Taming the Luna

Rebel

Belinda's POV

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" Sweaty and breathless, the man pulled my body closer to his, making me squirm inside. "Lina?" I groaned inwardly before saying,

"It's Belinda, not Lina." Out of all my conquests I've had this week, this one was by far the worst. Hell, the virgin at least tried to make me come. Robin here literally just stuck it in me and just kept drilling me until he orgasmed. And believe me, that fucking hurt! But you know the rules: you can't tell a guy to his face that he sucks in bed. Well, on the bright side, he was pretty cute. Robin was the All-American boy with the light brown hair, hazel eyes, and dimples; back at the club, he actually sounded pretty interesting. But then again, that could have been the tequila talking. Next time, I was definitely picking up a chick.

"So, do you wanna try again?" His eyes were hungrily gazing at me, and I bit my lip to avoid yelling in exasperation. How could this bone head not realize that I wanted him to LEAVE? This wasn't my house, and I wanted to avoid being caught my sisters. I'd never be allowed to forget about it. "Come on; this time, I'll let you on top." Hmmm, that actually was a good idea. I would be in control, and I would be able to kick out Robin off a good note. I nodded eagerly and jumped on his body. Another plus about the idiot: he had the best body ever. I grinded my hips against him, and the sexiest moan left his lips. Hearing this spiked up my libido, and I swayed my body faster.

"Hey, Linda, Mena-ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Talk about terrible timing, Aleks. I turned around to see the Beta's brother gazing at us, disbelief and annoyance in his eye. "Belinda, seriously? NOW OF ALL TIMES!?" I raised an eyebrow at him, daring him to say any more. "Mena needs you; it has to do with Mikey." Oh yeah! I do remember Ximena telling me that they had a skype meeting with Michaelangelo earlier today. I got off of Robin and started running towards the closet, slipping on clothes. "You, get the hell out of here." Robin did as he was told and began scrambling around for his stuff. "Belinda-"

"Yeah, yeah I know!" I had on a green tank top with jean shorts when I left the room, running for the office.

Michaelangelo was my cousin, the one chosen to run the Mob while the true Don (a.k.a Ximena) stayed here for her safety. Since I had wanted to participate earlier, she was giving me a chance to help her with the decisions for the Mafia. And of course, I let a pretty boy like Robin interrupt it.

As I was nearing the office, I saw Piper and Regan speaking in hushed tones. Piper was Aleksander's mate, but the scandal was that they were nearly four years apart in age. Apparently, she had been about to turn fourteen when he found her, but they still managed to come together. She was a beautiful seventeen year old with white blond hair to match her mate's. Violet eyes snapped towards me, and a sympathetic expression came on her face. 

"They're having a council meeting right now with some neighboring Alphas...it's not going well." The man between us said, 

"Yeah, they aren't taking the Luna seriously. You should have been here earlier." Regan was the Delta's mate, and boy could he be any different from the carefree and optimistic Faolan. His icy blue eyes could make any man cower in fear if used correctly; they gazed at me, and an eyebrow was raised. "Where were you?" Before I could speak, a particular red-head ran in, with her eyes wide.

Out of all of us, Rosalina was probably the who had changed the most. Her hair had grown to her waist, and it seemed like her green eyes had a glow to them. I remember seeing how broken she became during our inprisonment; she was suffering of so much depression, and now we could attribute that almost contact with Declan. Now, all signs of sadness had disappeared, and all we could see a radiance inside her. Then, I caught the name tattoed onto her collarbone.