Taming my Badass Luna

Chapter 7

I got out of the room, grinning like an idiot. You ask how it felt getting payback? I freaking feel like a bitch! And yea, it's wonderful.

"Planning to get Adrian wrapped around your fingers, eh?" Vernon suddenly came into view, ruining my moment of bitchy victory. I smirk at the thought.

"The Alpha of Blue moon, the most arrogant alpha wrapped around my fingers. Sounds wonderful. I should think more of that, maybe I should ask for a witchcraft?" I said half joking. Isn't it awesome? On the second thought, it's not. I should not keep an arrogant, annoying man beside me. I'm happy with myself, I can die with just me in company.

"Ah, witchcraft." He said slightly sighing. "Maybe I'm already trapped under your spell. Am I bewitched?"

"Enchanted eh? It's not working. Try harder Vernon." I said in a mocking tone, winking at him.

"Nah. Adrian might kill me." He said chuckling. "Come on! Give me your hand." He continued while his right hand went forth. The door of my room suddenly burst open and the mighty Adrian came out, looking at Vernon's hand. His hair looks like a bird's nest and his shirt was crippled. He looked at me and gave me a sullen glance before he walked away. I really want to laugh at his face, he's literally having a hard time walking! Because of his... you know. What a good job Ysabelle!

I burst into laughter at his looks. I finally annoy Adrian and this isn't the end. Come on! I'm enjoying this!

"What the hell happened to Adrian?!" Vernon bawled that cease the fun. I looked at him, shocked. Is he mad? What the hell?! I thought we're in this together?

"W-wait! Hey! Are you crying?! Did I do something?!" He exasperatedly ask me, holding my arms. I looked at his worried eyes. "Ysa? What's wrong?" He again asked with his soft voice. But I said nothing, I just hug him tight. It was like a second nature to me, hugging someone when I'm crying. I just need someone to cry on.

"Such a cry baby." He said, smiling. Hugging me back, patting my back while swaying side to side. I feel like a kid.

"I know." I replied chuckling.

"So why did you cry Ysabelle?"

"I thought you're mad at me" I said while crossing my arms. "I'm not yet ready to lose another friend."

"What?! I'm not!" He said laughing. "Actually, I'm impressed! This is the first time I see Adrian like that! Ah! Achille's heel, yea. Isn't it awesome Ysabelle?"

"Oh yea. I don't care. If I were to choose between you two, I'm going to choose you. I don't need a douchebag, I need a friend." I sincerely said. I saw something in his eyes, the glow of happiness. I'm glad he's happy.

"Aaaa. I'm touched." He said acting like a girl and pouting like a duck. "But before we got so cheesy, I'm going to give you this." He handed me a contact lens stored in a tiny box.

"What am I going to do with this?" A contact lens? I don't have problems with my vision, what the hell is this for?

"Do you want to look suspicious? Your eyes weren't normal. And I know you are the one they're looking for." He said seriously.

"What?! Who?!" Does everybody know this? Does Adrian? Then why didn't he utter any of these awhile back? It's a serious matter for Pete's sake! It's me that we're talking about here.

'Do you even matter to him?' Katarina murmurs. She's been queasy these past few days. I know it's not easy for her. Mates don't want the feeling of this. It was killing you in a slow manner, like stabbing you with a rusty dull knife and I hate it that all you want to do was to kill yourself, but you can't.