Sold: The UnderWorld (Book 5)

Demands To Understand

Luke:

I returned home, late though. The question that I'd been asking myself for hours still remained in my mind. 'Why are you so angry. I don't love Luna, so am I jelouse that my brother has a mate? No way, what good is it to be tied down? Then why am I so amgry?' I wondered. I peered into the dining room. Everyone was talking, and laughing. Even father and Michael. 'I don't have to eat now' I thought. I began to leave.

"Luke sweety, come eat dinner!" my mom called. 'Damn it, of all rotten luck' I thought grimly. I entered the room, and too a seat on the side of the table no one sat at.

"How's your day been. You had some time away from home. Where did you go?" my mother questioned me.

"Fine, I didn't go any where. Just... kinda hovered in the sky" I answered honestly.

"That's good brother, have some time to yourself" Michael said, "Some time to your forever-alone-self" he added quietly. Luna glared at me from across the table as she took a sip out of her cup. I looked away,

"Damn you" I muttered under my breath, "Damn you all" I added quietly as I took a bite of my steak sandwhich.

"Luke, knock it off" my father snapped. 'Oh so you didn't hear Michael insulting me? Back to the old ways I guess' I thought.

"May I be escased?" I asked, but I was already leaving when my mother said anything. I just felt.... I felt.... broken, angry, or maybe something else, yet I had no logical reason for it.

Luna:

After dinner I headed into the den with Michael. I took a seat on the couch beside him.

"I love you Luna" Michael told me. The look in his eyes told me he meant it too. I felt my face became warmer,

"Heh, I love you too. What's wrong with your brother?" I questioned him. He shook his head, and shrugged.

"He's always been a trouble kid, but lets not talk about him. Do you like it better here now that your with me?" he asked.

"Yeah, I do" I said honestly, "I like staying here" I lied. I liked it better with Michael, but I didn't want to be here in this castle. I'd rather be home with Jasper and Grace. In fact I were we'd be readying ourselves for a nice summer vacation with Cole's family in his pack territory.

"That's cool, right" he said, and he gave me a cocky grin. "Do you like being real close to me?" he asked.

"Erm- yeah, I uh- suppose" I replied. He leaned closer, and I leaned back. Michael moved closer till he hovered above me.

"Just how close can we get?" he asked. I felt my skin go cold, and goosebumps rise.

"Michael just what are you infering?" I asked.

"Oh I think you understand my darling. You and I both love each other, so why not?" he suggested, and he rose an eyebrow.

"Michael, I'm only fifteen" I informed him, "And how old are you? Seventeen?"

"Yeah, sure, but isn't it for the fact we're in love" Michael said.

"Michael, I do love you, but I'm not ready. I'm..... I can't" I told him. "You'll respect my decision right?" I said. 'I have to ask him if he respects me. Have I really come to having to ask him so?' I thought. Michael suddenly forced his hips against mine, and his hand lashed out. Before I could move away his fingers slipped on the edges of my shirt sleeve. It tore down my side reavealing my undergarments.

"Michael stop, this is too much" I pleaded.

"I demand, and I get. Luke failed to teach you that, but I won't" he told me. His hands pressed against my chest.

"Michael please, you said you'd treat me as Luke shoulder have!" I pleaded.

"Exactly, he should have been more strict if he ever had hoped to tie your wild, devilish nature down" he snapped at me. I felt my good fang lengthen,

"Michael please don't make me fight you" I pleaded again. He made no verbal response, but his hips against mine gave me a physical response. I leaned foreward, fangs exposed. I felt my fangs pierce, and tear his skin. He cried out in shock and pain. His fist struck at my head, and I was knocked backwards. I felt my head crash into the glass coffee table splitting a huge crack in the glass while my head hit the floor. I whimpered loudly when I felt Michael's foot hit me in the stomach harder than when Luficer had punished me. I watched as Michael walked away, leaving me on the floor. He stopped when Luke entered. He leaned against the wall, his arms were crossed.

"Heh, you two sure are enjoying each other. Plenty of love and sex you whore" he spat at me before walking away down the hall way. Michael stormed out the other way, leaving me behind. I picked myself up on my knees, and crawled back to my room to collaspe on in bed.