Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 126 Let's talk

BECKY

I was about to protest, but then Silas released his hold on my arm and instead
reached for my hand. As he wrapped his fingers around mine, he began to walk
forward, and before I knew it, I was being led down the empty corridor.

“I don't think this is a good idea,” I insisted.

“Please,” he pleaded. “I just want to talk.”

His amber eyes were wide but serious, and there was something about them that
I was unable to resist. There was a magnetic pull between us that was too strong
to resist. As much as I wanted to cast Silas aside, the thought of us being apart
was almost too much to bear.

I released a heavy sigh.

This was a terrible idea, but I couldn't say no. I had to hear the Beta out.

“Fine,” I decided.

Silas led me all the way out the back door. The night air was brisk, but it was a
welcome feeling after how much anxiety I'd been feeling in the banquet hall. The
moon was nearly full, and the silver light bathed the grass and lit our way.

When we reached the garden, Silas finally stopped.

He stared down at me with an expression I couldn't read, and my mind searched
for the right words to say. I was both scared and at ease in his presence, but I
had no clue what he wanted to tell me.

“What did you want to talk about?” I finally said. “Whatever it is... make it fast. I
need to get back to the hall. Cas sandra might be worried about where I am, and
the rest of the hall is probably searching for their great hero-"

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Before I could finish my sentence, Silas pulled me close and kissed me. His lips
pressed tightly against mine, and my knees grew weak from the pure passion of
itall. I wanted to struggle, but my body thought otherwise. I couldn't help but kiss
him

back.

Mate.

His lips were incredibly soft, and his kiss was expert, but not in a way that
suggested he was too experienced with other women. It was more like his kiss w
meant for me, like he’d been waiting for this moment just as much as I had.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Silas pulled away. I trembled and tried to
catch my breath as I stared deeply into his eyes.

“Why?” I asked quietly.

My mother had always told me stories about how nasty and cruel male wolves
from the upper class could be. She told me that they often played with young
girls’ hearts only to abandon them when they grew tired of their company. Mother
always said that was why she insisted on finding me a decent man.

I wondered if Silas Moses was one of those men.

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He didn’t say anything, but the lust in his eyes was clear. He suddenly grabbed
my wrist again and tried to lean forward and kiss me, but slapped him away
before he could get too close. The force of my strike was so strong that he was
forced back a little, and I felt terrible at once for hurting him.

Before he could say anything, I turned on my heels and ran out of the garden.
Tears sprang from my cheeks and my lower lip began to tremble as I fought to
keep

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ny composure.

What was all of that about?

Why had he said he wanted to talk when really, he just wanted to use the
opportunity as an excuse to try to take advantage of me?

I wasn't a piece of meat.

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I was so much more than that.

I began to cry harder. Wasn't I worth more than just a secret encounter in a
garden? Wasn't I worth a real, meaningful connection?

When I returned inside, I rushed over to the bathroom and tried to compose
myself. I wiped the mascara from my eyes and forced myself to breathe.

“He’s not worth it,” I addressed my reflection, but the words didn’t feel: wasn't just
another man. He was my mate. This was supposed to be one of th magical
nights of my life. Instead, I was crying in the bathroom.

I thought of my mother. What would I say to her about all of this? Hell, what
would I say to anyone?

I began to get even more upset, but just as the tears began, I stopped myself.
No. No, I needed to be strong. So, I spent another minute in the bathroom and
then went back to the banquet hall. Surely, Silas wouldn't bother me for the rest
of the

night.

As soon as I returned to the banquet hall, Cas sandra’s expression grew
concerned. Her pretty eyes trailed over me, and her lips parted a little in surprise,
but she didn’t ask what was wrong.

“We can leave,” she said definitively, and I nodded.

Cas s andra didn't bother saying a word to anyone, and instead, just escorted mu
out of the hall. As we walked down the corridor, I thought again of my mother.
“Cas sandra?” I asked quietly. “Is there any room for me at the clinic tonight? I... I
can’t think I want to go back to my house and face my mother.”

“Of course,” she replied, and she wrapped her arm around me. “You're always
welcome to stay, Becky. I'll have Erika prepare a room for you upstairs.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, and I forced a smile. “You're a really good friend, Cas
sy.”

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“And so are you,” Cas sandra replied. “We're going to get you through this. I'm
here for you.”

The entire way back to the clinic, I couldn't stop shivering. I wasn’t necessarily
cold. I was just anxious from the events of the evening. I'd expected the party to
be grand but simple. I thought the celebration was going to consist of Cas sandra
and I gossiping in the corner of the room, watching the upper-class wolves of
Wegalla fawn all over their returning hero.

Instead, it ended in humiliation and even a little heartbreak.

When we entered the clinic, Cas sandra’s friend Marley was sitting in the front
room.

“What are you doing back so early?” she wondered as she glanced between us
with concern. “I figured you wouldn't be back until well after midnight.”

She and Cas sandra shared a look, and suddenly, Marley's face softened. She
got up from her chair and walked over to us.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked me, and she gently touched my arm. As
I dissolved into tears, Ca s sandra drew me into an embrace, and I buried my
face

in her shoulder.

“Is Finnick upstairs?” I heard her ask Marley.

“Yes,” she replied. “He fell asleep a while ago.”

“Good,” Cas sandra replied, and she gently lifted my face up to meet hers. “I
think what we need is a good, old-fashioned girl talk in the meeting room. How
does tl at sound, Becks?”

I hesitated for a moment. I'd never had many girlfriends before, and I didn’t want
to trouble them with my problems. But something about Cas sandra and Marley's
expressions made me want to talk.

“Okay,” I decided, and I wiped my tears. “Let's go talk.”