Mi Luna

CHAPTER XV

THARN

 

BOLD Move or Wrong Decisions?

“The Kiriguns are now under the spotlight after the announcement of the Chivaaree’s to marry their next Alpha in line to the pack’s sole omega. The omega who was just newly registered under the Kirigun’s pack and has been the pack’s crowning glory will not be marrying the next alpha in line. Instead, the business critics are claiming that this decision from the Kiriguns are them wanting to expand their business and strengthen their power by securing an eternal tie with the Chivaaree’s who’s been ruling the real estate and urban development of the country as well as the entire IndoChina. Joining of the two powerful clans not only expand businesses but also joins the power and influence they both have. But the Preservers are having their bad take with the situation. The Kiriguns despite being undoubtedly the strongest wolf pack in the entire Siam has been omega-less for the past 25 years. They made a buzz just a little over four months ago when they declared that they had an omega, just manifested a little late, and securing the future of their clan. But what made the clan’s Alpha and Siam’s current Secretary of National Defense Chakrii Kirigun to allow this surprise pairing? The Kiriguns give no comment on this matter.”

The newscaster’s report flames up my fuming anger. I try to block everything that has been going on in the past months. I try not to think about anything. Everything about my life has been drastically crumbling down to pieces and I am given no chance to set it right back. It’s been so suffocating and the fact that Father refuses to talk to me adds up to my frustrations!

When Type and I shared that precious and magical night, never did I ever think of all the bitter things that can happen the following days. I thought that we had finally connected and bonded. I really thought that that night, I made Type mine. But oh, I was so wrong. That night, nomatter how beautiful that is only resulted to all the pain and defeat I am having now. That night, nomatter how beautiful it is, is the reason I am losing Type, having him slide off my grip. That night, nomatter how beautiful it is, only triggered something that had put me in this situation, a life of never having the only person I had given my heart and soul with be at my side, in my arms. Just when I thought I’ve finally settled my heart and got a shot for my love; the very same love was taken away from me and I don’t know if he will still be returned.

The moment Father allowed Type to date that Sarawat, my emotions were never at rest. The loud hammering of my heart every second of the day, thinking about how Type is slowly being taken away from me while I can’t do anything about it because at the moment, I am nothing but a stranger for him, gets stronger as the days drag on. There are times that I don’t even want to wake up, hoping that everything is a bad dream and that I might wake up soon. When I wake up, Type is in my arms, smiling beautifully back at me with his bright eyes and sexy lips but everyday, it ends up with little his and hellos. Everyday, it ends up with little nods and small smiles and me suffering everytime I see Sarawat’s car picking him up to bring him home. Everytime, it’s almost unbearable to see Type being happy when his happiness was never about me.

“Sir, Father Chakrii had returned.”

I nod to the one of our betas guarding the estate in Chiang Mai. I’ve been in our house for over a week now. I thought that I need some fresh air to fill me because it’s been too hard to even breath these days. Arrhh Type, I love you so much I think I’ll die.

“What are you doing here like a wounded dog?” The apparent anger in Father’s voice could make me whimper if I haven’t been feeling like shit for the passed days. Yes, I do feel horrible since Type and I’s departing but his engagement to Sarawat beat the hell out of the wound that has been bleeding me to death. That adding salt to the wound? The engagement put the whole ocean on mine.