The drive was filled with tense silence. Mostly from my side. I was acting like a petulant child. My hands were crossed over my chest, eyes focused on the road and I was fuming.
Through the corner of my eyes, I saw that he was smiling and that pissed me off even more.
“What the hell are you smiling about?” I asked. “There is nothing to smile about when you literally forced a woman to go out with you”
He keeps his eyes on the road when he answers. “I didn’t force you Red”
“You didn’t ask either. Just commanded me” I retorted hotly. “When did chivalry die?”
I was honestly curious about that. I mean I have never dated human men before but most Alphas or werewolf males were just arrogant and self-righteous. They don’t normally do the traditional human way of wooing women. They mostly just throw their weight around and the she wolves fall for it.
“I am chivalrous” He said.
“And I am the moon goddess” I scoffed.
“Given that you are her fucking left hand, you’re not far off from the truth”
I turn to glare at him. Why is it that he always has a retort to my sass? I study him but quickly avert my eyes. He was doing the one hand thing that men do. Where they drive with one arm while the other is laying on their lap. I was honestly a sucker for that. There was just something potent about it. Something raw and sexy.
I shake my head trying to clear it. Those were dangerous thoughts and like he kept reminding me. Our relationship was on paper only. Nothing more and nothing less.
“Where are you even taking me?” I ask him, changing the subject.
He turns to me slightly before facing the road again.
“You said that you wanted something greasy, so that’s where we are going”
I didn't reply because I didn’t have anything to tell him. I did say that I wanted something greasy but I also didn’t think he would agree to that.
I should have put my foot down and refused to go out. Maybe I was the problem. Always giving in when these men pulled the alpha male shit. If I could put my foot down, just maybe he could start respecting my wants and needs. But then again it’s not like I am planning to stay with him much longer.
“We should play twenty one questions” he suggests out of the blue.
I turn to look at him as if he has grown two heads. Why would he suggest such a thing? Not only because it was childish but because it was so unlike him.
“What are we? Teenagers?” I ask sarcastically.
“No but we are mated adults who know nothing about each”
“Cut with the crap Sebastian, you probably know more about me than I do. I am sure you did a background check”
That was the kind of thing a wealthy and powerful man would do. Sebastian was both. There was no way he would have approached me with a proposal if he didn’t have me thoroughly investigated first.
“Yeah, but I would like to hear it from you. Know more about you” he says, his voice neutral.
“What has gotten into you…you weren’t this interested in getting to know me a few weeks back”
I say this while checking his temperature as I would do with a child.
He swats my hand away. “Would you fucking stop that?”
“What I just wanted to check if maybe you have a fever or something. You’re behaving out of character” I say innocently. “We should probably stop by the hospital, just to get you checked”
“What’s your favorite color?” he asks, ignoring what I just said.
This time I turn my whole body and look at him. Was he being serious right now? My favorite color?
“I’m a hundred percent sure you’re really not interested in knowing my favorite color”
“Yes I am” he argues.
“No you’re not”
“Yes I fucking am” he fires, getting annoyed.
I fire back, loving how I was annoying the shit out of him. “No you’re not”
“How would you even fucking know that?”
“I just do”
I hear him groan in annoyance. “Fuck! You’re annoying”
“Thank you. I’ll take that as a compliment” I smile wide at him.
Damn. This was fun. Watching the annoyance play across his face while he tried to pray for patience. You could tell by the way how hard he gripped the steering wheel. How his brows were furrowed, and how tensely his jaw was set.
“What is your favorite color?” I throw his question back at him.
Just like I knew it would. The question seemed to annoy him more.
“What makes you think I’ll answer your question when you blatantly refused to fucking answer mine?”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Alpha and His Contract Luna (Lauren)
I don't think the the plot for krystals book is something I would like to dark. I would had thought Krystal and something with Jax would have been a better plot....
Finally I'm fucking done author please research heavy topics extensively before writing about them again. When you don’t you often end up victim blaming alot...
I don't even feel sad about Raya fuck her there’s allot of things that trauma is responsible for and letting the people you love die while you enjoy watching isn’t fucking one of them like the authors writing when it comes to these topics are fucking piss fucking put like the victim blaming the dismissal of valid feelings the excuses for the people who hurt her like eww don’t ever touch on subjects like these until you’ve done the appropriate extensive research on these topics. Then ill read your works that touch on these subjects again. The only reason I’m still here is cause ive already started the story....
I knew the goddamn therapist was a fucking weirdo...
Again the therapist is incorrectly saying what’s going on. If Raya took the empirical trauma it’d be Raya that she’d be talking to. Mayra took the emotional AND physical trauma of what’s going on and both Raya and Mayra are experiencing shared mental effects of that trauma with Raya experiencing the effects on the more angered and blaming side. None of this makes Mayra a terrible companion it actually makes Raya a terrible companion if you want to place blame....
Bruh can’t she just get the moon goddess to like give her a new wolf or remove her from the one she got ? She gone be human either fucking way with the way that bitch of a wolf be acting...
The therapist is fixing weird like she was doing so good till she fucking invalidated Mayra’s feelings towards her baby that was forced upon her by her realist that popped up before she was even done healing like what ? Its normal for victims to feel that way towards a rapper baby and what the therapist should have fucking said was yeah Mayra it’s normal to feel that way you’re still haunted by your rapport and haven’t yet healed and it doesn’t help that your daughter looks like him once healed you could make a decision on whether you want to be in her life as her mother or give her up for adoption it’s all up to you but for now you need to focus on healing before attempting to mother a child who looks like your rapist. In the meantime have your child stay with a trusted person so that you can heal and make the correct decision for yourself as a healed woman. But no the therapist says try loving her and being a mother to your rapists child right now even if you haven’t healed yet. Like huh ? You’re fucking weird and the author is weird for this as well. Maybe before writing about a touchy subject please do more research In terms of how to go about the aftermath of trauma and healing because this invalidated a lot of rape victims who hated their children before healing and coming to love and care for them without blame....
We’ll do e. I enjoyed every moment....
Danke :)...
The Mayra and Darren story, the ending…it’s like the book isn’t finished. And the typo on the vows need to be fixed, like it’s a copy and paste. They’re were errors, but it wasn’t a bad series. I truly loved Ren and Bash. Now, what about Krystal, the new Oracle....