Alpha's Cursed Luna novel Chapter 40

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ALEXANDER

“Miiiikkkkkkeeeeeee…” The man flinched, instantly turning around towards the source of that sudden whisper.

Nothing. Darkness occupied every inch of space in his surroundings. The only thing aiding him to see his path was the little flashlight

His brows furrowed, hands and knees visibly trembling as he spun around to face the front once again.

Fuck.

The thing was right in front of him all along. Hiding in the pitch-black corner where…

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

Okay, that’s it.

Closing my eyes firmly shut, I gripped the edges of my seat, desperately trying to tune out the piercing screams forcing their way into my eardrums.

I give up. I knew this was a bad idea, but my wolf insisted on it. Saying girls like watching horror stuff.

For what?

I forced my eyes open to the ridiculous long-haired old woman wearing a long, dirty wedding dress covered with blood.

All of a sudden, someone nudged my arm and I flinch back to my seat, only slightly.

I turned my head, only to see Eleanor staring up at me in wide-eyed disbelief. Apparently, she was hardly able to manage her bursts of laughter as she placed her palm over her mouth. Humorous tears welling up in her eyes as she shook her head at me. Her eyes reflecting a hint of amusement in them that I just couldn’t ignore.

“What?” I ask irritably. Raising one of my black brows at her as tensed up in my seat.

Pressing her lips into a firm and thin line, she closed her eyes for a short moment before uncrossing her legs in front of her. Bringing her gaze back towards the scene playing loudly.

“I just can’t believe that such a powerful alpha like you could get scared of things like these,” She whispered. Keeping her voice as low and quiet as possible while fixing her eyes on the screen.

I stared at her side-profile for some time. My firm gaze softening as I studied the amused expression on her beautiful face.

I then let out a soft chuckle, reaching my hand towards her swiftly before lifting her chin. I wanted her to look into my eyes while I give the answer to her question. Leaning my upper body closer, I whisper huskily to her ear,

“You’re right, I am afraid. I’m afraid of a lot of things. But most of all…” I watched closely as her eyes sparkled with what seemed like lust mixed with an intense, fiery passion and desire burning all while she stared into me, reaching even to the deepest, darkest shadows of my soul.

“I’m afraid of losing you,”

And it was no pretty lie. The scariest thing in life is watching someone you truly love die before your very eyes. Watch with eyes wide and fully open as they heave out their last and final breath on this cruel earth.

She blinked for a few seconds. Delicate, rosy cheeks slowly blooming on her beautiful face, making my heart skip a beat at the beauty of the sight.

Eleanor’s hand was clenched around the arm of her seat as she looked up at me. Shock and extreme embarrassment flashed in her natural, blood-red eyes. She licked her dry, chapped lips wet and clean before she let her gaze settle directly on my face.

Now all of a sudden, Eleanor has gone quiet.

She looked at me in a way I had never seen her look at me before.

What changed? I thought.

My body almost jumped at the feeling of her fingertips brushing gently against my chest, only before I realized she was trying to push me away.

My wolf whimpered, yet I ignored the pain stabbing at my heart as I followed her indirect order.

Another hour passed and we walked out of the movie theater house side by side. Heading to my lambo parked in the middle of two SUVs, we hopped into our car seats in silence.

“Alex?”

I turned to face Eleanor who was staring at me with two sparkling blood-red eyes, and I felt like my heart couldn’t stop pounding like a large, heavy drum inside my chest.

“I just want to say, I’m really sorry for what had happened in that war ten years ago. You must have been severely traumatized…”

Eleanor says, dropping her eyes to her lap.

Is this why she suddenly went fell silent a whole hour ago? She was feeling guilty for my loss?

Shaking my head aggressively, I gripped the balls on her shoulders. Her head instantly snapped up to look at me straight in the eye.

“I was, but that doesn’t mean I’ll continue being weak for the rest of life. Trapped in the same scene from the past over and over again until it’s the only thing that gives meaning to my life. And I’ll tell you this, Eleanor.”

I cupped her cheek while she rested her head on the head rest right behind us.

“I won’t. Now that I have you as a mate,” I added.

Eleanor’s face reddened, avoiding my eyes that pierced into her ever since she entered that car door.

“So where should we go next?” She asked, still acting stubborn to not meet me in the eye and I giggled heartily, seeing that my mate had suddenly acquired an interest in the places I wanted to take her afterwards.

I arched my lips upward before saying,

“You’ll see.”

Turning on the ignition, I gripped the wheel before speeding off into the driveway.

At approximately thirty minutes later, I stopped the car