Cilla.
The silent treatment had lasted for a few days and it was not about to end, at least not from my side. Ridian had not refused to admit he did anything wrong, and he was still adamant about retaining the pack. Despite knowing that I was not happy about it, he refused to do anything. Camilla had said I was being unreasonable, because this was how things always worked, but I held my ground. I believed that things could change. Although we wolves were naturally territorial creatures that would do whatever possible to gain more control, it didn’t have to be like that. We could tone down that part of us if we choose.
I glanced at Ridian who was still sleeping soundly next to me and felt a rush of sensations. Ever since the silent treatment started, he had not touched me and it was killing me. Being with him on the same bed was torture. All my body wanted was for him to wrap his large arms around me but my mind was saying something else. I had to be strong. I knew he was suffering as well, and I wanted him to suffer until he caved in.
After staring at him longingly for a while, I managed to pull myself out of bed. There were only two hours left until my official coronation as the luna of Blackmoon pack. I had already assumed the position, but now it was time to make it official. After today, I would get more power and there were some decisions I could make without Ridian.
Everything suddenly seemed more real. I was the luna of Blackmoon pack, a powerful position. I knew that my parents would have been extremely proud of me. Although father had not been a straight arrow, he had always had some good ideas about leadership. He had always preached to us about unity and togetherness, as things that could keep a society thriving. I had learnt so many good lessons from him before he become obsessed with material things.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I returned to the bedroom. I found Ridian seated on the edge of the bed. His hard muscled torso was out on display. My fingers itched to run along his abs and down the prominent v-lines that disappeared into his boxer.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Good morning,” he said, standing up. I turned away and started walking towards the door to the closet. I felt tempted to let my towel fall to the floor so that he could see what he was missing out on but resisted it. Walking away from my love when I could have him was so hard but it had to be done. When I entered the closet, I closed the door and leant against it, breathing hard. A visual of his sexy body popped up in mind sending shivers down my spine. I was being stupid, and I knew it.
After sometime, i went and picked out the simple clothes I wanted to wear. The coronation dress which had been in the family for years was too heavy and uncomfortable. I planned to wear it thirty minutes before the ceremony and remove it as soon as it was done.
When I returned to the room, Ridian was back. He was seated on the bed scrolling through his phone, most likely reading the news which was what he did every morning. When I went towards the vanity in my flowered dress, he stood up. Wondering what he was up to, I looked at him through the mirror. He came and stood behind me.
The hairs on my body stood on end as the heat from his body permeated mine. My core was throbbing, begging for him and I could feel my knees getting weaker. I grabbed a bottle of lotion and poured it to my hand, trying to avoid making eye contact with him. He continued to stand there and do nothing while I fidgeted.
“What are we doing to ourselves?” Ridian asked.
I finally raised my head and looked into his eyes through the mirror. They were intense and hazy, just like mine. It was clear we were both dying to ravage each other but pride and ego were standing in the way.
“I don’t know,” I said. “You tell me.”
He stepped closer and I swallowed. Just when I thought the torture was over, he placed his arms around my waist. I could feel the fire in my body, all kinds of sensations running wild. My throat dried-up and I found myself leaning against his rock hard chest. It felt so good to be back in the arms of the one I loved, the one who made me feel like everything was perfect.
“Please turn,” Ridian said, letting go of my waist. I was weak and powerless, unable to resist.
Our eyes met immediately I turned. He cupped my face in his hands and leaned in to kiss me. At first, I did not respond, but slowly my anger started to melt away. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back, my lips softening as they danced alongside his. I could feel my body relaxing against his, my mind calming down.
When we pulled back from the kiss, I stared at him with a small smile on my lips. “I didn’t know how much I needed that.”
“Me too,” he said gently. “I have missed you so much. I don’t want us to hold back from each other ever again.”
I nodded, feeling so much better. I leaned my head against his chest and he held me close.
“I love you,” he whispered in my ear.
“I love you, too.” he whispered back and closed my eyes, a feeling of peace reigning in my heart. I knew that things were never going to be perfect but as long as we had each other, I could withstand any storm. I hugged him tighter and savoured the moment.
After sometime, Ridian’s hands started to undo the zip at the back of my dress. I smiled.