Chasing the rejected Luna novel Chapter 20

Sophia

He came and sat beside me. I was confused more than I had ever been. And my heart hammered in my chest. What was going on? I wanted to ask out loud but my throat was dry. 

He was so close to me that our skin rubbed against one another. I looked up at him and his face was split into a smile. He brushed my hair behind my ears and I looked down waiting for him to tell me what he meant. 

He cleared his throat, "You are going to train so that your wolf will come out," he said to me while I raised my head. He smiled at me and I was more confused at that time than ever. 

"How do you know she would come out because of the training?" I asked him and I shifted away rim him. He was making me uncomfortable with the way he looked at me. I just couldn't place a hand in it. It was giving me the chills.

The butterfly that flew in my stomach before died because of how he looked at me. 

He chuckled like I was talking rubbish and as much as I tried to hide the anger that reflected off my eyes, he caught it. His brows drew together and he assumed a serious posture by folding his hands across his chest. 

"It has worked for some of my pack members so it would work for you," he said and I looked away from his eyes which seemed intent on drinking me in. 

"I know it may have worked for your pack members, but I'm different. I've tried a lot of things. I just think I wasn't blessed with a wolf. No training of any kind would bring her out." I lamented and sighed for the tenth time that day. 

Maybe it was more, I couldn't be sure but it was not less than ten. 

"Hush. You will be fine. You've always done great and this time wouldn't be any different. I know you have gone through some hard times in your life but trust me when I say you will need this. And when you eventually get her, you will be thankful for it," he said to me while my eyes watered at his words. 

He just had a way of letting me know I wasn't the trash I was made to believe over time. Maybe he was sent to save me from the hands of the wicked ones around me. 

Saying a silent prayer of gratitude to the moon goddess, I unconsciously hugged him. It was when his hands wrapped around me I was aware of what I did. I tried to break free but he held on tight. 

My nerves steeled when I felt him breathing down my neck. It made me aware of what he was, an alpha. He could claim me or do whatever he wanted with me because I had no voice of my own. And worst part, no one would ever believe me just like how no one believed I didn't kill Rudolph. 

He must have noticed my position because he pulled away from me and looked at me while checking my temperature with his hand on my forehead. 

"You're sweating. Did I make you nervous?" He asked me and I shook my head against the word that was nestled at the tip of my tongue. 

"Don't lie to me. It's pretty obvious when you lie. Your eyes become unfocused," he said and I bit my lips at how well he could read me. 

I stayed silent while he watched me. I was well aware of his eyes that refused to leave my face, checking for any other emotion that would be caught. After what felt like forever, he sighed and stood up. 

"The servant will come to call you tomorrow. You should get some rest. If you need the library, a maid will take you there. It's not far from your room," he said while I still felt his gaze on me. He continued, "That will be all," and walked out of the room, closing the door with a soft sound as if afraid that if it was louder, I would break from it.  

I was grateful for the silence of the room. The silence always brought some form of comfort that couldn't be gotten from any human company. I was only saying that probably because I haven't found anyone's company I enjoyed so much.  

Alexander's company was starting to get like that until he decided to break me. I sighed when I realized I was thinking about Alexander. I promised I would never think of him - happy memories only. But it was harder than I thought. 

Everything in my life circled my former pack and my thoughts always wandered there. And since Alexander was the Alpha of the pack, it was inevitable I thought about him. Another bad thing about my pathetic life. 

I got up and walked to the window. The pack house was not fenced like the one in my former pack and I could make out some pack members. 

My eyes caught on two children at the side of a house that had a white picket fence. They were playing with something that looked like a toy and I was transported back to my childhood. 

It was blurred. But one thing I knew was, I was never happy. The death of my parents took a part of my soul with them. I was once a happy little girl who thought that there was no pain or sadness in the world.