Chapter 5: Meet My Luna
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Gwy's POV
"Ouch! Hey, you watch it!" I growled at Mr. Mateless' bodyguard who threw me effortlessly to the ground. "You should have told me to walk! Duh!" I rolled my eyes.
The next thing I knew, Grace was whimpering after hearing a loud growl from the bodyguard. I didn't bother to fight back. It's no use anyway. They put strong shackles on my wrists behind me, sapping my energy.
I looked around and saw the countryside set up before my eyes. It's a completely different lifestyle back in New Orleans though my hometown is no better than New York itself. I'm just surprised that this pack was able to preserve a greenery forest-like place they call Black Dew Pack.
I saw gorgeous people around. They wore New Yorker-style clothes. Their attraction spilled all over the place and I felt like a rotten human begging for plastic surgery right now.
A bubbly Latina wearing tight black leather pants catwalked in our direction. Her jaw moved as she chewed gum. Her curly black hair looked so gorgeous to me despite my outright hatred of perming. This woman is oozing of s*x appeal. I can't believe this creature just taught me how inhumane the Moon goddess is to let a wolf like me be this generic.
The woman eyed me carefully from head to toe. "Who this b***h?" she asked. Wow. Her tone is also sexy.
"Language, Margaux. She is Alpha's Luna!" the bodyguard warned.
I almost scoffed at his words. I used to hate that fact for the whole day but now I wanted to thank him for sparing me.
The Latina named Margaux arched her eyebrow at me. "This b***h? Are you kidding me, Den?"
"I'm just here to follow orders, Margaux. Not here to explain everything to ya!"
Margaux growled at him. "Useless as always! Where's Devon?"
"In his office."
After their sparring, the bodyguard named Den finally brought me to a room. I just found myself entering a huge building. The interior was tiled with a reddish color and golden outline. The employees bowed to Den. I looked at him in confusion. Isn't he just a bodyguard? So weird!
Den threw me again. This time, on the bed.
"You're so good at telling that Latina to respect me and then the minute throw me anywhere you please? Are you bipolar perhaps?" I growled at him.
"I have no means of respecting you when we're alone, witch. Not with the likes of you," he spat at me, "Just fix yourself within 30 minutes. Alpha Devon needs a private audience with you. Do not be late, understood?"
"Well, at least tell me where to go! I may be a witch but I don't read minds."
"Someone will come and assist you. Don't worry..." He was about to walk away when he suddenly came back and threw shade at me again.
"What now?"
"I don't know why the Alpha chose you, but one thing is for sure... being his luna will not make you greater than the rest of us. Black Dew Pack still stands with its hatred toward witchcraft. Understood?"
"You keep on calling me a witch. Excuse me! For the record, I am not just a witch. I am a shaman! Common witches are ugly. Shamans are beautiful. Come on! Don't you see the difference? I can't believe New Yorkers like to live in Celtic times.
"But anyway... Don't worry about me, Mr. Bodyguard. Your alpha is not actually my type. And I don't intend to be friends with you either. Can you just go away? Nature calls!" I laughed awkwardly after the long speech.
Den didn't say something and just disappeared before my eyes.
I frustratedly sighed and took my matters inside the bathroom. I literally shouted after seeing the insides of the bathroom.
"Holy s**t! This is the bathroom? I could use it to build an altar here! Gosh!"
The whole bathroom is huge. My voice even echoed. A mini pool was inside as well. On the left side was a large jacuzzi. I chose that area and started cleaning myself.
After that, I quickly rushed back to the room and entered a large walk-in closet. There are hundreds of clothes to choose from. It felt like I was inside a mall.
Just how much money Black Dew Pack is earning?
After a while, I chose to wear a skin tone silky dress. I let down my hair for the first time after failing to find any hair blow dryer around. I also wore a diamond-studded necklace. After that, a knock on the door came.
It was one of the chambermaids. She was asking me to come down immediately to the banquet hall. I followed her downstairs. I kept on bugging her with questions. But she was so silent. Then, I was able to catch the reason as she opened her mouth for a brief second. I gasped. Her tongue was cut!
Finally, I reached the hall. A luminous and harmonious violin melody filled my ears. There was a violin orchestra at the side of the hall. At the center was a long and huge wooden table. Lots of food was served. But I didn't catch a lot of people sitting around it. I only saw two men. One sitting at the center and the other at the right side.
The man on the right side was a middle-aged man. At the center was the young and confident Devon Guillermo.
"Oh, finally! She's here! My future daughter-in-law! Welcome!" the old man yelped.
I began to give him my fakest smile as a response.
"Dad..." Devon's tone was rather threatening.
"Relax, Devon. I just want to greet her. Why so tensed?" The man chuckled.
I hid my confusion and kept on displaying my disgusting fake smile at him as I came closer to Devon's left side.
"What is your name?"
"Gwyneth Hathaway, sir."
"Gwyneth... what a lovely name!"
"T-thank you."
"So, are you truly my son's mate, Gwyneth?"
Well, unfortunately!
"Yes, sir. I am," I replied.
"Alright. From which pack are you from?"
"I am from Fountain Pack, sir. My Alpha is Alpha Qirak."
"Ooh! That blondey wolf, eh? How is he?"
Probably coming here to f*****g save me! Duh!
"Well... he's doing fine, sir."
"Cut this whole act, Dad!" Devon suddenly butted off. "Let her be."
The man chuckled and waved his hand in dismissal. "Alright! Alright! I'll leave the two of you now. I am just happy that you finally met your Luna, my son. That way, you will be stronger than ever!"
After some chitchat and grandiose speech from Mr. Guillermo, Devon and I were finally alone at last.
"So now... don't tell me we need to hold an actual f*****g wedding to celebrate this whole act?" I asked uninterestedly.
He smirked. "Why? Are you backing out again? I told you, there's no way I will let you out of this."
I crossed my arms on my chest and looked at him ruefully. "I can't be your luna, Mr. Mateless Wolf. You'll regret having me by your side."
"Says who? You?"
"Are you kidding me? I am made for our temple. To pray. Not to procreate!"
"Well, change of plans, dear Priestess. You'll be my Luna and that's final. You and I should have pups. That way, my father won't try to take back my Alpha position. I promise you... After this, you can go back to your temple. You just need to give me an heir. That's all."
I burst into laughter. "No f*****g way!"
"And why not? Everybody wants to be the luna. You'll have the greatest privileges in the world by being my luna, priestess. All you have to do is spread your legs in front of me."
I was taken aback after that. He started to get to his feet and pinned me by the headrest of the chair. I gulped at his marvelous sight.
I am really in deep s**t right now. I can't be this close to him. Damn it!
The memory of our kiss earlier came to me again. It made me look at his red and kissable lips. I gulped. This was the first time to ever felt like this. I was never tempted this much.
Was this because of me being ousted as the priestess of Shaman Temple?
Am I now susceptible to flirts and s*x now that I am relieved as a priestess?
"Spread your legs, my priestess. You have to obey a new master now. And that's me..."
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