The Fae Prince And His Forbidden Mate

Weakness

Luna POV

I remained against Damien’s chest as he held onto me.

The feeling of having one so close, other than my family, was unfamiliar territory.

I hid behind a false persona while in school and showed no one the true me.

My siblings got a small glimpse occasionally, but I became a master at hiding my loneliness and, most of all, my fear.

If I kept a smile and surrounded myself by many, it helped mask the real me. The attention was constantly on the crowd that followed me or how I dressed.

The focus was never on my emotions.

I was attractive, and I knew it. My wolf was strong, and when training and sparring, I was always at the top of my class. I could wield and manipulate water as a weapon, unlike any other wolf, and I was blessed with immortality.

Even though I have it all, I'd exchange everything to feel normal.

Despite not needing to be self-conscious, I was, and had, a hidden weakness.

I should be ecstatic that I had found my mate, but I was worried.

The pull I felt for Damien was unrealistic and stronger than it was for the typical mate bond.

I did not understand it, and that scared me.

I was stuck in this foreign land and had to rely on Damien for safety and to find a way back home.

Damien was strong, and I was already forbidden, as he claimed. What happens when he learns my weakness? Will he reject and abandon me, leaving me to find my way out of here alone?

“Luna, you need to trust in the Moon Goddess and give Damien a chance. Mate would never abandon us,” Rose softly said to me, trying to calm me.

Damien finally released his grip, allowing me to move around as his wings disappeared.

Damien was god-like and his gaze made me wild.

My arousal had me soaking wet, and I knew he wanted me just as badly. I had felt his manhood harden against me when he was holding me tight.

Rose was fighting so hard for me to give in and allow our primal needs for each other to be satisfied, but I refused.

My fear, panic, and anxiety deep down stopped me. If I allowed it now and he rejects me, it would be my downfall.

I needed to space myself for him temporarily; the longer I remained so close, the more I lost control.

“Can I use your shower?” I asked, knowing the bathroom would allow temporary distance.

“Of course you can; ill show you where everything is and then allow you privacy,” Damien responded.

“Thanks,” I responded softly, feeling a little shy suddenly.

Damien led me into an oversized bathroom unlike anything I had ever seen.

The bathtub was a mini pool, and Damien instantly noticed me staring at it.

“You can take a bath if you prefer.” He offered.

“Really?” I said excitedly, dreaming about submerging myself under the water.

Damien chuckled. “I’ll help you draw one right now.” He said as he started the water and then plugged the drain.

Damien placed a towel by the bathtub and a new large T-shirt, and a pair of his shorts.

“I’m sorry I don’t have any clothing for you, but I’ll have some delivered tomorrow.” He said with a soft smile.

“Thanks,” I responded, happy for his kindness.

Damien pointed out the soaps and oils and left me alone, closing the bathroom door.

“You should have asked him to join,” Rose huffed, not wanting him to go away.

“I just need some time to process everything, Rose.” I calmed my wolf as I pulled the shirt and pants I had on off and stepped into the warm, relaxing water.

I relaxed the instant my body met the water, allowing it to calm my nerves. Water gave me strength and was the only place I ever felt truly safe.

I could keep the water warm with my powers and often dozed off for extended periods in the bath at home.

I fully submerged myself under the water, gladly accepting the silence, and remained underneath for several minutes. I always took myself to the limit, and Rose never enjoyed it.

The pain from no oxygen was sometimes welcoming, as if it helped distract me from my fears.

My family always assumed I stayed in the water for extended periods because of my elemental magic, but it was the only safe place.

My nightmares for the last three years have been severe.

The things that occurred in my nightmares took a toll on me in reality.

The first few times, I only woke up with minor bruises or minor scrapes and brushed it off as sleepwalking. Initially, I thought it was the only problem, but it got worse.

I would wake up with significant puncture wounds, and, on a horrible night, I woke up in a puddle of my blood, nearly able to pull myself off the floor.

I may be immortal, and my wolf was impressive when healing me, but I have a limit.

If I lose too much blood, I need blood to heal. I can still die from a fatal injury, although very hard. Immortality just keeps me from aging or getting sick.

I did not want to worry about my family. They have a lot on their plate. I didn't want to be a burden.

I learned fast that when I kept my body submerged in water; it kept the nightmares at bay, so I started sleeping in my bathtub.

The dreams were disorienting as I couldn't remember what happened or how I was harmed. I just knew whatever it was; I was completely petrified by it.

Rose had no recollection, but she was worried it was not a typical dream. Something was after me.

I closed my eyes and continued to relax in the bath and soon sleep took over me.

I was at peace, Rose purred in my head, and the soft ripples of water flowed through me as if they were a silent lullaby.

“Luna, Luna are you OK?” A soft voice pulled me back to reality.

I allowed my head to slip under the water, wanting the silence again, not ready to wake up.

Sparks exploded within me as familiar hands gripped my body and pulled me to the surface, completely snapping me out of my sleep.

Damien’s eyes burned into mine with intense panic.