He was a beast. Composed of nothing but sheer brutality, masculinity and power. A mate was the last thing on his mind. . . until he laid his eyes on her.
[ influenced by the story of Hades and Persephone ]
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author's note: one more chapter left :(
I felt like I could finally breathe again.
As Tristan unlocked the front door, I was overcome by happiness and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. I stepped onto my tiptoes and he tilted his head slightly to reveal a small smile. I could tell he was still angry with Mindy for her erratic behaviour but I took his mind off it as I finally felt optimistic about life again.
His hand covered mine as we stepped into the house and I tightened my arms around him, relishing his warmth. "Come on, Tristan," I murmured against his shoulder. "It's over. We can move on now."
He turned in my arms and his azure eyes settled on mine. He sighed as he brought a hand to caress my hair. "You're right. I'm sorry, αγάπη μου." The smile began to pull at his lips. "If you feel up to coming with me, I'm going to go to the quintuplets' birthday party."
I grinned and took a step closer towards him. "I love birthday parties." We were face-to-chest and I craned my head back to look at him properly. "I want to change out of these clothes though."
He couldn't resist laying a soft kiss on my lips. I turned and climbed the stairs as he followed behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see him checking me out. His hand roughly came down on me and I laughed out loud before spinning around and gripping his wrist.
His teeth dug into his bottom lip gently. "I couldn't resist. Sorry, baby." His fingers danced across the small of my back and I knew I had to put some distance between us when he got that look in his eye.
I let go of his wrist and smiled weakly. "Behave yourself, Tristan." I walked into the wardrobe and looked for another outfit. He followed close behind me and tugged his shirt over his head.
The cells had a distinctive scent that stuck to our clothes so changing was definitely a good move. I looked around the wardrobe and for the first time ever, it dawned on me just how many clothes Tristan had bought me upon my first arrival in Greenland. I briefly wondered where he got all of his money from and made a small mental note to ask him later.
I didn't think he had a conventional job because I didn't have one either back in London. Ramiel paid my mother and me generously to tend to the pack's land and grow more than just flowers. We grew whatever fruits and vegetables were in season.
It was a job that had been replaced by my title as Luna. Of course, I had time for a job but it had slipped my mind with everything that was going on. Another reason was I never had to use my own money and savings because Tristan took care of everything.
As I turned around to ask him, he was closer than I expected him to be and I gasped as he pulled me flush against his chest.
He was silent as he wrapped his arms around me and lowered his head to suck gently on my earlobe. He was aware of all my weak spots since he had taken the time to find them all. That meant he could have me in the palms of his hands within seconds.
