The Weeping One (MXW)

Luna

***sexual abuse trigger***

Once we got back to the sitting room after our run, Jackson brought me a glass of water. I was very appreciative because somehow I felt like I could drink a bathtub full.

"Parvulus, your wolf is fascinatingly beautiful." Darius crooned.

"Thank you, I made her myself" I laughed.

Ethan and Bryan were snickering.

They would need to get used to my personality.

"Seriously Aubrey, I have never seen any wolf that compares to you. You're so large and you emanate power." Bryan soothed.

"She actually shimmers in the moonlight, I found it distracting." Ethan interjects.

"She's definitely a beauty." Jackson confirmed.

"Thanks guys, now Amare is gonna get a big head." I rolled my eyes.

"Is that the route your taking, blaming everything on the wolf." Jackson chuckled.

"For as long as I can milk it" I confirmed.

"That's what she said" Bryan barked.

Darius threw a pillow at his face while we all broke out in giggles.

"Are you ready for bed princess?" Darius asked.

"Sure, but you can call me Queen" I winked.

"First you have to be Luna, then you are Queen, your majesty" Ethan corrected.

"My first rule as being Queen is that Ethan will be massaging my feet!" I laughed.

"Oh god, Darius what have you done?" Jackson laughed.

"I will massage anything you want parvulus" Darius promised.

"I will hold you to that" I laughed.

"Put her heinass to bed" Bryan ordered.

"Bryan, don't make me hurt you." I glared.

"Ok, up we go. Bed time for the Luna." Darius demanded as he pulled me from my seat.

"Goodnight besties, be ready to catch hell tomorrow!" I blew them a kiss before I walked away.

"We look forward to it." The shouted back.

"They really truly adore you, Aubrey." Darius said.

"I already love them." I replied.

"Just them?" He whined.

"Your love is different, it's stronger so it takes longer to build" I coddled.

"Let's see if I can change your mind" Darius whispered as he whisked me off my feet and cradled me in his arms, climbing the stairs.

Darius turned the knob to a very large black wooden door. He kicked his foot at the bottom of the door and backed into a room.

When he spun around I gasped at the elegance. It had dark wood flooring, almost Black and whitewashed dressers. The bed was humongous. I had never been in a bed that size. The whole back wall was glass with seamless doors which opened onto the balcony. The only way to know it had doors were the small nickel brushed plates that were on both doors inside and out.