Chapter 15

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Id been thinking non-stop since I talked to Luke. I promised to stay, we hadn't talked about Owen, although in secret I knew what had happened to him. He was gone. Luke had rid our lives of him.

In some sick sense I loved Owen but at the same time I promised myself and the moon goddess I would be with my destined mate, Luke. I want Luke worse than anyone else. He's strong, protective, caring, sweet and sometimes even a little romantic.

If it weren't for Owen and Luke I'd be dead. I thank Owen everyday for saving my life. He'd been so inconsiderate of himself yet without his selfishness I would have been killed.

But I don't want to think about that right now. I'm building a life with Luke. I'm happy, I truly am.

I got up out of bed, still a little sore from the incident, and tip toed my way down stairs.

No one was in the kitchen and for some odd reason I'm starving. So I searched the fridge and found a cup of yogurt. Strawberry flavored.

I grabbed the cup and a spoon, making my way to the living room and sitting in the small rocking chair. I started eating.

"What are you doing up, babe?" I heard Luke whisper in my ear as he started massaging my shoulders, the undeniable tingles driving me crazy.

"I don't know. I just woke up hungry," I whispered back closing my eyes in peace.

"Can I take you back to bed with me?" He asked.

I paused. This isn't something we had done before. My heart stopped and my stomach clenched. Not in a bad way, just in nervous jitters.

I looked up at him as he took my yogurt cup setting it aside. "Come on," he whispered again. "I'll carry you. And I promise nothing will happen."

Luke picked me up, carrying me all the way to his room. I looked around at the neat dark room as he laid me on his bed under the covers, then crawled in himself. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close.

I started drifting to sleep. "Luke," I whispered.

I needed to say it before I fell asleep.

"Yes baby?" He purred in my ear.

I shivered.

I have to.

"I-"

"What is it love?"

"I love.....you......" Then I fell asleep in his arms, a heaven so sweet and innocent I almost never wanted it to go away.

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