Broken Luna

Chapter 3

I look around quickly before looking back to him, "Where are we going?".

"Calm down, we need to get to know each other and I need you to be with me as much as possible because of your tics. I won't let you be in pain like that again. We're going to the pack house so we can talk away from people", he mumbles while nuzzling his face into my neck.

He stays like that for a moment, pressing a soft kiss before continuing to focus on getting me out of this school and away from the glares I am receiving from women all around us.

After a short car ride we arrive at the gate of the pack house and he nods to the guard who presses the button to open the gate. I've always been amazed at how huge this place is but I've never gotten to see it beyond the fence. I feel a large warm hand rest on my thigh and I wince in pain lightly as he squeezes where there are wounds not yet completely healed from this week. I tried not to do it but knowing I had found my mate and how much responsibility would be on my shoulders if he does accept me, I couldn't take it. I look over to him hesitantly as he looks down at me in concern and a little anger but he quickly puts his eyes back on the road and moves his hand closer to my knee not squeezing anymore. Once he parks the car I go to open my door and he stops me before running around the car and opening it for me. I giggle and grab his hand as he helps me out of the car and we walk to the front door. The inside is even bigger than I imagined as I try to hide my amazement but clearly fail as Zachary chuckles beside me. He brings me to a room before opening the door and releasing my hand before motioning to enter. I go in and look around to see a desk and a bunch of filing cabinets and papers, this must be his office. I stand next to his desk and turn to him as he shuts the door. I sit in the chair across from his and I see sadness flash through his eyes but is quickly gone as he becomes serious again and sits in his chair.

"Now I believe you already know my name is Zachary but I would like you to call me Zach, tell me your name and some things about you", he crosses his legs and rests his head on his hand looking at me.

"My name is Lucy, I turned 18 in March, my favorite color is blue and my favorite animals are well, wolves", I smile slightly as he scans my features.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman. Don't tell anyone but my favorite color is pink and my favorite animals are cats. This is going to be a bit weird but you must understand as Alpha I need to know these things, who are your parents and where do you live?", he questions curiously.

"My mother is Andrea Heart and my father is Aiden Heart, we live right outside of the village on the edge closest to the pack house. We are far from royalty like you and I'm nothing special, my parents have had a very hard time emotionally and financially with my disorders and I've had a few near death experiences due to my tics. I'm not sure what will help me or how I will protect the pack with them. I've always wanted pets and some day to have my own pups but I'm afraid I'll hurt them so I've never owned a pet", he raises an eyebrow in confusion.

"You have your service dog though?", I look down at Lucian who is laying under my chair with his head resting on my foot.

I look back up to Zachary and shrug, "He's not really a dog, he's a wolf. The vet said he most likely was an early shifter resulting in his human form dying. He's stuck as a wolf but he's extremely intelligent and like his own person so I don't consider him a pet".

He stares at me for a moment, his jaw agape.

"This is my first time hearing of that. I suppose that is why he is so protective and understanding with you", I nod as he leans back in his chair sighing deeply.

He looks back towards me and smiles, "With that being said though, I'm sure if you don't hurt him you wouldn't hurt a pet".

I smile back, "I guess I never really thought about it that way. I never really considered wolves a pet since we are part wolf".

"Not to mention, how will you know how good of a mother you will be if you don't try it out with a pet first. We'll have to get you one darling", I look down as I feel my face heat up at the thought of the nickname he has given me.

I hear a tapping sound as I look up and see him smirking.

He pats his thigh before speaking, "Come here".

I hesitantly stand up and walk over to him. He pulls me closer to him until I'm sitting on his lap straddling him. He rests his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.

"I've never really enjoyed the smell of flowers but your scent, it's addictive. The scent of fresh flowers and summer air flows around you. It's like a personal dose of cocaine all for me", he whispers as his voice muffles against my skin.

Lucian lays down next to his desk watching his every move. He slowly trails his hands under my dress and up my thighs causing me to wince in pain. He quickly pulls away and lifts my dress to see them, his eyes scan the scars. Some still red as they are in the process of healing. I feel the anger radiating off of him as I close my eyes tightly.