Alpha’s Rue: His Shunned Luna (Athena Enchanted) novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197

AELIANA

When the banging and apologies outside my door finally come to a stop, I cry myself to sleep. Last night is still fresh, I’m still hurting and yet very much glad that he’s back home. I don’t know what to do with this thing between us, I don’t know how to process my hurt when the one person whose comfort I want is the one who hurt

I want to hurt him back, or at the very least torment me half as much as his words have done to me. I went down in his shirt on purpose, Damien came over because I had left my card at his club, but he was great at helping me torture Kingston. I spent all night crying and finding a way to hurt him, and the one thing I could come up with was silence. He hates it when I don’t talk, so I stopped talking to him.

“Fuck,” I groan, my eyes fluttering open as the fantasy fades.

My eyes stay on the ceiling while I try to figure out what the hell just happened to me. My thighs are clenched hard, I’m on his side of the bed, and my nipples are hard under his shirt.

A few seconds ago, I was sitting in the kitchen with his head between my thighs, a much more pleasant scene than what actually did happen.

My panties are so soaked that they cling to me. I hate him.

I hate that he can still do this to me even when I’m upset with him.

I hate that even after he doubted me, after he made me feel like the addict everyone used to whisper I was, my body still craves him. My pussy is a traitor, even now, irritated as I am, my clit is throbbing.

I press my thighs together, trying to smother the pulse between them, but it doesn’t help. If anything it makes it worse. I’m so close to putting my fingers to work when someone taps on my bedroom door.

Having not heard it open, I panic, and I look over to find Audrey leaning against my very open door. “Are you fantasising about Kingston being up here?” She asks, a devious smile on her lips. “Don’t deny it, I heard everything, you’re loud in your sex dreams too.”

I get up, tugging my shirt down. “Shut up.”

“What’s wrong?” She laughs, stepping further inside. I feel the sudden urge to burn every single thing in this room, it was once the one room she had not been in until now. “Are you scared he gave up on trying to persuade you? You should have given in then, because come on, we both know you’re not worth the chase.”

I sigh, arms crossed over my sore breasts. “What are you doing here?”

“Your friend arrived,” she says with an eyeroll. “She’s been here a while, but now she’s with him so I thought to let you know before she replaces you.”

Replaces me?

I almost laugh. “Noah doesn’t like him.”

“Don’t be stupid,” she scoffs, shaking her head. “This is Kingston, everyone with eyes wants him, even you after pretending you don’t want him. You’re still fucking him in your sleep?” She frowns, her face twisting with disgust. “That’s sad.”

“If I wanted to fuck Kingston, I would.” I snap, my jealousy getting the better of me. “But you? You’re not getting that close again.”

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Her lips curve into a smile, “Do you want to bet?” She asks, confident. Too confident.

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I swallow, I don’t know if I can afford that bet or the toll it would take on me. “I don’t want you in my room.”

“Good choice,” she nods, her grin widening. “Because I can take him back more easily than you think. I’ve spent years with him, I know Kingston better than you. He will always love me more, and with how you’ve been acting?” She scoffs, “He might as well run back to me and beg, but even without begging, I’ll take him back. He must be sick of you, your insecurities, your tantrums, and your mediocre sex. I bet he’s never satisfied with you just lying there playing dead.” she snarls. “I’ve seen how you operate, the whole pack has.”

I slap her, her eyes widening when she meets the back of my hand. She has no right to bring up my past when she knows damn well what happened there. “Don’t forget who you’re talking to, I’m still your Luna.”

“You’re going to regret that,” she growls.

“Am I? Woo, I’m so scared,” I hiss, making my hands shake. “What will you do? Fuck my mate? By all means please do,” I urge. “I’m dying for a reason to reject him, so that would be a huge favour since I can’t break the bond over a silly argument.”

She nods, “So you know it’s silly, but you still make him beg like a dog?”

“I’m not forcing him, and if it bothers you maybe you shouldn’t have planted those ideas in his head.”

“Ideas?” She frowns, feigning innocence. “But you were on drugs, all the evidence pointed to you, it still does.”

I can’t help but shake my head in disbelief. “Wow. It must be nice living in your little bubble, but know it will burst, Drey.”

Her head tilts, arms crossed over her chest. “And who will burst it, you?”

“No, but I will bust your head if you don’t stay away from me,” I warn, my tone sweet with fake honey. “I’m feeling very agitated, you would hate to be caught in my PMS rage.”

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