Chasing My Rejected Luna

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s father. He had a chiseled face with a beard to match his hair. I wanted to run my hand inside his hair and beard to feel the texture difference. I was so lost with

e cannot hear." I rea

hear?" He addressed his mothe

rom his gaze, wanting to look anywhere but at his face. I don't think I could

. I shiver ran down my body at the contact of his skin on my skin. I felt electrified

you talk to me if you do not see th

is talking also did not help me. He must have his expressions under lock and key. I normally can read a person's emotions fr

afraid of how he would react to m

r my reasoning. I gulped down the pooling saliva in

my voice the way so many others had done. A small smile tugged at

es, even now, which is weird since he was the King of all werewolves. I guess since I couldn't hear them, it all affected me differently, or maybe the part of having no wolf played a part too. However, this feeling that surged wi

looking to my left at the

" He said, handing me his cellular device. I looked up to hi

you going t

me out what I intended. He shook his head in understanding before putting his

anything she may need. From here on, you will be her handmaid, starting now.

bowed in respect before turning to me, once a

ng said, making her stop

s not a dog. Show your Queen some respect." He said with his face still

n turned away to address his mother once again. I felt a very soft tap on my arm. My eyes left his body for the fir

leave the dining hall. I turned back around to steal one more

anity was a door. I assumed that was either the adjoining bathroom or a closet. I walked across the room to the glass double doors, peering out to see that it led to a small intimate balcony. A door is also out on the balcony. I wonder what that could be. I turned to face Imagen. She was standing there, not moving. I waved hello but her eyes shot to the ground. She was so afraid, but surely not of me. I was a nobody. Yes, he addressed me as th