werewolf than Hector. Well, Hector is bad. He is bad and I want to believe that.

"Here, Luna. This is your room. Get inside now and rest," he whispered and I felt his warm breath.

I looked up at him. I realized how good-looking he was. He has a sharped features and his body was well built. My goodness, is this what wine can do to me? He leaned closer to me and traced my cheeks.

"You are beautiful, Luna," his deep voice was appealing.

I just stayed staring at his brown eyes when I saw him lean much closer this time aiming for my lips.

But before our lips touched, I saw how Stefan stumbled down the floor as Hector punched him in the face.

"Fuck, Hector, what the hell! What's wrong with you men?" Stefan shouted as he wiped the blood from his mouth.

"You Stefan, answer me. What's wrong with you? What are you doing?" Hector yelled at him. He was angry. The hell does he cares if we kissed each other. This man is insane.

I hurriedly helped Stefan stand. I pity him.

"Are you alright Stefan?" I asked him while looking at the blood from his mouth. Stefan was about to say something when I felt a hand grabbing my arms. I looked at Hector with his fierce look.

"Don't touch me, let me go!" I shouted at his face.

"I told you to sleep in my room, remember? I need to look after you so you won't escape," as he forced me to go to his room.

I looked at Stefan and was surprised to see him laughing. What's funny now?

"Sorry man if I made you jealous. Yours is yours," as Stefan waved his hands to say goodbye.

"Let go of me, Hector! You're hurting me!" I exclaimed.

Instead of letting me go, he opened the door and dragged me inside. He let go of my arm and I felt a burning pain from his strong grip.

I looked at him and I caught him staring angrily.

"What now? In the first place Hector, you don't fuckin' care if I kiss Stefan. Anyway, I am single." I blurted out.

I saw his breathing increase. Did I just make him angrier?

"Anyway, you only need to protect me against other werewolves because that is what your father wants. Don't worry, Stefan is not a threat. He has always been good to me. Unlike you! “I continued.

His evil eyes started to glisten with so much anger. His jaw clenched and his handsome face turned into a frown look.

"Stop staring at me as if you are jealous!" I yelled at him. I got no response.

"Why are you here in the first place? You should be there with your fiancé. You need to look after her, not me!" I shouted.

I was about to continue yelling when he stepped closer, much closer this time to kiss me.