Mi Luna

CHAPTER XVIII

 

THARN

AS Type’s retreating footsteps echoed the room, I let go of the breath I am holding for far long. His fresh and calming scent of lilacs and watermelons is filling my lungs. His scent and his warmth lingering on my bed even he was laying here for a brief moment. A few seconds that brought me up high to bliss just to crash down as realization hit me.

If only I could.

If only I could hold him for a little longer. Enclose him in my arms, reach down to his lips and kiss it oh so lightly. If only I could take in his scent even more, fill my lungs with lilacs and watermelons. If only I could make him stay here in my bed, with me, for longer time and not make him believe that I’ve mistaken him for someone else.

If only I could tell him that despite the turns in our lives, there is something unchanging.

If only I could tell him that despite his engagement and mine as well, the compelling force that draws me to him and him alone never ceases.

If only I could tell him that I could go against my entire pack, drop this silly engagement and be with him instead, because that’s what my heart aches for.

That’s what my heart yearns for.

I am silently, quietly, irrevocably, hoping he will end up with me.

 

 

 

“SINCE Type agreed to marry another Alpha, I believe you don’t have any objections about this binding?” Father’s cold voice sounded more of a statement rather than a query. His tone has finality that wants me to follow everything being laid down because it will be futile to resist. Having Type stayed with us for the passed years really made me forget how ruthless Chakrii Kirigun could become. I have forgotten that for Father, the clan is above everything else, that his priority is rested upon the preservation of his pack even he has to sacrifice his immediate family, his only son even, just to protect it.

 

I have forgotten that Father puts the clan’s future above his life.

 

Thorn has to marry an Alpha daughter of a high-ranking military official. San is supposed to marry a beta from the known family of doctors in Siam. I was the exception before since he had plan to marry me off to Type to produce a next Alpha but things changed when the Chivaaree’s offered him to tie the two powerful clans. It also adds that Type and Sarawat are long-lost childhood friends.

 

Now that he plans to run for the position of Prime Minister, he wants to win the favor of the King by unifying the packs and the rogues. He will use my marriage to an omega of a prominent rogue clan to create an eternal bond. Wolves are dangerous and could go heartless  but when we fell-in-love, when we decide to pair with someone, we keep only one wolf for the rest of our lives.

 

And I thought mine was Type.

 

No. I still believe mine is Type. My heart only calls for him. My being is only drawn to him. My wolf only seeks him. That’s why Father deciding for this eternal bond is ruthless. Type hardly remembers me but I still believe I can win him over. The strong compelling force my wolf senses everytime I think of him never ceases. Everytime I intake his scent, I go crazy. Everytime I thing about mating, Type will always be the mate my wolf cries for.