His Heartless Luna

Ignorant Heartless

What are the repercussions of my taking him up on his offer? I see what you mean, but he's an Alpha. A powerful King of a kingdom, those are powerful members, it's rarely possible to see any omegas in this place, and some people say that they are the slaves of mankind. If I decide to accept his offer and become his Luna, I should not be treated as a slave even if I end up becoming a queen. If I do accept his offer, even my thoughts and feelings won't be involved.

"Hello, Ms. Celeste Aphrodite Aldaine. I've prepared a special treat for you, and I wish you happy thoughts as you enjoy it." A she-wolf says as she put a serving tray with food at the table because I told Alpha Atlas that I am hungry and cannot think about it. I am starving.

But I'm not sure what kind of food it is; it seems to consist primarily of steak and a variety of vegetables. Do they consume grasses in their diet? Or perhaps this is just a precise description of vegetables. I was indeed born in such antiquated times. This is the new way of life for wealthy people. I drew a long breath in, paused for a moment, and then began to pick it up with my hand and consume it.

I can see the she-eyes wolves become quite big, which is a sign of confusion.

"Are you experiencing any difficulties?" I asked her a question, she brushed her hair while looking down and shook her head.

"Ms. Celeste, you are welcome to make use of the fork, and—"

"Am I going to die if I didn't?" she shook her head and immediately walked away when I cut her off with a venomous tone and a terrible eye gaze to her eyes. I am well aware that how I move was the first cause of her fear of me; such an idiotic statement on my part.

After I've finished eating, I look like a complete mess. When I look at myself in the mirror, I realize that I look like complete garbage. I can't help but keep flipping my hair in the direction that I intended to. I'm willing to gamble that my wolf is more strong than I am. Since I was young, I already possess great power. And either, she.

As she exited the room she looked back once more — being alone myself is more relaxing for me than having to worry about being watched by unknown people while I go about my typical eating routine. It's uncomfortable, and I'm curious about how I come across to others.

One of the most memorable and significant events in my life was when I devoured a large quantity of food in a short amount of time.

However, the door unexpectedly opened, and the same woman who had before entered carrying a box did so once more. I kept a blank expression on my face as I stared at her. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I pulled my dress up higher than necessary and wiped my face with it.

"Hey, you! You are such a lovely young lady; kindly abstain from doing it, especially in the presence of adult males—even in the presence of a female. You are making them uncomfortable, which is for your benefit as well as theirs." the she-wolf reprimanded me like an adult lady, my smile vanished, and I brushed my hair as I laid my dress down and let out a long sigh.

"I am sorry, but I wasn't born to be instructed to hide this masterpiece, especially one as iconic as—"

"So you consider exposing your body to be a form of artistic expression. You're disgusting. It's hard for me to think that a callous person like you could feel the way you describe, but I suppose I should have known better." she interrupted me, and I burst out laughing so hard that I can't unhear the words she said when they were in my ear.

When she placed the box on the table, the expression on her face indicated that she was perplexed.

"My apologies, I should not have implied that exposing one's body to the discomfort of others is both a right and an art form. I am grateful to have you, but I don't believe now is the best moment for you to tell me about it since I am kind of enthusiastic about it–"

"I see that you are thrilled," A man's deep voice could be heard coming from the stairs, and as I look up I see the face of Atlas, who seems to me like a lovely flower. I adore the idea of having him serve as my king, and I've decided to take him up on his offer right away. He won't have any feelings for me since he'll be mine, and I don't give a damn about what comes after. I simply want to continue living in this manner.

I got to my feet and walked over to him, a grin plastered on my face; admiring his good looks does not make me tired nor is it a waste of time. You're prioritizing your time and energy on the proper decisions and activities, and the result is the one that looks the best. Each time I glance at his face — I found that I was doing it.

"You're starting an imagination again," he murmured as he walked by me and stood next to the woman before opening the box without eliciting any responses from either of us. "Are you referring to me?" I asked.

"That's exactly why it's over here!" The she-wolf let out a hiss. They appeared to have a close relationship with one another, which indicates that she is more than just an omega that can be referred to by name. I can't believe how foolish I am! I don't comprehend what will happen if I refer to her as a maid since I don't know what her reaction would be.

As she walked out of the room, she was rolling her eyes, and as a result, I am unable to smile when I look at Atlas. I am only focusing on his appearance, but on the inside, I am trying to hide the biggest smile that has ever shown. He removes all of the ribbons from the package before finally opening it to reveal the most beautiful outfit ever seen.

"Oh my gosh! You probably already know that I've had this dress for many years now, so I'm thinking it might be time for a change. I must receive this—"

"Could you please quit acting like such a helpless person? Ms. Celeste Aphrodite Aldaine. You must first think about the offer, and only after that can you go take a shower and get ready to accept it, assuming that you will." He stated in a collected manner that my words were cut short. When I grabbed his hand, I reached up and touched my forehead.

I tried to flirt with him, but it didn't work when he looked at my hand which was sticking to his skin like he was feeling dirty because I smelled stink. "I don't want to sign it because I already approved you from my heart," I said, but it didn't work when he looked at my hand that was sticking to his skin. I scoffed and took it away from him before continuing. He is aware that I do not own a heart.

"I am sorry to say this, but signing it is the single most crucial thing to do at this point. You believe you can be fooled, do you? After signing, you will put everything at stake, but you will be able to receive anything you wanted." He says this while keeping his gaze on the rest of my body and shaking his head once again. He's odd.

I responded respectfully by saying that I would fulfill her request and that I would get dressed before signing the document. Another man descended the elevator and approached the stairs. He was always by his side, and he was the one who was handling the paperwork, so I got the impression that he was his trusted advisor.

I keep gazing at it. They laid the paper on the table, and without skipping a beat, I picked up the pen and immediately began signing my name with a random — even though I don't know much about how to make signatures, I now have my official signature. If I loved him, I don't see why I must sign this document.

I am joking because I was so over it that I couldn't even cry when my favorite rabbit passed away. After both of my parents passed away, that was the day I realized I would no longer experience any pain. It makes no difference to me now.