The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 31

DAMON.

"Please, Damon. No war."

I stare at Catherine as she pleads for the pack that wants her dead, heart in her eyes and sincerity shooting from them.

She is so good. So kind. It unnerves me how someone pure like her can be my mate.

I am not ashamed of my past. All I have done for my pack, I will gladly do again. But it doesn't change the fact that my hands are stained with blood and she doesn't want any more blood.

How did the Moon Goddess think that I would be a fitting mate for her?

"They don't deserve your kindness," I tell her.

"Maybe not, but I am not asking for them. I am asking for me. I want peace."

I can understand that. Her life, sure hasn't been easy. Living in a constant state of anxiety must wear on a person's soul. Of course, a war is the last thing that she would want.

I turn to look at Melissa and I can already see the beginning of mutiny on her face. She knows what my decision is going to be and she doesn't like it.

Oh well. I will just have to bring her around to it.

Turning back to Catherine, I say, "Very well. If that is what you want, then no war."

Her naming smile that crosses her face makes the disappointment at not ripping Vance's, worth it.

"Thank you, Damon, thank you," she gushes.

From the corner of my eyes, I see Melissa slouch down in her chair in disappointment, with a very prominent pout protruding from her face but I just ignore her.

"There are conditions though," I continue to Catherine.

'There are?" she asks curiously.

"Yeah. Number one, I get to call you Cat. No, no. Mother calls you Cat, I will call you Cathy. I am the only one allowed to use that name."

She giggles in response to that, before nodding at me.

"That is fine," she says.

"Secondly, from now on, dinners will just be a private affair between you and me. We can have breakfast and lunch with others. But your night, your nights are mine," I say, my voice going lower at the last sentence.

I watch in unmitigated delight as a blush spreads all over her face before she ducks down to hide it.

"Ugh," Melissa groans as she gets up. "You two are disgusting and I am leaving."

We both watch with crying degrees of interest as she packs up the plates and leaves without a backward glance.

Even better.

"So," I say out loud. "Do we have an agreement?"

She turns to look at me, and with that same blush on her face, nods.

"I can do that," she says quietly. "Anything else?"

"Oh, there are a lot. What do you say about me moving back to my room?" I ask with a cheeky smile.

"What?"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything. It is just to sleep. You can sleep on one end, while I take the other. You will be very safe."

For now.

She thinks through that one for a while before slowly nodding.

"Okay. Anything else?"

"Just one more, for now. You will have to join in the training?

"Training? But I have never trained before," she exclaims.