Alpha's Blind Luna novel Chapter 20

I slept restlessly. Either I was wake, feeling the twinge of the mate bond or the feeling of being alone or dreaming of her. Dreaming of reaching out to her as she left out my door but she was always just out of reach. Bryan and Hector took turns watching me. When I woke up from the last time, both of them were dressed up.

“Alpha, we can go without you if it would be easier.”

I shook my head and sat up. Rubbing my eyes, I stood up. Went to bathroom and splashed water on my face. I looked like shit. Getting dressed, I took a deep breath. Weakness had crept into me and I felt as if I had aged twenty years, feeling as though my arms carried 50 extra pounds as I lifted them to button the cuffs of my shirt.

We pulled up to the club just after 9pm. We were a little late this time. The bouncer in front wasn’t leaning against the podium but was standing holding the list. His eyebrow raised up he watched the three of us walk up.

“Any change tonight?” Bryan stepped forward.

He flipped through his list. As he looked, my heart dropped further and further. This was the third night. I was at my wits end.

“Got it. Head on in.”

I let out the breath that I had been holding in that whole time, shocked. All three of us looked at each other as he unlinked the rope and we walked through. Bryan opened up the double doors and we walked into the club.

I think all three of us was surprised just how big of a place it was. It opened up just past where we walked in but there was another hostess standing at a desk, looking over papers at her station. There was a second large rope that blocked off the main club area.

“Hello. May I have your name and the number in your party?” She looked up at us and I saw Hector shift next to me. She was definitely a vampire.

“The name on the list should be Bryan or maybe Beta Bryan? Or Alpha Logan? Does she know your last name?” Bryan looked over at me and I wanted to punch him. I was already stressing and he was making matters worse.

Her eyes flicked between the two of us. “Give me just a moment.”

She pulled out a little phone from the wall she was next to and started to speak. I was trying to listen to the words on the other end but a voice filtered through my ears. I walked to the furtherest side of the hallway along the rope and looked into the room. It was dark and lights were low. There was a single red spotlight on the stage that rose up from the floor.

The voice that I knew but had a smoothness that was like rain washing over me. Auri was on stage, in a beautiful albeit tight black dress. She looked incredible and she swayed to the music, her voice carrying through the mic. My knees were going weak and I looked over at Bryan, pleading. Confused he walked over with Hector and looked at what I was watching.

“She looks good.” Bryan muttered as he watched as well.

“Is that our Luna? The one on stage?” Hector asked, looking from Bryan to me.

I nodded, my voice being swept away in her voice.

“Good evening, gentleman.”

I looked at the man who had walked up to us as we gawked at my mate. He was dressed to the nine, all black except for a blood red tie and handkerchief. He was young and looked like he stepped out of a model magazine. The man commanded the room and his eyes bore into your soul.

Bryan coughed. “Morgan Russo, lovely to meet a legend. I’m Beta Bryan Steele and this is Alpha Logan Everfell. Also our Gamma Hector Mendez.” I looked from Bryan to the man as Bryan shook hands with, the man that commanded so much fear in the supernatural community. I was proud as hell.

I stuck my hand out and Morgan also shook my hand but squeezed longer and harder than Bryan. He eyed me up and down. “So you’re my daughters mate.” I heard him tsk before he let go. I thought I saw a flash of disappointment in his face and I nearly shook. I thought I would never have issues meeting my mates father. I was an Alpha. But this man…this man scared the fuck out of me.

“Come this way. She has set you up in one of the lounges.”

The woman at the desk unhooked the second rope and all of us walked into club. We followed Morgan up the stairs behind the bar to a second level. I looked at my mate, my Auri. She looked beautiful as she sang, the movement of her hips with a dip to the side made me want to melt. The dress she wore was making Cato howl. Lust and longing gripped me. The black material clung to her but it moved as she moved. I was so close and yet so far. I still couldn’t touch her, kiss her. My heart hammered in my chest.

With my eyes elsewhere, I ran into Hector who had stopped behind Bryan. Morgan was showing us into the lounge section which was a booth with a table. There was drink menu and it was fairly quiet outside of the music.

“There is a touch screen in the table. Order whatever you would like, your drinks are being covered by 'our princess' this evening. Enjoy.”

“When can we talk to her?” Finally managed to find my words but they sounded small.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “When she wants to talk to you pup. No sooner.” With that, he turned in a flourish and walked away.

“Oh boy, he hates you.” Hector chuckled.

“I’m hating myself right now.” I put my head in my hands.

Bryan had leaned over the table and was scrolling through the drinks “Might as well order some drinks.”

The boys ordered their drinks but I just sipped on a water. The previous alcohol leaving a burning feeling in my stomach that made me nauseous just at the thought. We watched the stage, watched my mate as she shone in the red light. She wasn’t afraid here and not once did Kai come forward. Auri sang and moved, moving the whole room with her. She smiled when the song made her smile and sometimes a smirk played on her lips. I swallowed hard.

'Kai is reaching out to me.' Cato whined, the first time he had spoken up in hours.

'Well, fucking talk to her. You’ve been sulking and you can’t say no to our mate.'

He opened up the communication and I could feel his fear. Whatever they were talking about, it wasn’t good. I figured I would be chewed out later. Either by him or Auri herself. It was torture, watching her sway and move. Unable to touch her, talk to her. One of the songs she sat next the the pianist and he pulled her close, their faces inches apart as she sang. Bryan held me back from getting up out of my seat.

“He’s a vampire, dumbass. Chill.”

Taking a breath, I repositioned myself back in the seat. Another song later, there was an intermission and three lovely girls came up. I couldn’t tell what they was, vampire or maybe fey creature. But they sang together and sounded lovely. It was low and sultry and matched the mood.

“Man, I’ll take all three of those girls tonight in my bed.”

Then I heard it; her laughter. I squirmed as she walked in front of our table. “You would be remiss, Bryan. They like to put their bed mates to sleep before anything happens and take a trophy.”