The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (RYN) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91
RYN
The first thing that came to mind was Healer Kwan’s warning.
My heart raced, terrified of what I’d done. No wonder I wanted hore of him.
1 rushed out of bed to my feet and reached on my tippy toes to touch his forehead. My intention was to feel for his temperature, but he caught my hand and looked down at me with furrowed brows.
“What are you doing?”
“1”1 paused, wondering what I’d say. He can’t know the circumstances behind my actions. “Just checking to see if you’re okay?” I looked away, knowing fully well that my reason was not the least bit convincing.
Still, I hoped he would let it slide.
“Why won’t I be okay?”
Shit. What do I say? “Well…” I began. “The last time you were..uh.. sick, it simply took us being in bed together for you to get better and I thought maybe…” My face heated up. “Maybe us doing stuff will affect you badly.”
Theon’s stern gaze softened, his lips forming that ghost of a smile that I have now come to love. “You don’t need to worry about me. I am fine.” He replied, letting my hand go.
But I was worried. Real worried. What if my wolf had sucked all his life force? What if there’s already an imbalance of energies? I tried to feel deep within myself for any changes or sorts, but I wouldn’t really know for sure until we were far apart.
Shit. I can’t even tell him my worries.
“Are you okay?” He asked, suddenly bringing me out of my thoughts. “You don’t seem like you are,”
“I’m fine.” I replied, suddenly hyperaware of our close proximity and the state we were in. I was still in my bra and cotton. pants and Theon still stood tall like a big bear in nothing but his boxers. When my eyes landed on his bulge, I visibly swallowed.
How in the world did I think I could just have all of that inside me on a whim? Am I mad?
“Just a sec.” Theon said, and I watched him walk into his closet. Shortly after, he came out wearing some slacks which did well to cover his bulge and although some teeny- tiny, h***y, shameless part of me was disappointed, the other part was grateful for his thoughtfulness.
“I am sorry for the whole….inconvenience.” I swallowed, meeting his gaze.. “I have no idea how I…. got… here.”
I frowned, really thinking about it. Wait a minute. How did I get in Theon’s room when the last thing I remember is falling asleep on the couch?
Theon sighed, running a hand through his hair and something about that act turned me back the f*k o***n. I curled my hands into fists, digging my nails into my palm. “You were sleepwalking because of the meds you took and when I came back, you came to my room to find me. I put you to bed and went to sleep on the couch.” He pointed to a sofa not too far away, having some blankets draped on it. “But you always stood up and came to where I was, so I had to follow you back to the bed.”
“Oh.” I exclaimed, feeling even more embarrassed. “That explains a lot.” I said, forcing a smile.
Theon stared at me, his expression unreadable, and I knew a myriad of thoughts were going on in there and by the gods, I wanted to know what they were.
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Does he think I’m loose? And then, the entire statement I made about my first time, d**it, if that isn’t the cringiest thing I have done. Now, he will never look at me the same way again.
“You’re awfully quiet.” I said, looking down at the floor and then back up at him. “Are you judging me or something?”
Theon blinked in surprise before his brows flew up in realization. “Oh. I was mindlinking my brother and cussing him out for not informing you of the side effects of what he gave you.”
“Oh.” I said, feeling a tad bit better. Still, I felt the urge to explain myself, but before I could open my mouth, his phone rang.
“One moment,” he said, raising a finger up and then he picked his phone from the nightstand and put it to his ears.
Moving away to the window, he slipped into business mode, giving orders, and I couldn’t help but stare at him.
There he was, bathed in morning light, a giant in a room made for a king. Theon was magnificent. Every line in his body, sculpted to perfection. He stood with his perfectly ripped back to me, and I noticed he had an inscription written vertically along his spinal cord starting from his neck. From where I stood, I couldn’t read what was written, but I could see the tattoo next to it, very clearly.
It was the tattoo of a huge snake curling its tail as it seemed to be traveling over Theon’s right shoulder and just above it were the words, “A World Unlike Yours” in calligraphy. They were was both terrifying and intriguing and worse still, it was making me h***y for him all over again. I turned away, furious with myself, and grabbed my top from the bed before putting it on.
I need to get out of here.
When I made sure I didn’t bring anything else with me, I headed for the door.
Just when I got there, another gush of wind happened, and in a flash, Theon was right before my face, blocking my way out. He was still on the phone, but he raised a finger to tell me to wait. So, I obeyed, but then as he kept talking, our eyes met and that desire to wrap my legs around his waist consumed me.
My heart began to race, and as a result, I looked away. Letting my gaze fall, I took note of the tattoos across his chest and one particular drawing caught my eye.
It was the tattoo of a bunny over his heart.
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My throat went dry.
A bunny? I wondered as memories of our escapade replayed in my mind.
‘How can I say no to my cute little bunny?”
‘Use your words, Bunny.’
‘Bunny’ That’s what he calls me and he has a black and white one sitting on his heart, holding a flower.
Is this symbolic of something? Does this mean I mean something to him?
I shook my head. No. I don’t. Once this Moonstone is gone, we’d probably go back to being strangers. Theon ended his call and slid his phone into his pocket.
“Are you sure you are okay?” He asked, concerned. “I can sense a lot from you, especially fear. I hope I haven’t hurt -any way?”
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I blinked. “Hurt me?” I scoffed. “I came into your room and practically tried to rape you and you’re worried about hurting me?”
His dimples showed again as he smiled. “You didn’t know what you were doing.” He said, then his face became serious. “It’s my fault for getting carried