The Young Luna

Chapter 9

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I couldn't sleep very well that night – but it had nothing to do with the bed. The bed was large and

beautiful, with a dark purple comforter and fluffy white pillows. But I lay there all night, tossing and

turning. I couldn't sleep and it was all to do with the prick down the corridor.

I hated him except that I didn't hate him at all...no I was desperate for him to like me, to want me, to fall

in love with me. But he'd made it quite clear that he wouldn't and I desperately wanted to hate him for it,

but no, if anything it just made me desperate for him to want me. I wanted Seth to want me.

When it got to three in the morning, and I was still stressing and unable to sleep, I climbed out of the

bed and headed downstairs. I looked around the house, admiring the beautiful interior, without turning

any of the lights on. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

In the kitchen, I got myself a glass of water before sitting, at the breakfast bar, and staring out into the

dark night forest. I checked my phone to see a few text messages from Chris, but I ignored them and

decided I wouldn't wake him up in the middle of the night just because I couldn't sleep.

"You're making a lot of noise" a deep male voice snapped from behind me. I yelped in shock as I spun

around to see a moody looking Seth standing in the doorway.

"I wasn't making any noise" I barked angrily at him.

"I have very good hearing and I could hear you walking around" Seth retorted, as he walked further into

the room. He was wearing a pair of jogging bottoms low on his lips, as his glistening chest was bare

and hard. I gulped as I tried my hardest not to check him out.

"Well sorry for fucking walking" I deadpanned.

Seth rolled his eyes, "shut up".

"You're the one that came down here to shout at me". I rolled my eyes at his stupid behaviour, before

moving away from the breakfast bar and standing up.

"Where are you going?" Seth demanded.

"Back to bed. I would rather lay there and not sleep, than sit here and have you bite my head off". I

walked childishly from the room. I heard him sigh and grumble incoherently under his breath – but he

didn't make a move to follow me.

Inside my bedroom, I lay down in the bed once more and cuddled into the bed lining. I lay there silently,

for probably close to an hour, before my bedroom door creaked open. "I'm coming inside" Seth

announced, before stepping in and closing the door behind him.

"I was sleeping" I lied, turning over in the bed so that my back was to him.

"No you weren't" he snapped back. "I can't sleep knowing you're in the same house as me".

"I thought you didn't want me?"

"I don't" he replied, through gritted teeth. "But you're still my mate and my body will react to you. So if I

have to share a bed with you just to get some sleep, then so be it".

"I don't want to share a bed with you" I retorted.

"Shut up, May, you're just as tired as I am". The bed dipped and he slid inside. I was rigid for a heavy

moment as he got comfortable, before he slid closer and wrapped his arm around me. He pulled me to

him – almost aggressively – and I groaned as I smacked into his hard body. "Hush" he grumbled at me,

as my head rested against his chest. Instantly my eyes began to feel heavy; he affected me more than

he should have.

"Just because this is happening doesn't mean I like you" I told him, voice heavy with fatigue.

"Well just because I came in here, doesn't mean I like you either".

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"Good, we're on the same page then" I replied, as my eyes finally closed and my body was getting

ready to finally rest.

"Yes, we're on the same page" Seth agreed.

The following morning, I was awoken to Seth getting out of my bed. I groaned as he almost pushed me

off the bed in order to move. I groaned as I steadied myself, before I fell off the side of the mattress,

then turning to glare at my mate. "You're an asshole".

"I'm an Alpha. I have work to do" he retorted. With that he moved away from the bed and walked out

the room – leaving the bedroom doorway open. I threw my middle finger up in the direction of the open

door before rolling over and pulling the covers over my head.

"You're still in bed" Seth snapped, about thirty minutes later, appearing in the open doorway. I didn't

reply, just pulled the covers around me tighter. "May...May...answer me. Mabel!" His voice got louder

and louder the more annoyed he got, before he bellowed my full name.

"Fuck off" I screamed, throwing the covers back to confront him. Seth stood at the end of the bed,

wearing a smart black suit, as he glared down at me.

"It's time to get up" he frowned. I glanced past him and to the clock on the wall in distaste.

"It's six thirty in the morning. Are you serious right now?"

"Deadly serious. I have work to do and you'll be coming with me to the offices today before I introduce

you to the Pack in a meeting tonight".

"But it's basically still night time".

"Mabel, get out of bed and put something formal on. I need you to look presentable today and not like a

sixteen year old school girl".

I narrowed my eyes at him, "I am a sixteen year old school girl".

"Thank you for that insight, May, I was unaware of that information" Seth commented sarcastically. He

paused for a moment, before sitting down on the edge of the bed next to me. "May, I get that we've had

a bit of a rough start. And, yes, I am partly to blame for that".

"Partly" I snorted. He gave me a hard look but continued as if I'd never spoken.

"Listen, May, I have a lot of Packs looking at me right now...looking at us right now. I can't have you

being brought into question because of your age. So I need to you look a little bit more put together

today. So just wear something nice and try and be on your best behaviour today".

I was shocked with his truthful words and how sincere he looked. It didn't mean I was ready to forgive

him for how he had treated me, but I understood what he was saying. "So you want me to keep my

mouth shut and look pretty?" I deadpanned.

"That's exactly what I want you to do" he replied.

"I'm afraid I can't exactly do pretty". I gestured to myself.

"Well I'll settle for presentable then" Seth shrugged and I cringed at his honestly when it came to my

looks. He stood up from the bed and glanced at his watch. "I need to go into the office. I'll give you an

hour and then I'll send Dean to pick you up".

"Okay...I'll try to look nice" I commented, feeling very self-conscious. Seth didn't seem to notice as he

pulled his phone from his pocket and checked his emails.

"Sure. I'll see you in a bit" he nodded, before walking out the bedroom. A few seconds later the front

door shut and I was alone. I got up and showered, trying to get the knots out of my wild curls, before

opening up my suitcases. I looked through all the new clothing that my mother had brought me and I

hated it all.

I pushed past all the tight revealing dresses and skirts, knowing no matter what I couldn't wear

something like that, before I found a pair of black pants. They were tight, with red roses on both hips to

make them girly, and spanned three quarters of my legs. I decided they were presentable without me

looking ridiculous in a dress.

I then glanced through all shirts I had, turning my nose up in disgust as the majority of them were pink

or floral. In there was a white blouse with small fashionable Victorian style ruffles on the front. It was

slightly big at the back, giving me almost a tail, so I tucked it into the pants. I then settled for some

simple flats.

In the bathroom, I decided that my hair was too wild to leave down so I settled for two French braids. I

frowned at my bruised cheek, my mother had brought me makeup but I had no idea how to use it so I

didn't even attempt it. I would rather have a bruise than look like a clown.

I waited in the kitchen for Dean, having myself a bowl of cereal, before finally replying to Chris' text.

"Jailbait, let's go" Dean shouted, opening the front door but not actually stepping into the house. I left

my bowl in the sink before rushing out to him, pocketing my phone. "We need to hurry up, Seth is even

grumpier than normal today". He closed the door behind him before we climbed into his car.

"Probably because he was up most of the night being a dickhead" I muttered under my breath.

"Kid, really, I get that you're not exactly happy with the situation" Dean sighed, glancing over to me.

"But you can't cause arguments in front of other people today. In private, yeah put him in his place, but

you cannot question him in front of the Pack. You understand that, right?"

I did understand that, unfortunately. Seth was an Alpha and I couldn't have his authority or dominance

questioned just because I was annoyed with him. As much as I wanted to tell his Pack what their Alpha

was really like, I couldn't. At home I could call him all the names I wanted, but I couldn't when we were

in company. It was completely unprofessional as a Luna...as much as I didn't want to be a Luna, I was

one so I needed to behave like one.

"Yeah I know" I sighed.

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