The Forsaken Luna

CHAPTER FIVE

Elliot

My blood is boiling. I can feel it rush through me and I can't stop myself. Red flashes in front of my eyes and I can't think straight. My jaw clenches so tightly my teeth almost break.

Ryker? Seriously? Freaking Ryker Quantum out of all people? It's already bad enough he's my sister's mate!

I crash through the door, my teeth still gritted together and my hands still trembling from my anger. It feels like the few months of progress of trying to control my anger and trying to turn a new page have just flown out of the window. I could break somebody's skull right now.

Mackenzie yelps as I crash through the door, her eyes wide open as she turns to me. A blush forms on her face as she stares at me through the glass door that is slightly fogged from the hot water.

"Elliot? What the hell are you doing? I'm in the shower!" She yells at me, turning quickly away from me to cover herself up. I keep my eyes on her face, forcing myself to look only at her eyes. I might be pissed off right now, but I won't step over the line she drew.

"We have to talk." I tell her in a calm voice, closing the door of the bathroom behind me. I walk over to the toilet and close the lid, so I can sit down on it. "Now!?" Mackenzie shouts, her crystal blue eyes turning to look over her shoulder at me. I lean my forearms on my knees and turn my look down on the tiled floor. "Yes, fucking now!" A growl erupts after my words, which makes Kenzie halt whatever she was doing. I can feel her eyes on me, but I don't dare to look up.

My wolf growls in my head and I feel how he wants to pull me to her. He wants me to strip every single piece of clothing off of my body and step into the shower with her. If I just think about his wishes for a split second, I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from executing them. It's already hard being in here with just the glass door separating us.

"We need to talk." My words are softer now. I run my hands through my hair, tugging at my locks to try and focus on anything else but Mackenzie's naked body behind the glass doors. I hear the water stop running, which makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand.

"Okay." Her reply is as soft as my words and I feel my chest tighten. This girl has so much power over me and she doesn't even realize it. It's like she put a spell on me or something. Sometimes I question how the hell I can resist her.

"What the hell was that with Ryker yesterday? You tell me you want to be alone and then he rolls around and you suddenly want to hang out with him." I cringe at the desperation in my voice. Can it be any more obvious that I'm jealous? Or territorial.

I can hear how Kenzie opens up one of the bottles in the shower and from the scent the liquid emits, I know its soap.

"Are you jealous, Elliot?" I can hear the mockery in her voice, which makes my blood boil again. Of course I'm jealous! If I'd let my wolf control me, she'd already be marked and mated by now! It's hard to keep myself away from her when all I want is to be as close as possible to her.

"Yes." I answer instead, trying to calm myself down. I watch the white tiles on the floor, trying to find any cracks or scratches on them to occupy my mind. There are none, which doesn't exactly help me. "I'm jealous. And I hate it that you were with him yesterday and not with me." I glance up to the shower, the fog covering up most of the glass doors. But I notice how she wiped away some of the fog so she could see me. Right now Kenzie is looking to the side, her eyebrows furrowed and a thoughtful expression on her face.

I tear my eyes away from her, feeling blood rush to my southern regions. I feel my throat tighten, as my wolf growls inside of my head. The growl is demanding, hungry. I move on the toilet lid, one of my hands turning into a fist. Not now, Elliot. You have been holding back your rut for such a long time, don't lose focus now.