I Am The Lycan’s Luna

••• Aleena’s POV •••

“You okay, Aleena?” Kyson asked as we reached my room.

“Yes, I’m okay, Alpha Kyson,” I assured him.

He stepped back and looked at my whole body, no doubt to check if I had any injuries, which I had none.

“You did good just now. We are impressed with your speed,” he praised, and I beamed at him.

“We still need to see your strength, but we’ll do it another day. Rest first. See you at dinner.” He pecked my lips and turned around to leave.

“Wait!” I quickly went inside my room and took the shopping bags with the stuff I had bought for him.

“Here. I bought some things for you.” I offered him the shopping bags.

He looked startled. “You bought things for me?”

I nodded a few times. “I hope you like them.”

A rare, gentle smile appeared on his face, and I caught my breath looking at it. He looked so different than his usual arrogant self.

“Thank you.” He took the shopping bags and pecked my lips.

“See you at dinner,” I said with a shy smile.

“See you.” He pecked my lips again and left.

I closed the bedroom door and took a shower. Once done, I lay down on my bed, thinking about the sparring session with Alpha Colton.

“Our mate is right, Aleena. You did well,” Celia said.

“Thank you, Celia. I can’t believe that I didn’t get any wounds at all!” I was still in disbelief. My speed had improved so much even though I didn’t do any training.

“Yes! You didn’t get injured fighting with an Alpha! You are strong!” Celia kept praising me to the point that I got embarrassed.

“And Night…” she purred.

“I know! He’s so cool when fighting. Alpha Colton was not his match at all!” I sighed dreamily as I thought about their fight. I wanted to be as strong as them.

“I can’t wait until we shift and you fight. I’m sure you are strong too!” I said to Celia.

“Of course! I’m the strongest female wolf in the world,” she replied with so much confidence that I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Celia, did I pass out?” I asked her.

“I don’t think so,” she replied.

It was strange. I had no recollection of what happened. I was looking at their fight with no fear, only excitement. I wanted to join in their fight and kill…

I jolted upright. Kill? I wanted to kill?

“I felt the same way. I guess we are the same as Colton?” she questioned.

“Yeah… He enjoys fighting, and I always enjoy it,” I agreed with her. Fighting with Alpha Colton was somewhat satisfying since he was strong.

But the killing part…

“Bloodlust,” Celia muttered.

Bloodlust?

“Yup. That’s why I said we are the same as Colton. The more powerful the enemies, the more we enjoy fighting with them, and it somehow increases our killing intent,” she explained.

“So it wasn’t because I wanted to kill them, right?” I asked to make sure.

She laughed. “Maybe Colton, but not our mate, for sure.”

I breathed out a sigh of relief. I thought I wanted to kill Kyson. It turned out it was a natural reaction.

“Do you know when we can shift?” I asked Celia as the heaviness in my heart disappeared.

Before Celia could respond, I heard a loud bang. I turned toward the source of the noise and saw Gia standing in the doorway.

“What are you doing here?” I asked with narrowed eyes.

“You think so highly of yourself,” she sneered.

I rolled my eyes at her. “He marked me, and we are destined mates.”

Her eyes went wide, and I smiled.

“Destined mates?” she asked with an incredulous expression.

“Yeah…” I replied smugly.

“He’ll reject you soon and choose me as his mate,” she snorted.

I looked at her in amusement. She’s so delusional…

“Dream on,” I snorted.

Her face changed ugly, and she marched toward me and raised her hand. I caught it and squeezed it tight.

Standing up, I raised to my full height, and hey, look at that… I’m now taller than her!

“You better watch how you behave around your Luna,” I said as I looked down at her not-so-beautiful-anymore face.

Her face turned red. I wasn’t sure because of anger, embarrassment, or pain. Maybe a mixture of the three.

I released her hand and pushed her away. “Get out. I need to get ready for dinner.”

“Just you wait, Aleena!” she yelled and left my room.

“She’s crazy,” Celia said, and I laughed, agreeing with her.

“I’m not threatened by her. Kyson had marked me.” If Kyson hadn’t marked me, maybe I would have felt scared and threatened, but now I have the confidence that Kyson wouldn’t sever the mate bond. If he did, I would be in agony and might die. He wouldn’t be so cruel to his destined mate.

“Let’s get ready.” I stood up and stood in front of my wardrobe. It was filled with my favorite color. I had wiped out all lavender-color clothes from the stores when Beta Christine and I went shopping. I even bought some for Kyson, hoping we could match.

Choosing a lavender mini-dress and putting on light makeup, I went to take my phone when I saw one shopping bag on the floor. I picked it up and saw that it contained things for Kyson. Looking at the time, I still had 20 minutes until dinner, so I decided to give it to Kyson.

I went to his study, but no one was there. Is he in his bedroom? I went back in the direction of his bedroom, but my body crashed into a hard one as I went around a corner.

“Oofff…” my breath was knocked out of my body as we crashed.

I looked up and saw a man with a flustered expression. He quickly pushed me away and ran. I glanced back, thinking about what he was doing here and where I had met him. Maybe he was a pack member who went to talk to Kyson. Brushing the thought of the man, I continued to walk to Kyson’s bedroom.

As I walked near it, I saw his door was open, and I heard a female coquettish voice. Gia? I hastened my steps, and I heard Kyson’s voice.

“Try it then,” I heard Kyson say to Gia.

Try? Try what? I walked into the open door, but my body froze when I saw the scene in front of me.

He and Gia…

Kyson was sitting at the edge of his bed with just a towel wrapped around his waist, and Gia was… She was sitting on his lap. Her lower body was grinding against him, and her upper body was rubbing against his.

My body trembled, and I staggered backward as I felt my heart being stabbed. How… How could he…

I ran back toward my bedroom, sat on the bed dejectedly, and felt tears stream down my cheeks.

“Kyson, that bastard!” I heard Celia growling angrily.

“How could he, Celia?” I felt my heart break.

“He’s a bastard! Why didn’t Night stop him?! I curse him and Night!” she kept growling.

Yeah… Why didn’t Night stop him?

“Gia is right… He wants her… But why did he mark me…” I sobbed. “He shouldn’t mark me if he wants Gia…”

“There, there… Don’t cry anymore, Aleena. We can punish them later,” Celia tried to console me, but the pain in my heart was too much.

“What he told Alpha Colton was true… He really didn’t want me. He… He really sees me only as his sex slave,” I sobbed harder as I thought of the moments he asked me to do all that sexual stuff.

I thought he wouldn’t hurt me… I hope he will fall in love with me… But it was just wishful thinking…

“Gia was right. He chose her over me.” I clutched my heart as I felt it breaking. Why does it hurt so? More than when I saw Greg with his mate. Why…

“It’s because you are destined mates, so it hurts more,” Celia sighed resentfully.

“Then I don’t want to be his destined mate anymore… I don’t want to be his mate…” I kept sobbing. If being his destined mate hurts this much, then I don’t want it anymore.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“You can reject him, Aleena,” Celia said softly.

Reject him? “But… You’ll feel the pain, too.”

“I don’t care about Night anymore. I prefer you to be happy. We might have a second chance mate,” Celia tried to sound comforting, but I could feel her fear and doubt.

“I don’t know what to do, Celia,” I sobbed again as the image of them together popped into my mind.

Suddenly, I heard Kyson’s voice from the doorway, “Aleena…”

I looked at him with pain.

He strode toward me and reached out his hand to touch me. “Aleena, I can…”

“Don’t touch me!” I shouted and swatted his hand away.

“Aleena, I can…” He tried to touch me again, but I kept slapping his hand away.

“I said, DONT TOUCH ME!” I swatted his hand, stood up from my bed, and took a few steps backward away from him. Now, my tears of heartbreak were replaced by anger.

He moved fast, caught my wrist, and yanked me forward so that my body slammed into his.

“Don’t touch you? Don’t forget that you are my ma…” he stopped his sentence and sniffed me.

“Why the hell is there someone else’s scent all over you?” he growled.