Beast Behind the Mask

Chapter 10

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CHAPTER 10

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I looked at the clock, 7:30 am. It was way too early for a sunday. I guess I forgot to turn my alarm off. God...I was so sleepy....I shot up. I remembered why I didn't turn it off. I moaned as I flopped back in bed and put a pillow over my face. I recalled last night. After Hunter had brought me home, he had ordered Jace in his office which was somewhere in his wing. I had not known that, but the floor above me was completely empty because it belonged to Hunter. He just didn't live there. Anyway, after whatever happened-I didn't know because I was ordered by someone to go to my room to freshen up and eat something-Hunter had stormed into my room, after 1 or two hours, really angry and after asking if I was okay, ordered me to get ready because tomorrow he was announcing me as his Luna. And we were moving in upstairs in his wing. I hadn't argued. That day when he had told me that I was moving into his condo, then he had completely forgotten about it. Or deliberately hadn't mentioned it. And I hadn't dared to bring it up. So when he had informed me about his decision at night, I had realized that my good luck had run out. So instead of futilely trying to convince him otherwise I had just nodded my head. Then after pecking my forehead, Hunter had left.

Now here I was. What was I going to do? I needed to talk to Mom.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." I sat up.

Mom came inside, looking a little worried. I immediately felt relieved just by looking at her.

''Mom, did you hear?" I instantly asked as I moved aside so she could sit down on the bed.

"Yes baby, Alpha announced last night." She took my hand, "How are you?"

"Not fine Mom," I whispered, "I don't know what to do. I can't be a Luna."

"Yes you can. You can be anything you set your mind to."

"No Mom." I said softly as I looked at my dressing table, bare except for my hair brush and perfume bottle, "It's not like that. You know I'm messed up."

"Hon-"

"No Mom," I interrupted, "You know how messed up I am. You know. I'm scared of the dark, I'm scared of thunderstorms, I'm scared of touching. Touching Mom, who gets scared of touching?" I asked. I could feel my throat clogging and the tears in my eyes, just getting ready to spill.

"Ariana, honey, listen to me. These are just hurdles, nothing more. You are the most beautiful, kind, and brave person I know. And I'm not just saying that because you're my daughter. I know you can do this." Mom finished as she stroked my hair. Hearing her words, the tears left my eyes and tracked down my cheeks.