His Betrayed Luna

11*Left On The Road To Pee*

"Due to the storm, everybody has already departed for home. If it is okay with you, may I lock Alpha King’s office?" she asked me while giving me a quizzical look for staying in his office for too long.

"Oh! Yeah, sure. I am so sorry. Actually, I didn’t have an office, so I just stayed in there," I laughed like an i***t, explaining myself to Alpha King Elijah’s assistant, who didn’t even bother responding to me.

"May I ask if I can stay in the waiting room?" I asked it myself since she wasn’t very thoughtful of the Luna of her pack.

"Umm! Your wish," she shrugged her shoulders and responded in an exhausted tone.

"Oh!" I felt awkward standing behind her while she collected his stuff and sorted out his office. I was rubbing my palms and nervously looking at her. "I will stay in Dom’s office, then." I decided it would be best if I stuck around with my mate. At least nobody will disrespect me.

"Mr. Dagger had left for home a few hours back. If you want, I can ask a guard to call a cab for you, but I am not sure if anyone would want to drive in such a dreadful storm," she replied, and that’s when I was able to read her name tag, Jessica Grim.

"He left?" I was stunned to ask that question. There is no way he left without tagging me along. Or maybe he left the driver behind for me.

"Yes," she said, rolling her eyes at me for not leaving her alone. But she was the only one left in the office right now, so it’s not like I could go and ask somebody else. Wait! I can ask my mate.

I let her walk past me without asking her any more questions. It wasn’t worth it. She told me whatever she knew.

I hit up Dom and he picked up my phone after the calls went on and on forever.

"Hmm?" He sounded sleepy and tired. I must have woken him up from a good nap. It was really a shocker that he was napping as if he hadn’t left his Luna in his office. He knew how new this world was to me, yet he didn’t care.

"You left without me?" I asked in a soft murmur.

"So? I thought you wanted to be independent!" He grumpily answered back.

"Dom! I’m the only one left behind. A storm is approaching and I can’t even call myself a cab. Can you please send a driver to pick me up?" I requested him instead of calling the driver myself. I saw how Vania tried to twist things before. It would be good if I let Dom communicate directly with the drivers.

"Why? The storm scared the independent Luna?" He let out a taunting laugh at me, making me squirm uncomfortably.

"Dom! Do you understand what I’m saying?" I muttered under my clenched jaw and then closed my eyes to exhale a fistful of air that I had been holding inside to add, "Never mind, I’ll call the driver myself."

"I am lis---," I heard him say something from the other side but by then I’d already pulled the phone away from my ear.

I hung up on him.

I received a text from him soon after, but I was busy talking to the driver and instructing him to come to pick me up. Once I called myself a car, I checked his message, and it stunned me to see he was angry at me for hanging up on him.

Mate: Did you just hang up on me?

The amount of frustration I got from reading his text couldn’t be described. Thinking about it peacefully, I decided to not respond to him. I was in some much bigger crisis; his little cries were not in my best interest for now. I sat on the staircase outside the building as it felt safe here. The building was huge and dark. It kind of creeped me out to walk around the empty hallways while I waited for my car.

After about half an hour, I saw a car pulling up in front of me. It would have been much sooner having the hail and storm not delayed it. I rushed toward the car and rolled inside, shaking my hair and drying my face.

"Thank you," I whispered, and it was only then that I raised my face and noticed it was Dom in the driver’s seat.

"Get in the passenger seat," he ordered, sounding extremely angry. I wanted to get home as quickly as I could because I was sort of having an emergency. I needed to pee. So I jumped off the backseat and rushed into the passenger seat.

Soon he hit the road, but then the hail forced us to run for a shelter in the closest parking lot of a café. We sat in the car and waited for the hail to stop.

"Ugh! the café is closed. I need to pee," I uttered after my mind just froze from thinking about anything else.

"Go pee wherever you want," Dom scoffed, caring less about my feelings.

"Dom! I am serious. I can’t hold it in anymore," I sighed and turned to him. I was watching him with hope-covered eyes.

"Hold it in," he growled after letting a frown be born on his forehead.

"I cannot anymore. I will just go pee in the public bathroom." I looked around anxiously, feeling blood rush through my neck to my cheeks.

"A public restroom? Are you insane?" He finally stopped giving me the cold shoulder and turned to me so that we were facing each other now.

"Why, what is wrong with using a public restroom?" I questioned, and he narrowed his eyes at me for even asking him that question.

"It is gross. An Alpha’s mate using a public restroom. Do you want people to laugh at me?" He raised his voice at me for literally wanting to take a leak.

"It is better than a Luna peeing herself," I responded, shaking my legs to hold the pressure.

"Ravine! f*****g stop using that word and hold it in. Look, the hail is over. We will drive slowly and reach home in a few minutes," he groaned as he started the car again. I don’t know how slow he was going because I had reached my limit.

"Can you please hurry up?" At this point, I had to request him because it was beginning to seem like he was purposely driving slowly.

"I am driving safely. Stop rushing me," he groaned, not worrying if I would pee myself.

"Okay, stop the car. I need to take a leak on the side of the road," I raised my voice after I was done playing his game. All the pressure from my bladder had run up to my head.

"What?" he asked, slowing it down even more. "I am not letting you embarrass me like that," he added, and before he could hit the speed, I stormed out of the car to relieve myself. He was driving it so slowly that I didn’t even feel the need to ask him twice to stop the car.

Before I could rush to do anything, he sped up the car and left me on the road in anger.