Alpha's Cursed Luna novel Chapter 8

ALEXANDER

‘MATE!’ Loki and I reveled at the sight of our beautiful mate. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The girl’s utterly drop-dead gorgeous. She had long dark brown hair that cascaded down her back way past her tiny waist. Fair, smooth looking skin. VERY large breasts and fucking thick thighs I want to lick and caress while we make fucking love. But it was her eyes that held my most attention. They were blood-red, and she was looking at me with those deep gorgeous eyes with a hint of fear and confusion and shock.

Alpha Victor pushed her towards me, making my wolf growl internally.

‘He should watch hoe he handles her’ Loki said in a threatening manner.

When he introduced her to me I knew my eyes were glued to her face. I licked the corner of my lips as she bit her own.

I wonder what those plump little lips of hers taste like? Excitement coursed through me as I pictured her on my bed. Legs spread wide to welcome my entrance.

I pushed those thoughts to the side when I realized the direction where they were heading to. I didn’t just want to fuck her and get on with it right away. I have always sworn to myself that if I ever meet my mate in this life, I will love her, cherish her, and protect her with all my life. No matter what it takes, even if it cost me my life. That’s every alpha’s weakness. Before all this I always had a conviction. Never admit my weaknesses. But seeing her walk through that door with grace and poise just like royalty and feeling the strong connection pulling me to stand on my knees and worship the very ground she walked on had changed my mind completely. It turns out, she might just be my only weakness.

I stared down at my little mate’s pretty face. I squinted, thinking about how the color of her eyes was indeed a rare sight. But because the dress she was currently wearing was backless, missing sleeves, and with a long slit running up her thighs, I couldn’t help but growl knowing there were other werewolves who’ve been fantasizing with her gorgeous and sexy body back in that pack of hers. They were unorganized and always seemed to have had internal conflicts of their own, women-wise.

Why the hell does she have to come in here looking like a snack? I look around threateningly, making each and every of them males shudder as I shot them all a death glare, to which they responded to by averting their nasty eyed from our little mate.

Looking back at our mate, she looked as if she was lost in thoughts of her own. Damn. Why does she look so fucking cute and hot at the same fucking time?

Her father suddenly interrupted my daydreaming when his voice forced its way into my eardrums, trespassing me.

It was inevitable for my eyes to widen the instant he finished his big announcement. They wanted to offer Eleanor to me as my mate. Hell, before I even gathered my bearings, Elijah had ruined it all for me and gave them the wrong idea I still have not met my mate when she was standing right there meters away from me! I was trying to tell him my mate was Eleanor when he had raised his eyebrow at me and mouthed ‘what-the-fuck-are-you-saying-asshole?’ The moment he glanced over her shoulder to look at me, I wanted to kick Elijah’s stupid ass and leave him falling face first to the floor with his hand on his sorry butt. Now I need to convince them Eleanor is my mate, especially her. And that is something I don’t usually do every day. I had never felt the need to explain myself to anyone, except in this situation.

‘Way to go Elijah’ I mind linked him, rolling my eyes. He giggled secretly to himself, making me want to punch him in the gut, but that would be reserved for later. Even at a serious time like this, Elijah was still very eager to play his games. That’s my beta for you. Sometimes I wonder if he was ever diagnosed with a bipolar disorder because of how childish he was most of the time and then suddenly serious in some rare occasions or when he’s extremely mad.

Suddenly my ears perked up after letting his father lead the conversation next. My lips instantly curved forming a natural smile. He wanted me to take Eleanor as my mate! Which she already is. I tried to contain my laughter inside. This turned out to be easier than I thought. When I dragged my eyes to look at the reaction on Eleanor’s face, my smile instantly disappeared in disappointment. Apparently, the visible frown and lines on her forehead were telling me she was…unhappy. Unwilling to take me as her mate.

She looked at me while shaking her head in absolute defiance. But why? Has the title of Luna not awakened her desire?

The most uncomfortable feeling rose in my chest. I’ve been with plenty of girls in my pack who was more than willing to throw their arms around me and lock me in between their thighs. I can go as far as to say all of them are even willing to kill each other just to take the spot of becoming my mate. But her? That look of disdain and unwillingness in her eyes told me I can go fuck myself off.