Alpha's Cursed Luna novel Chapter 66

ELEANOR

It was cold, I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror while I rested my head against the stone wall. My hands clutched my knees firmly, chapped lips unable to move.

In my reflection, I could see my skin glowing brightly. The absence of those gruesome scars I've grown so accustomed to had sent the fear of god right through me, and for some reason I couldn't accept it.

I longed for them, longed to be a normal werewolf. Hell, I even dreamed I could be just a normal human being one day. Simply living my life in blissful ignorance of curses and wolves.

But unfortunately, this is my reality.

My world, a place I could never escape from.

I focused only on things such as breathing and blinking, desperate for a distraction. Something...Anything that can temporarily remove me of this world I'm trapped in.

I sat there for what felt like a whole eternity before I finally decided to gather my bearings. Realizing that no matter how long I dwell in my fucked-up life, it will remain fucked-up as it is if I don't do anything right now.

I took a deep, long breath and picked myself up from the floor. Only then did I really feel the cold enter my senses, grazing every inch of my skin and sending chills snake down my spine.

Looking around, I couldn't seem to find a towel anywhere. I had opened every drawer, every cabinet, every single hole in the bathroom where one might put a towel in there.

Still, nothing.

Well, at least my body is all dry from sitting on the floor for too long. My hair is still dripping, but only a little.

Hugging my arms tightly, I gulped down any hint of my anxiety and took small steps toward the bathroom door. I reach out for the door knob, twisting it ever so slowly as though something would jump at me any moment after I open the door.

The air suddenly smelt so minty and fresh, just like Ezekiel's scent. It was...overwhelming, sometimes reminding me of my own mate. My Alexander.

I feel my heart thump wildly against my chest, the sound of it beating rapidly reverberated through my eardrums, but I chose to ignore it instead of dreaming about Alexander's scent. That which always made my mouth water and core ache painfully in need of his member pounding deep into me. Gulping, I close my eyes for a moment as I recall his huge, calloused fingers thrust in and out of me repeatedly. His expert fingers alone had made me come in no time, and I wondered how it might have felt if his member has been the tool he used to enter me.

The scent then grows stronger now, making me doubt if it truly was my imagination or...something else.

Shaking my head inwardly, I gritted my teeth, scolding myself for my own stubborness.

I'll be fine. The door is locked. There couldn't possibly be anyone--

Right when I finally opened the bathroom door, I let out a gasp, shocked.

Standing right in front of me was a half-naked Ezekiel who was about to reach out for the knob. I stared up at him in astonisment as well as awe as I took in his herculean body. Strong, muscular and toned. It was a bonus to match his handsome features and sparkling, turquoise green eyes with rare ice blue irises. I watched dumbstruck as they sparkled magically under the bright light. For a moment, I forgot how I stood before him completely unclothed. I didn't feel the frigid air brush against my skin, all I could feel in this moment is the heat rushing through my whole body as I felt the intensity of his gaze all over me.

It was then that I noticed his eyes has turned full pitch-black. The smell of his arousal tainted the fresh air, invading my nose so unexpectedly. I could practically feel the heat steaming off his body from here, instantly sending shivers to spread down my spine.

The next moment, a reverberating growl rumbled in his bulky chest, like a savage beast who had finally come face to face with his unsuspecting prey.

Pure instinct sent my body reeling backwards until I felt my back hit the ice cold wall.

Suddenly, I find myself at a dead end.

The moment I tore away my gaze from him to glance behind my back, I whinced feeling his broad shoulders towering over me. He'd appeared before me in a flash.

I gulped nervously when I spotted a small white towel hanging at one corner just beside me.

Great. Where have you been all my life? I say sarcastically at the back of my mind, wanting to slap myself for not noticing it sooner.

I didn't wait one more second and reached for it before wrapping it around my exposed body.

Suddenly, Ezekiel grabbed my wrist, yanking me towards his rock-hard chest. Such an abrupt act surprised me especially from him, and I whinced at the tightness of his grip around my small wrist. My full breasts bounced along with the motion as he pulled me towards him.

I felt as though my heart stopped beating when he pulled me so that they were pushing hard against him.

"E-Ezekiel?" I stuttered, gazing right into his eyes that oddly looked even darker than before.

"Eleanor I..." He lifted one trembling hand, stroking my cheek tenderly and at the same time, with eagerness.

His stygian eyes stared down at me lustfully, traveling his gaze down my cleavage then back to my face.