His Revenge Luna

Episode seven

Albi's Point of View

The guilt call came in from Savannah - as predicted by Galen - at around 6pm on Sunday Evening.

I sighed as her picture came up on my phone, I was going to have to finish with her over the next week and I wasn't sure how to do it.

'Now's as good a time as any' Galen grumbled in my mind.

I envied Galen. It was so much easier for him. He had absolutely no feelings about Savannah whatsoever. In fact, the most he thought of her at all, was that she was irritating. He could admit to her being pretty, sexy even, but that isn't enough for a wolf.

Wolves don't care about popularity, status or stature. They care about meeting the one person that the Moon Goddess has designed for them. It is genetic and primal and Galen and I should be doing everything possible to find her. But we don't have that luxury. It is unlikely that our mate will be human, so there is very little point in trying to seek her out at various schools. And Galen and I have to stay well hidden, so we can't go knocking door to door on pack houses either. This means we have been without our mate for almost three years. Which thoroughly irritates him.

That side of things isn't so bad for me. Until I meet my mate in the flesh, I have no idea how the bond between us will actually feel. Galen has tried to explain it to me but it doesn't make a lot of sense. It sounds like I will smell something nice, like flowers, or coffee, or leaves, and from that moment all I will be interested in is who is making the smell. Once I locate him or her, I will immediately pounce on them and bite into their jugular!! How romantic!

I won't be able to stop it from happening.. I will smash through walls, break furniture and kill anyone who tries to stop me getting to them. That's probably the bit that I find hardest to believe. I'd say I was a pretty laid back kind of guy, my feelings aren't usually that extreme, but apparently, if another wolf so much as steps on my mate's toe, then I will have to fight extremely hard not to murder them. It sounds completely bonkers to me.

And as much as this 'bond' drives you to the edge of reason and desire, it also brings you great comfort. I've been told that the scent of a mate will calm you when you're stressed, and give you the best nights' sleep you have ever had. Sounds like a load of old bollocks to me. Not that I would ever speak that out to Galen or Bethany. They would be ashamed of me and my disrespect to the Moon Goddess.

Bethany claims it's because I have never seen a mate bond formed. Whereas she has seen thousands and is very excited about me meeting my soul mate.

Anyway, time to get on with the job at hand.

I picked up my phone with a grumpy "hello?"

"Hey you," She sighed, her voice was full of guilt and remorse.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her in a tone that indicated I really couldn't give a toss about her answer.

"Not great," She replied, tearing up.

'Oh her we f*****g go again!' Galen rolled his eyes and turned his back to me. He was so over this.

"I can't really remember getting home." She continued. Ahh that good old human power of selective memory.

It seemed I had only two choices here. Forgive her as I had done hundreds of times before, or lay it on thick and start to end the relationship.

"It's time." Bethany gently placed the words in my mind. I stiffled a yawn. s**t, two words and I was exhausted!

I went with the latter option.

"Well, first, you refused to leave the party and kept giving Josh these really intense looks, then when we got outside you demanded that I drive you home despite the fact that I was over the limit. You threw up all over me and then passed out. It was lucky I wasn't as wrecked as you were, you would have hit the deck and smashed your skull in!" Ok, so that was slightly overstating events.

I had started to raise my voice during my diatribe. I had never done that to her before and the response was instant sobbing. Oh man!

"I'm so sorry Albi, I don't remember any of that! The last thing I remember was dancing with you and having a good time."

"That wasn't me, it was Josh!" I spat, through gritted teeth. That was an out and out lie and I felt shitty for saying it to her.

"Honestly, Savvy, every time we go to one of these things you always gravitate towards him! I'm starting to think you're into him."

"I AM NOT!" She half yelled, half bawled and one hundred percent lied.

"I don't believe you." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, frustrated with her level of deception. Time to get the big guns out.

"I know you've been cheating on me and I know that the silver heart on your bracelet was a gift from him." The charm gave off his scent and had a tiny 'J' inscribed on it. A human eye would miss it.

There was total silence at the other end of the line. I pushed on.

"It's not just that though, Sav. We can't keep having these same conversations over and over again. Every weekend you call me with no memory of the previous nights' events. And every weekend when I remind you of what happened, you get upset and start to cry and that is killing me. I hate hearing you upset! I'm worried about the amount you drink." That part was true. I knew that Savannah had a tough upbringing. Her father was a one-off fling and probably didn't know she existed and her mother was an alcoholic. "Maybe you could get some help?"

My sympathy had the exact opposite impact to what I had intended. I had hoped she would heed my words and realize she needed support, instead she launched a full blown verbal attack!

"How DARE you accuse me of being an alcoholic just because my mother is."

"Sav I di-" She cut me off.

"Oh yes you did! What? You think you're somehow better than me because you have a mom and a dad? Not to mention your spoiled brat of a little sister."

From the next room my 'little sister' let out a howel of rage.

"Aww did she hear me? Well, tough s**t! You know, the only reason I drink so much is because it's so boring being with you, Albi. You have no interest in the people around you! You seem to be more interested in the trees than you are in your friends. And as for the weird God complex, where you think that you are somehow better than all of us put together...To be honest, I'm starting to think I'm a lot better off without you."

"I'm really sorry you feel that way, Savvy." I said, genuinely upset. It's true I had bigger things to think about, but I hated to think that I'd come across as caring only about myself and what was going on in my world. I certainly wasn't a narcissist.

Savannah either didn't hear me or didn't want to hear me.

"...And the only reason I screwed around with Josh, and it wasn't just him, by the way, is that you're not man-enough to give me what I need physically. There are vegetables out there with higher s*x drives than you and I intend to tell everyone all about your tiny little medical issue!"

And with that, the phone line went dead! Charming!

I started to wonder how much truth was in the words she spoke. Until Bethany started screaming!