Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna
Chapter 249: A romantic moment

Chapter 249: A romantic moment

VALENCIA’S POV

I took a quick shower to ease the weirdness I was feeling in my body.

Aurora talked a lot today. She talked about everything except answering the questions I asked her.

I shook my head at her as she went on and on about how Uncle Jonathan was making a wrong decision by stopping alpha Maverick from seeing us and how she wanted me to go down myself and greet Maverick, kiss him before everyone, and stake our claim on him.

I wrapped the towel around my body before getting out of the bathroom.

Her yapping was starting to be annoying, and her hormonal changes were appearing a bit too much for me to handle.

I was about to walk to the closet, where I had placed my stuff and clothes, because there were still one and a half hours to the ceremony, and I was in no mood to get dressed up so early.

But before I could move, my phone vibrated with an incoming call, and I smiled when I noticed it was Alpha Maverick’s call.

I popped into the bed before picking up his call.

"Hey," I whispered.

"What the hell is this going on here?" He asked me, and I immediately chuckled, knowing what he was talking about.

"What is going on? I don’t understand," I feigned ignorance, and he snarled at me lightly.

"Don’t play games with me, Mitsuki. Were you the one who told them that I shouldn’t come up and meet you? You have no idea how hard it was for me not to fly here and take you back with me because my wolf was going haywire without you," he asked me.

I rolled onto my back before sighing.

"I didn’t. Trust me. Uncle Jonathan said it wouldn’t leave a good impression on others as we are not mated," I said.

Maverick didn’t say anything for some time before sighing.

"I can solve that issue now," he said.

"Stop it. We talked about it, though I miss you too. But what can we do? I will meet you at the ceremony hall then," I said before ending the call.

I kept looking at the ceiling, smiling at the possessiveness in his voice.

I had always thought that I was going to live my life alone, killing rogues, helping people, and enjoying the adventures of different missions under the council or settling among humans.

Settling with any wolf or falling in love was never in my dictionary after the betrayal. I thought it was useless because of how the emotions wrecked me.

But after meeting Alpha Maverick, I realized love wasn’t a bad feeling or a cursed emotion. It was the person who was wrong.

He made me realize what love feels like, and I have never been more grateful to the mom goddess than I am now.

With a deep sigh, I sat and looked at my opened closet, thinking about what to wear.

I was thinking about shorts and a top, but what if someone came on the third floor?

Everyone here was well respected and held some kind of position. I should be dressing up decently and...

Pat.

I looked behind me in shock when I felt some movement on my balcony.

What the hell? Who dared to...

I stood from my place, ensuring my towel was in place, before walking to the balcony door.

I scrunched my brows when I didn’t see anyone.

I slid the door open before looking at the flower pot, which was tilted to one side, the soil spilling on the tiles.

With scrunched brows, I was about to peek down from the balcony to see who it was when a person came up, and I widened my eyes when I saw who it was.

"You-" I couldn’t complete my sentence when the man placed his hand over my mouth to stop me from speaking anything and pushed me inside the room, closing the balcony door and drawing in the curtains.

"What are you doing here?" I looked at Alpha Maverick, who took a deep breath before looking at me from head to toe, his gaze darkening.

"Reaper wanted to meet you. And well, I guess he was indeed right about meeting you immediately. I didn’t know such a beautiful sight was waiting for me," He said.

I blushed, realizing I was stark naked under the towel apart from my panties, and cleared my throat.

"You shouldn’t have come-" I stated, but he placed his finger over my mouth to stop me.

Sneaking his hand around my waist, he pulled me close, looking into my eyes intensely.

"Shhh. I know what I did. I took the risk for my love, my mate, my woman, and I will do it a hundred times. No one in this world has the power to keep me away from my Mitsuki," he whispered, placing his head into the crook of my neck.

He hugged me.

He took a deep breath, and I wrapped my arms around him. Our syncing heartbeats made me realize how much we both needed this, needed each other.

I kissed his chest, shuffling closer to him.

"God, I missed your scent," He whispered into my ears before picking me up in his arms.

He took me to the bed and placed me gently over it.

I thought he would become naughty, and my heart skipped a beat because I didn’t think it was a good plan.

However, much to my surprise, he placed his head on my chest and hugged me close rather than removing my towel like I had guessed he would.

It was just a hug. There was nothing special or different about it, but for some reason, the way he hugged me made me feel like he had been tired for a long time, like he had been hurt recently, and my instinct immediately kicked in.

I wanted to take his pain away, whatever it was.

Pulling him closer, I started patting his back, ready to fight anyone and everyone who would say anything otherwise.

He was my man, and I was his woman, and that was the only thing that mattered at the moment.

We loved each other, and he was right. No one had the right or power to keep us apart.

"Thank you for being in my life, for letting me hug you and comforting me even without knowing anything. You are the best thing that happened to me, Mitsuki," he whispered, his warm breath fanning my cleavage, and I blushed.

Stop it, Valencia. This is supposed to be a good, heartfelt moment. Don’t ruin it.

I told myself, reminding myself not to think of anything weird, but the more I stopped myself, the more thoughts invaded my head space, and I cursed myself mentally.

"Am I making you nervous?" He raised his face to look at me, and I smiled awkwardly.

He just wanted some comfort. How am I supposed to tell him that while he is looking for something romantic, my mind only thinks about naughty things?

Usually, it’s the man who thinks about such stuff, and the woman is usually fed up with constantly naughty things and the lack of romance in relationships.

Why the hell was it almost the opposite here?

"N..no. Why would you make me nervous?" I asked before smiling.

He hummed.

Though he didn’t say anything, the smile that appeared on his face was a bit too giving.

He probably knew what was going on inside my head, and I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

"I love you in all your forms and emotions," Maverick whispered.

"Well, don’t mind me, but I am not decent, and your stubble beard is rubbing on my... Ahem...on my skin," I said, not wanting to say boobs and making things more awkward.

The guy, rather than removing himself from me, just chuckled and rubbed his beard on my cleavage even more.

I could not help but groan at him before rolling from under him.

"That’s enough," I glared at him.

He didn’t say anything and just grinned at me, his gaze taking me up and down. I knew it was a mistake to sit like this. His gaze was a perfect depiction of what he was feeling, and it was nothing less sinful than what was going on inside my head.