The Worst Of Luck

Chapter nineteen

I sat in my room, sulking about all of today's events. Why did my stupid father have to show up? And why did Vincent have to be so .... so overprotective. I got up to pee, when someone quietly knocked on my door. I fished up in the washroom, before scurrying over to the door, opening it to see Vincent. He looked stressed out, and his hair looked as if he was running his fingers through it continuously. "What?" I asked, my voice dry and scratchy from my previous water works. "I'm sorry for what happened today. I got so jealous when I saw you with him, and my wolf and I couldn't take. We already lost you once, we can't loose you again. I guess that's why I felt so possessive. I understand if your not ready to talk about what happened with Alpha Davis, but when you are ready, I'll be here." He said calmly. I didn't really know what to say, so I just wrapped my arms around him and pulled him Into a tight hug. It calmed me down being with him. It felt so right. He hugged me back, shutting the door behind us, so we'd have some privacy. "Is Aidan still with Sam?" I asked, sniffling Into Vincent's chest as he walked us over to the bed so we could sit down. "Yes. He and Sam are with Tori," he said calmly. I nodded, and we sat in silence for a few minutes. Before something dawned on me. Who the hell is Tori? "Wait. Who's Tori?" I asked, pulling out of Vincent's embrace to look him in the eye. "Tori, short for Victoria. She's my sister." He said. Ah, so the girl I met a few nights ago was named Tori. Good to know. We kind of just sat there, together. I thought about everything that happened today, only making me snuggle into him more. I remember my life before Aidan and Vincent like it was yesterday, the beatings, the yelling, the lingering smell of alcohol and whatever drugs he took. It made me sick. That's one the reasons why I've never laid a finger on an alcoholic beverage, nor any drugs. I couldn't, not after what I've seen it do to people. "You alright?" Vincent asked, a concerned expression washing onto his face. "Yeah, Im fine." I said quietly hoping he wouldn't push the topic any further. "I needed to ask you something," Vincent asked, looking uncomfortable as he scratched the back of his neck. "Okay?" I said, my eyebrows scrunching together in confusion. "I...well you know I'm alpha, and my uh pack he needs an uh Luna..." he said, his eyes diverting quickly to the floor. Luna? I can't be Luna. I'm not fit for that. I mean I haven't been apart of a pack for ages. Sure my father was alpha, but he didn't allow me attend anything really, he said I wasn't welcomed. "I would, but I can't. I don't know how to, sorry." I said frowning. "We can teach you. My pack, and I will be stronger with a Luna. And there's no way you can be bad at it. I mean you take care of everyone, and always put the people you care about first, not yourself. That there shows a lot about you. That's why I think you'd make a great Luna." He said proudly, a small smile shadowing his features. "Okay," I whispered. "Okay?" He said, his smile only increasing in size. He seemed thrilled at the idea of me becoming Luna of his pack. "Okay."
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I'm really sorry I haven't published a chapter in a few days, I've been really piled up in work, and there's this flu going around. But I'm gonna try and keep up with a writing schedule, so yeah! Thanks.