Wolf-less Omega Luna novel Chapter 21

Alana’s POV

What does he mix with his pecks that make my legs buckle and wobble like jelly? Dear goddess, save me from this god of a man.

The way his muscles flexed when he leaned in to kiss me goodbye on the cheek to go prepare for dinner was everything. It got me grinning from ear to ear like a complete idiot.

I stepped into the bathroom twice the size of the room Omega Alana previously had and turned on the shower. The bathroom was just as modern as my new room itself.

A large mirror with white rims hanging directly opposite where I stood reflected a smiling redhead with water dripping down her hair and face.

I took in the curves of my naked body.

A nice face that has been receiving more compliments in the last few days, ample breasts with stiff nipples, not stiff from the cold water cascading down my body, but from the thought of Axel’s baritone voice repeatedly singing my name.

My slim fingers travel through my slender side to the fair amount of hip bones that give me an overall eight figure, settling on my lady part, while my head falls back in the shower.

His face comes into my mind's view and that ungodly hair falling over my face makes my entire body shake. I imagine his hot breath on my neck as my fingers work crazily.

Two seconds of thinking about Axel’s upper extremity is all it takes for me to make a mess in the shower. I come down from my high horse with a shudder and wobble out of the bathroom.

Dabbing my body dry with a new towel, I open the closet to pick an outfit. I want to look presentable, which translates to looking beautiful for Axel, so I pick out a simple black strapless gown and throw it on.

It’s not much, but it being new and hugging my frame comfortably makes it do okay. I quickly dry out my hair like Coral taught me and I apply a single line of gloss before heading out.

When I’m by the door, I give the room a cursory glance and my eyes settle on the box Axel gave me. With quick strides, I’m back on my bed with the box settled in between my legs.

“Let’s see what we have here,” I say, my heart thumping in my chest.

It takes me a minute to unwrap the box before I start picking the contents.

A handwritten note is the first thing I see.

“Being devoted to our one true love. Axel.” I read out loud.

Soon, I’ve lost count of the number of gifts I've brought out from the box. Hairpins, vintage scarves, a frame of Axel, a watch similar to one I’ve seen on him, and many other smaller wrapped boxes.

I take out a gold necklace from one of the smaller boxes. It is one half of a moon and I recognize it from seeing it wrapped and locked around Axel’s wrist. He has the other half.

My heart warms up as I walk over to the mirror on the table and put it on.

It matches my dress so I decide to leave it on.

“No way!” I gasped when I walked back to the large box on my bed.

Now I understand how Axel could tell I hadn’t opened the box yet.

At the bottom of the box were different books, some old, others new.

The old ones looked like what Axel read and kept aside for me to read.

“These should keep me busy for a long time,” I say smiling.

I quickly arrange the books on the table beside my bed and bounce on my toes to the dining area to meet Axel standing over the table.

“Hey,”

“Hey, Alana,” his eyes are glued on me before I come down from the stairs. He raises an eyebrow and smiles at me and I shyly look away, an embarrassing blush dragging up my face.

I hope he doesn’t sniff what I was up to in the shower moments back.

“You opened it.” His eyes are on the half-moon resting on my neck. He looks down at my cleavage and holds his gaze for a while before looking back up at me.

“I did.” I toy with the neckpiece. “Thank you, for the necklace and the books.”

“You’re welcome, Alana,” he says as he stalks towards me. “You look beautiful,” he breathes in and out, shuddering as his chest heaves down. “And you smell so good.” He adds.

Does he mean my natural scent or deodorant? Or has he smelt me? Oh gosh! Now I’m embarrassed beyond words.

I stiffen as he sniffs and grazes his teeth over my neck, on the sensitive spot where a male's mark goes, and a zing dances through me.

He leads me back to the table and moves a seat for me.

“Did you prepare all this?” I clear my desert-dry throat and point at the feast on the table.

“No. The chef did.” He settles on a seat beside me. “I am a decent cook, however.”

“Really?” My eyes shoot wide.

“Meh!” Coral’s voice calls from behind us. “He’s being modest. He never agrees to cook for us though.”

I look behind to see Tyler and Coral standing side by side, shifting from feet to feet.

Axel says nothing. Nothing at all.

“Luna,” Tyler comes in front of me and takes my hand. “You look beautiful.” And plants a kiss on the back of my palm.

An annoyed growl rises from Axel’s throat and is directed at Tyler. “Back off!” Elongated canines, eyes now the color of a raging sea.

I flinch, and Axel’s head snaps to me in a millisecond. His bright blue eyes return to me almost immediately.

Tyler doesn’t seem fazed in the least.