CHAPTER 35

OLIVIA'S POV
"Luna, you're back." Vanessa grinned as I arrived on the first floor.
It was around evening and I didn't expect her to be around. She was holding a tray containing a bunch of blueberries.
"How long did you wait here?" I asked, in surprise.
"W-well... Since you left."
That was not impressive.
"Whenever I'm not around, you don't have to serve me. It was just an excuse to stop those girls from bullying you. You should also do what you like to do the most instead of waiting."
I walked toward her and sighed. There were beads of sweat on her forehead and that gave me the information I needed. She had stood there for a very long time.
I opened the door to my room and ushered her in. I patted a spot next to me on the bed and she sat down and looked at me curiously.
I didn't know why but I felt like Vanessa was trustworthy and I blurted everything to her without thinking.
VANESSA'S POV
She appeared at the top of the stairs with a graceful look. Immediately she saw me, a spread against her lips to form a grin.
My heart pace started to pick up and she walked towards me while looking at me in surprise.
"How long did you wait here?"
I never left. After she left with her mate to have fun, I stood next to the door while awaiting her presence.
Now, she looked upbeat and excited and it made the blood boil that I wasn't the one making her upbeat.
"W-well... Since you left." I hesitated. But if I told her, she would understand my intentions right?
"Whenever I'm not around, you don't have to serve me. It was just an excuse to stop those girls from bullying you. You should also do what you like to do the most instead of waiting."
She did not understand me.
She thought she was causing me to stress out but she was wrong. I did this out of my own will. I wanted to serve her.
The Luna opened the door and ushered me in, I followed her into her room and she patted the spot next to her.
"Sit," She said and I smiled before sitting down. I must have fixated my gaze on her too much without noticing because she fumbled with my cheeks and said, "You know I went on a date with Julian, right?"
My heart sank but I flashed her a dazzling smile instead. "Do you want to tell me about it?" I asked.
She nodded and grinned, "Well.. we kissed."
I swallowed nervously.
"And made out!" She squealed in excitement and I faked excitement.
I wanted to be happy for her but I couldn't bring myself to.
How could I be happy for her when I was in love with her.
While the Luna told me of her rendezvous with her mate, I nodded and pretended to be excited for her. All this I did until she was tired and wanted to have some rest.
I left the tray of grapes in her room in case she wanted something to munch on. Then I closed the door as I stepped out of the room.
Tears threatened to spill out and I held itheminthemI got to my room where I let the tears roll down freely.
How.. how could she be so happy with Alpha Julian without any regard for me?
Didn't she feel a single thing for me?
That was impossible.
Why else did she save me in the kitchen?
She didn't even ask me why I took those pastries. She had full trust in me so she cared for me. It wasn't her fault. It was Alpha Julian's fault. It was all on him!
He had no right to touch her like that.
He was seducing her and that was so wrong. It wasn't only wrong- It was unforgivable.
I knew if I kept this up, I wouldn't be able to serve the Luna well tomorrow so I decided to go on a quick stroll away from the packhouses and to the beach.
It was dark and people rarely came here.
It was an outlet for me to think and let out all the emotions I'd been keeping bottled in.
After my mother died, I was treated like shit and I did not appreciate the treatment so I tried to stick to myself but I got insulted and trashed because of it instead so I learned a skill, manipulating people to think I was innocent while I committed little crimes like not doing my portion of the work on time.
However, a few caught up on it and I was no longer trusted.
But after meeting Olivia, the pack's Luna. It was as though I saw the moon goddess in her. She treated me kindly and protected me from judgmental people. She gave me butterflies.
All of the things I never thought I would have.
She was a gift to me from the moon goddess and Alpha Julian was going to take it away from me. Then I'll be left with no one and I would be cursed again with no one having my back.
That would be torture and I did not know if I could handle that alone.
When I was younger, my mother used to protect me but then she died. If Luna also left me for Julian, why would I do?
"WHAT WOULD I DO?!" I voiced out but then I heard a swoosh. I looked around me in an alert but didn't see anyone, only a single leaf floating in the air. It was probably the wind sending me comfort or sending me a message.
I was like a single leaf floating in the air.
The realization sunk in and it brought me to my knees.
What would I do?
Why must I do so she doesn't leave me?!
I was screaming at myself now but I didn't get any answers no matter how much I screamed.
I was in pain but it only got worse as I imagined the Luna abandoning me.
LEO'S POV
The wall clock ticked and every second I glanced at it, it got even louder, irritating my nerves.
Without a second thought, I grabbed the vase sitting in the middle of the table and tossed it against the wall clock and they both shattered and fell onto the tiled floor.
I relaxed, feeling a bit calm now that I didn't hear the annoying sound of the clock ticking.
But after a moment passed, I become anxious.
"Where the hell was that woman!"
She was hours late for our agreement!
It took me everything not to shift into my wolf and rip apart the mansion. I was pissed and there was absolutely nothing that could calm me down in the room. It pissed me off more!
I had enough I was dealing with and now.. she was late.
I stopped when I heard the sound of heels clicking on the tiled floor. I exhaled. It was her.
And she was taking her time.
I immediately grabbed the brush and parker that were sitting by the corner and tried to tidy up the room. It is the end, after cleaning up. I left the brush and parker by the corner along with the other cleaning equipment.
These days, things have been a mess.
My brother dropped by,
Then my Luna went missing.
Then I was no longer able to sense the tool that would help me have infinite supernatural powers.
The most surprising issue that pressed me was Olivia getting missing.
Her father was a shameless pig who would do anything to get rid of her so the possibility of him saving her was slimmer than a unicorn flying in the air.
Also, my men were situated everywhere. In all corridors and corners. There was no way she would receive help from outside sources and I wouldn't be aware of it. It was just impossible!
Even though she wasn't my mate, I got her first!
And she was a good figurehead for my pack. She made me look good in front of outsiders.
Not only that. She had a pretty face.
I didn't even get to fuck her first!
She could've disappeared after I used her until I got bored.
I didn't even get my money's worth and she was off just like that!
I suspected my brother, Julian of course but that was only because we had history.
There was no way, he would kidnap and run off with my Luna except he had gone mad and wanted to start another war. The Julian I knew was Rational and wouldn't do anything that would hurt him, people.
He was kind and cared for the overall situation.
He wasn't as petty as me, I gave him that.
When the search for my Luna continued, I had something more important to deal with, and the 'woman' I had dealings with was proving a bit stubborn and unreliable. She did not respect me nor bothered to give me any regard and it was annoying.
I could that she was around and I could smell her as well and she didn't seem panicked that she had arrived late. She didn't fear my wrath either. Something like that was rare for all the creatures in the wolf's realm as my name tended to be a reason for their tears, their nightmares, their pain, their tragedy. Me.
As soon as I stepped into a room, I make people's hope shatter. I burn their hopes and make them pray for death and those who crossed me weren't much of a difference. They knew running away would be useless so many of them usually committed suicide to have a less painful death.
If someone crossed me and tried to escape. I would find them- I usually found them and tortured them.
There was this specific method that I liked.
I used it on one of my whores who got pregnant by another man. She was dirty and unkempt. She was mine! How could she let another man touch her?!
It was annoying. Very annoying. Disgraceful even!
So I decided to teach her a little lesson.
I brought her and her little male friend to a nice room. I tied him up and raped the bitch right in front of his eyes. Then I decided to recreate her.
I used my claws to gouge out her eyeballs and licked the blood off my claws to spite her little lover.
He was shaking and tried to save her but he was too weak.
Next, I played around with her belly bump and sunk my claws inside while ripping out the Festus containing the child. That was the end of the woman. But I wasn't done yet.
I carved out her heart with my bare fingers and forced her little lover to eat it.
I didn't expect him to. But werewolves were cowards and could also be scaredy cats if you pushed them enough.
The foolish woman's lover ate her heart to survive.
The scene was satisfying, the way he had squashed her heart in his mouth with the blood surrounding his lips...
Oh dear, thinking about it now made me crave blood.
Oh!
Oh!
Sweet blood...
Anyways, I had kept my promise to the man and let him live for five minutes then I decided to torture him too.
But this time I decided to make it public.
I hired people to peel out his skin to make clothes.
He looked a mess and he was sensitive to the hot oil and cold water I asked to be poured on him simultaneously.
He had begged for a while.
But of course, I didn't listen to him.
Watching him suffer was more fun.
Unfortunately, the fun ended when he stopped pleading with me to save his life.
There was no use torturing him so I snapped his neck and watch him shatter on the floor.
His death was the ugliest in my opinion but others could disagree.
All I did was pull out the woman's eyeballs and fetus which he had his skin peeled out. The process usually took about an hour to ensure a clean job.
That must have hurt a lot.
Especially when water and hot oil were poured on him. It gave him quite an ugly experience.
I chuckled upon remembering the scent.
It was bloody to other people.
To me, it was heaven and my type of fun.