“We need to talk, Sim.”
I went past him and bolted the door. I made sure it was closed.
“Grab a seat.” I pointed at the sofa beside my bed.
He made himself comfortable and relaxed both elbows on his knees. “Did she pass the test?” he asked.
“She was close. She found me herself.”
He nodded. He drew out a stick of cigarette from his red leather jacket. “Excuse me,” he said. He reached for his lighter and found it somewhere in his right pocket. He lit the cigarette stick and put back the lighter where he had brought it from. “You said something about your Luna meeting you at the right time.”
“Yes.”
“Is this the right time?” he asked.
“I think so. But I don’t think she is ready for the role yet.”
“I am afraid I think the same thing.” He puffed out some smoke. “Look, I got something to say. I don’t know if you would like it.”
“If it doesn’t hurt then-” I nodded at him. “Say it.”
“Why don’t you just drop this bitch and claim Bridget instead?” he asked. “She would be more than willing to accept the position of a Luna.”
I frowned upon the statement. “Simon, look. I just need you to understand something and it is very important.” I breathed. “I don’t have feelings for Bridget as I do for Thelma. She’s just different.”
“C’mon Alpha. They both got pussies. Unless of course, Thelma got one extra.”
“Funny,” I said, without smiling.
“Bridget might do the job more than you’d expect.”
“You don’t know her more than I do, Simon.”
“What is there to know?” he asked.
“Desperation can make Bridget do anything. She’s desperate and she could go lengths to make sure she gets what she wants.”
“And how would you know that Thelma isn’t?” He asked.
“Because since the last two weeks you have spent with Thelma, she didn’t try to fuck you as Bridget had done before.”
“What?” he asked shockingly. “How so?”
“Of course, we both can’t be sharing the same pussy, Simon,” I said, waving my hand. “Don’t pretend, Simon. I know all this stuff but I choose to overlook them and pretend like I didn’t see them. And the reason why I had chosen to overlook them is that I know that Bridget would never be my mate.”
Simon’s cigarette stick fell from his mouth. It might be that he was surprised by what I told him. He looked at me straight in the eyes. “How long have you known, Alpha?” He asked.
“For as long as it has been happening.” I chortled. “At least if you wanna fuck the bitch, do well to advise her to take off your scent from her body. I know you too well, Beta.”
He closed his eyes and tightened them. “I am so sorry, Alpha. I am so sorry.”
“Of course you are, you should always know that the walls have ears, Simon. Nothing can be hidden under the Sun.”
He nodded. “That’s true,” he said. He waited for a while before he made the next statement. “Is this part of the test you talked about?”
“Yes, Beta,” I said. “This was part of the test.”
He nodded.
“Good. So I am going to make myself clear this last time. Don’t ever make my mate have any reason to complain much in the future about you or how you treat her badly. This is her home now.”
“Okay.”
“It would please my heart if you would please leave the door closed on your way out.” I yawned. “I don’t want to be disturbed.
He stood up and stepped on his cigarette stick unknowingly. “Talk later.” He left.
Thelma’s POV.
“Grhh,” I muttered to myself. My voice echoed back to me. I walked back to my room, angry. That stupid motherfucking son of a bitch called Simon clearly does not have any single idea how to treat a lady. He was so fucking mean. He talked to me in front of my mate as though I was a child.
Mate? Did I just say a mate? What the hell is wrong with me anyway? I knocked myself on the head. I had the intention to kick on my leg softly but I ended up hitting the bed- hard. “Grhhh! I hate you Simon and fuck you.” I lay on my back and relaxed on the bed. I closed my eyes for a minute and spread out my hands. I tried to get hold of myself. I took in a deep breath and exhaled the same equally. I struck a balance somewhere when Drake came across my thought. Those green sweet looking emerald eyes, those big arms, his short golden hair that looked like he had just come out of a swimming pool. Goodness. What about his chest? Screw me but I had to also imagine how big his dick would be if he stood that high. This guy was exceptionally hot. And who even told him that I was ready to go home. I had imagined him to be rude but now that I have finally met him, I would say I prefer his company a hundred times than staying with Simon just for a minute. He didn’t know how he had made my body feel when I warned him not to come too close. There was an adrenaline rush up to my head and there was a pump of wetness down my pants, right inside my shaved cookie. I had never felt for anyone the way I had just felt for him. Everything about him was just different. I remembered what rumors had said about him and I wondered if it was really the same guy that I saw. Because to me, he didn’t look like someone ruthless and unkind. He looked different- very far from the bad rumours about him. I remembered looking into those emerald eyes, I was so drawn that I almost lost my self-dignity. His gaze was sharp, as though he was watching your heart through your eyes. At that moment, my heart fluttered in my chest in such a way that I thought it would burst. My body quivered and my fingers throbbed too- though I didn’t want to make him see it. If I had known he was that solid, I wouldn’t have pushed him at all. I would have almost disgraced myself back there if I didn’t luckily find my balance on the wall close. I had hated my father for forcing a mate on me. Yes, that had been my sentiment ever since I had left home. But I think, that’s not me anymore. Because there was something about Drake that told me that I hadn’t made the wrong choice- leaving home. But there was no way I was going to make him see that first. I would have to play difficult too. I found it hard to concentrate when I spoke to him but I hope it wouldn’t continue. I hope the chemistry between us would one day strike a balance and for one reason or the other, we find ourselves compatible- screw me if I say forever.
I let my hands which I had spread come together on my chest before I began to smile. The smile slowly turned to a crazy laugh. A Luna? How would I define it? A Luna is when Thelma agrees to marry an Alpha called Drake. I laughed crazy again, scratching my chest with my hands. Can someone define a Luna for me, please?