"How was your trip?" I asked, cursing myself for sounding so much of a housewife. Did I sound like I missed him? I hoped not. Even though that was the case. He smiled at me as he swallowed his food.
"It was eventful, " he shrugged as he sliced another piece of his steak. I watched him as he put the meat to his lips before he stopped. I glanced away. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Why are you so vague? Does it come with a lack of vocabulary to give specifics?" I found myself spouting out at him. "Or is it just that you never bothered to pay attention?"
He resumed eating again as he leaned back into his chair and ran his fingers along the stem of his wine glass. Taking a big gulp of my wine, I stared him down. So what if it was awkward? Couldn't be the first time and wouldn't be the last. But then, I easily get bored. Too soon my attention went to my quickly cooling food.
"I see you are back to normal," he commented as I filled my mouth with food. What was he thinking? I could only feel an empty space from his end which didn't feel right. "Did your brother evoke not just rage, but also normalcy within you?"
I scoffed. "I am afraid that your brain has finally lost it's only sensible cell. How sad."
He shook his head as he touched the mouth of the glass to his lips. "When are you going to stop?"
"Stop?" I asked, quickly swallowing my food. A servant came then to refill my glass and I gulped that one down also. He was quick enough to predict such a reaction from me and stayed a bit longer to refill the glass once more before leaving.
"I missed you," suddenly everything went silent. There was no longer any noise from the kitchen or sounds of servants scurrying down the servant corridors with chatter. Everything just seized to exist. "My journey there had my thoughts dependent on you, while my journey back could not be short enough. I couldn't sleep, nevermind eat, knowing that for those days and nights you were only in my memories. Yet I come home to not hear you at least miss me too. It is indeed sad."
The soft shift of the chair against the marble of the floor was so loud in my ears, he might as well had been shouting. I closed my eyes, taking in deep breaths. What was this? The stupid boy knew I loved him no matter what and it was agonizing torture to be so far away from him. But I just couldn't get over the state he came back to see me. My thoughts were so far gone, I didn't even realize that three days had passed since he left. My mind was too deranged and utterly gone. It was humiliating as a wolf, nonetheless a Luna. He expected me to be able to raise my head again.
"You know I love you Victor," I told him before he could walk out of the room. He stopped in his tracks. I got up to move towards him, simply wrapping my hands around his arm and resting my head on him. "There is no doubt that I missed you. There was no need to say words that were already expressed in action. I mean, sure enough I got crazier since you were gone, but the mere fact that I responded to you like no one else. I never just missed you, I needed you. I can't force you to make empty promises of not leaving me again, so making it a big deal now will only make it harder for me to let you go again."
Sighing, he turned to me as his arms wrapped around me. The feel of his arms touched a very deep sore spot for me and before I knew it, I was crying. Hysterically.
"You are indeed the strongest werewolf in this pack and I am the luckiest man on this planet to have you as my lover and life partner," I tried to smile at that. It was a tad watery, but it was still a smile. A smile only for him. "Want to go for a run?"
He licked my tears then and I scrunched up my face at that. He rolled his eyes at me and I grinned. And just because, I give him a kiss. Too soft to be anything more, but enough for him to be a bit taken back.
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Forced To Marry The Alpha
WerewolfAt sixteen, Lovely Thunderstorm is told of the promise her father made ten years ago to Alpha Victor of Black Diamonds Pack to marry his son who is rather the younger version of him. Lovely feels hatred the moment her eyes landed on him. But that is...