The Last Luna

33

~Avery~

The tensed atmosphere almost made me gag. I could look anyone in the eye at the moment I could tell Liam felt the same while Dylan kept raging though he didn't utter a word.

Everyone in the room felt heavy. The place was filled with sounds of heavy breathing, like we just went for a round.

I was tired of the silence. I was tired of all the drama. I just wanted my happy ending, why's it taking so long to get to me. "Ugh" I let out a low groan, balling my hands into a fist, suddenly feel my heart get heavy.

I could tell that things from now on is gonna be hard and filled with rivalry between Liam and Dylan and probably between that Tessa and I.

Just the thought of her got me bitter. Why does such a person exist? What a pest.

"Avery." Liam voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Slowly, my head shot up to meet his gaze. I felt that if I reacted too quickly, Dylan would pick up some odd message and start overreacting about it.

Somehow, I couldn't blame him. I'm pretty sure I'd feel extremely insecure when Tessa comes along. I know he loves me but still, the truth's the truth. I'm not his mate.

If Tessa had played her cards right, Dylan would've fallen for her instantly, beside, he's her other half.

Maybe if Liam wasn't marked by his late mate, our mate bond would be stronger and Dylan wouldn't even be able to cross my mind. Not once. That's just how strong this thing is. Thinking of it kind of pisses me off

Why can't the moon goddess just let us pick who we want.
Instead, she gives us some kind of artificial love we refer to as mate bond to force us into thinking we actually love them.

Apart from my mom, I don't know anyone else who fell in love with someone else before meeting their mates, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one.

Mate bonds are so complicated and irritating. My bond with Liam is even more complicated.

I let out a sigh as soon as Liam and I locked eyes, trying my best not to look infatuated. Dylan would pick up any change in facial and turn it into a theory.
I could feel his eyes pierce right through me. It was definitely scary.

"We need to talk" he said, ignoring the glares Dylan shot his way

I knew exactly what he wanted to talk about but I wasn't ready for it

I turned, catching a glance at Dylan who had an unreadable look on his face before giving Liam my eyes again.

I gulped, shaking my head slowly, hoping he'd just go and not try to force me.
I got nervous, watching him grow a small frown while he pushed his lips together and look away from me. Like he was trying to stop himself from saying something or just trying to control his anger.

I let a shaky sigh as soon as he brought his gaze back up to me saying "Later then" before turning his gaze to Dylan who sat behind me, throwing him a short wave, before giving me one last glance. "We'll see soon" he leaned in, whispering as low as he could so Dylan wouldn't here. His low voice and the feel of his breath against my skin made me shiver a bit.

For a moment I froze as soon as I felt him plant a short kiss a bit away from my ear and leaving. You don't have to be a genius to guess he wanted to piss Dylan off but to his surprise and mine, Dylan didn't make a sound.

Feeling my heart bound against my chest, I remained in my position, staring at the open door, too scared to check on Dylan to see how he reacted, to scared to even move.

I closed my eyes, gathering enough courage them shutting the door, turning, ready to face him.

"Uh-" I was shocked to see he was already by the stairs.... was kinda offended

"Dylan!" I said, rushing to him as soon as he paused. He turned his gaze to meet mine when I stood beside him then he let out a broken chuckle.

He was already broken

"Avery" he called out my name. He was barely audible
I starred back at him feeling terrible that I was responsible for his state.

"He made..." he trailed, holding a faked smile as I felt his gaze pierce through me. "He made you blush" he said cupping my cheeks.

My eyes widened at the realization. I had no idea. It was like my body was acting against my mind. His kiss didn't even flatter me. Why the hell am I blushing then?

I opened my mouth hoping something that could help the situation would come out. Anything at all but there was nothing.

Before I could realize anything, Dylan's lips were against mine, depressing me with his slow soft movement. It wasn't like other times our lips met when I'd be filled with joy, lust, love. Right now I was dying, my heart was aching. Right now it was different. It wasn't the same Dylan. His whole pattern was different.

Though they were against mine, I could feel his lips quiver. They were extremely soft and though they moved slowly against mine, you could get the sense that they were desperate too.

I couldn't return the kiss. I knew the message he was try pass through it.

This wasn't the usual 'I love you' kiss, this was the goodbye kiss. He was already convinced that I would leave him and that hurt more than anything.

Realizing I wasn't returning it, he broke the kiss, leaning away slowly and locking eyes with me.

His heart was aching more than mine and I could tell. His eyes held nothing but pain. Liam wasn't the only thing bothering him, something happened while I was unconscious... Something big and I was too sure. He wanted to go through it alone without involving me, probably trying to escape stressing me but there was no way I was gonna let him do that.

There was no way I was gonna let him walk away, leaving him to keep feeling like my feelings for him were gone.

He broke eye contact with me, about to leave but I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, forcing my lips against him. Surprised by the overwhelming pool of emotions that rushed through me and by the way he returned my kiss, I could tell he felt it too. Our move moved in sync, not exactly like it used to, but we'd already made progress

I gave him my 'I love you' kiss and he returned it with 'I love you too'