I Am The Luna

ADRIANA

My heart and my mind want to say yes, but how do I say yes when I'm afraid of it all being ripped away from me? But this is my mate... would he do that?

I've avoided and run from him knowing that the moment I saw him in front of me, I won't be able to deny him. So I hoped he'd be angry I ignored him, so I could just walk away and blame him, but he didn't.

I gaze into those eyes, making up my mind. Deciding that I've been hurt enough, what is one more? I'll take a chance on him and hope for the best even when I know his rejection will hurt me the most if it ever is to occur.

"Fine. Let's do it," I say, flinging my hands in surrender.

A sexy smirk graces those angel lips, and I can't help but smile at my own thoughts. But then he reaches up and hooks his index finger under my collar necklace and tugs me a little closer, and it's the words that leave those perfect lips that make me freeze.

Words that I don't think belong on an angel's lips.

"That's my good girl," he whispers so seductively, so quietly, that my heart thuds loudly and makes my pussy clench. He's watching me, and I feel mortified when I feel my cheeks heat up and that smirk of his only grows, flashing his perfect teeth.

'I see you like that. Good to know, because so do I.'

He leans down and my body defies me, wanting him closer as he claims my lips in a sizzling, toe-curling kiss that sets my body on fire. I hear whistling and catcalling from the rest, but it's only for a few seconds as I am completely consumed by this kiss, and all else fades away.

He lets go of my choker and cups the lower half of my face in his large hand as he deepens the kiss. His other arm snakes around my waist and I'm pulled flush against him; I wrap one arm around his shoulder, the other resting on his waist as I kiss him back.

The emotions that surge through me are dizzying, knowing that I am signing up for more than one night, and that excites me, and fucking terrifies me all at once. I break away when I need air, gasping when he runs his tongue along my lips

before he moves back, his eyes burning into mine.

Applause breaks out and I glance at my pack members who are all clapping, led by my own Doctor Luna, who is clearly beyond ecstatic for us. Zade is leaning against the wall, but with that mask on I have no idea what he's thinking as Valerie pounces on me.

"I am so happy for you!" she says.

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BONUS

"Absolutely, now get outta here so I don't have you to compete with." Anthony jokes, making me smile.

"I knew it!" I say.

"He will treat you right, I know that much... but I'd recommend you tell him about that incident sooner than later. He'll understand you better, Zade says through the mind-link.

My heart sinks at Zade's words as those dark memories return. What if I tell him and he decides I'm not for him? What if he's disgusted by me?

Suddenly Atticus pulls me into his arms, one hand at the back of my head, burying my face into his chest and I don't complain, feeling that firm torso against me is great. But it's the way his hand rubs my back, almost as if silently promising safety.

Does he know? I don't think so... I know Zade, he wouldn't tell what isn't his to tell... besides, even Zade doesn't know everything... But then why is he comforting me? Is it just something that Atticus is picking up from me?

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"Easy there, Hot Stuff. I agreed to come to your pack, nothing more," I say lightly, pulling free from his comforting embrace.

"And that is the hardest step." He winks at me, and I roll my eyes as the lights dim and blue and pink lights begin flashing as the music gets louder.

"Wanna dance?" I ask, ignoring that remark. He's right though.

"Sure," he says. I grab his wrist and tug him towards the dancefloor, ignoring Will entirely. He is such a dick for that comment, but he isn't worth shit.

"I hope you know how to dance, and I don't mean tango or waltz." I mock.

"You really need to stop judging me before you even get to know me," he replies, suddenly twisting his hand until it's my wrist in his grip and he spins me into his arms. "Let's dance, Angel."

He kisses my neck ever so lightly, his hair tickling my cheek before he moves back and gazes down at my breasts for a second, he grabs my hips as he begins moving to the music, guiding me along with him.

I'm pleasantly surprised. And ok, maybe really impressed with how effortlessly good he is at this.

"Surprised?" he asks as he spins me around and pulls me against him. I bite my lip as I grind myself against his crotch. These heels sure give me a lot of height, and just the right amount too....

"More than a little. You really are full of surprises," I say softly as I reach up and run my fingers through his lush hair. He doesn't respond and I tilt my head to look over my shoulder and see the look in his eyes.

One that makes my heart skip a beat, lust and hunger....

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IS BONUS

His fingers graze up my thigh as we move in sync.

"And plenty more to discover," he replies as I spin around, now facing him, and run my hand down his chest and abs as I lower my body. Swaying it sensually as I lick my lips when I come level to his package, hearing his heartbeat quicken.

I look up at him, my hand lingering just over the band of his pants before I sway my hips and stand up again, wrapping my arms around his neck.

His eyes are locked with mine as he grabs my hips and pulls me against himself, once again grinding himself into me, turning me on like crazy. My eyes flash, my core clenching as I do everything I can to calm the storm of desire that is building inside of me.

There's something about Atticus Payne that consumes me.

I want him so fucking badly.

Not caring anymore, I reach down and cup his package, feeling him throb in my hand as his body tenses. I bite my lip as I reach up and kiss his neck.

"Wanna get out of here?" I whisper seductively.

He doesn't reply. Instead, he takes one of my hands and kisses my knuckles softly, followed by another kiss on my wrist right over where my pulse can be felt.

He then takes a few steps back, pulling me along with him before he turns and leads the way back towards the packhouse. I stare at him, my heart racing as I follow him, knowing exactly what I signed up for.