Luna Raine

XXXI. Never Ever Ever

Raine's POV:

I look down to see the remote controller.

I don't know when I grabbed it. It just happened.

I stood there and stared at the remote.

The floor flowed open, and Leon grabbed the controller from my hands. He points a finger at my face. "Never. Ever. Ever. Touch my stuff again."

When I didn't respond, he slammed the door at my face. I guess I deserved that. He realized it was gone faster than I thought.

Then, I heard it.

I press my ear closer to the door.

The sound of video games.

It was deafening.

I tilt my head to the side and walk down the hallway. Miguel wasn't wrong. He is a bit of an oddball, nothing like the Alphas I read about in books.

Nothing at all.

With deep respiration, I step down the stairs—my phone buzzes inside my bag. I grab, and a smile appears on my face. I guess I can spare a few minutes since he's been trying to reach me.

"Hello?" I said.

"So, you're not avoiding me," Wolfie responds.

I chuckle, "No." I lean against the wall. "There's just a lot of things going on right now." I look upstairs. I wonder how Leon would feel about me talking to another guy. He should be okay with it since he doesn't want me. Right?

"That sounds like an excuse."

"If I was ignoring you. I wouldn't have answered at all," I responded.

"Touche." I can hear the sounds of a soldier talking in the background. He must be playing video games. "What's going on? You haven't been logged on for the last few days."

"Miss me that much?" I tease.

"Miss having a good partner."

I bit the tip of my nail. "That better only have one type of meaning."

"It can mean anything you want." Wolfie always has this way with words that makes my stomach bubbly.

"I-" I glance back upstairs. "I'm taking a vacation."

"Vacation? Where?"

"I don't know. I think I'm somewhere near the East coast."

"I thought you said your family is out of the country."

"I'm staying with a few...companions." Companion seems like the wrong word, but I can't tell Wolfie I've been kidnapped.

"Oh. How long?"

"I don't know," I said. "Three to six months?"

The game pauses, "So, you're here."

"Huh?"

"I mean-" there's a long pause. "I live near the East coast."

"Oh."

Wolfie clears his throat, "If you ever need more companions. You can call me. I mean, you're not obligated to do it if you don't want to."

There it is. The smile returns. "I'll think about it."

I can hear a small: "Yes." Wolfie laughs, but suddenly it stops.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing." He chuckles, "I'll be waiting for the confirmation message."

"Alright. I got to go."