The Unwilling Luna.

Chapter 7

~ Angelique

The moment my eyes made contact with his I felt my anger dissolve and all the insults I planned to assault him with dissapeared from my mind.

He looked at me as though waiting for a signal, a sign that I knew who he was but I feigned ignorance and gave him my most innocent look.

I spoke up ending the almost intoxicating gaze he had on me "Excuse me, I'm not allowed to talk to strangers" I said meekly.

I tried to walk away but he he grabbed my elbow and pulled me gently into his arms.

"What are you doing?" I said feeling confused as the electric like shocks assaulted my nervous system.

He stood still watching me and honestly it got more uncomfortable by the minute.

"Are you mute? Let go of me" I said trying to get out of his grasp.

"You have no idea how confused I am right now. I need to talk to you" he said looking desperate.

"Well I don't want to talk to you let me go" I said frowning .

His face contorted into one of confusion "What do you mean?"

Shit, no one should find out yet.

"Let me go!" I yelled garnering a few weird stares from some of the nearby guests.

He looked at me intently and I couldn't help but memorize his beautiful features. I wouldn't say he was handsome but he wasn't a sight for sore eyes either.

His eyes were so gray and his lips were pink and full . He had high cheek bones and light but still visible eyebrows.

I fought hard not to swoon, he was also muscular and my petite form molded perfectly into his tall one. His smell was simply amazing and I couldn't help but admit that my mate was kinda...a teensy...weensy bit hot.

After a while he let me go and I strangely missed the warmth his body had provided me.

What's wrong with me?

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that, it was uncouth forgive me"

I remained silent watching him.

"My name is Xander Rullin you're Angelique am I correct?"

I'm gonna be rude to him that should make him dislike me "like I said, I'm not allowed to talk to strangers"

With that I left him standing there and made my way home.

I ran upstairs to my room and locked myself in.

Great! Of all the wolves why him? Tears start to form in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall. He won't make me cry.

I head to my vanity mirror and look at myself. I wouldn't say I'm ugly but I'm not the prettiest girl around either. I'm not trying to be ungrateful but the pimple I've had since yesterday seems to get bigger and bigger by the minute. Its as though it was throbbing! This day just had to be the day I'd meet my mate.

Why does this bother you? Remember Damien? Yeah he's your boyfriend.

The little voice in my head replies scoldingly.
After wipping my face clean of all of its make up I take a shower and retire to bed early.

Around two am, I wake up again. I try to go to sleep but its futile, the sleep is not willing to come.

I get up from my canopied bed and stretch a little before sluggishly trudging downstairs to the kitchen.

I grab a plate and a glass and help myself to some chocolate chip cookies and chocolate milk . While noisily munching on my cookies I manage to hear some noise.

Sitting up from the stool at the kitchen island, plate of cookies in hand I follow the noise and it leads me to my Dad's study.

Strange, my dad never works this late. Oh well might as well say hi .

Pushing the door knob discreetly to not disturb in case he's sleeping I walk into the room.

The minute I do I'm not pleased. Dionysius is going through my dad's files and cabinets .

What is he after?

"You're not allowed in here" I say out of the blue, startling him.

He drops the folder he has in hand and gives me a sharp glare. I'm not intimidated in the least and I show this by crossing my arms over my chest and giving him a glare of my own.

"Get out squirt!" He whisper yells proving my suspicion that he's not allowed in here.

"Why do you have the folder of the deed to the estate? "

I walk to him, placing the plate of cookies on the desk and snatch the folder out of his hands.

Horror and dread wash over me "Dionysius Montgomery! Why is this empty?!"

"I gambled it away but I'll win it back soon so keep your mouth shut!" He threatens .

My blood is boiling and I swear I'm seeing red "What kind of a person are you? No matter what you say I'm still telling Dad"

I'm about to storm out when he grabs my elbow and pulls me painfully back.

"Oww"I groan.

"Listen up you spoilt brat! Im not in the mood for your goody goody nonsense" he says tightening his grip on my elbow.

"You're hurting me jackass! Let go" I struggle a bit "You could leave us homeless"

"I said I'd win it back God damn it! Now be a good little brat and go to bed"

"No! I'm still telling Dad" I respond finally able to push him away.

He stumbles back, now equally pissed "Either you shut the hell up or - "

"Or what?" I cut him off.

"I'll tell everyone about you and that omega, don't test me Angelique "