"When did Luna Adrianna die?"
He looked taken aback by my question and for a second I thought he wasn't going to answer my question.
"It's okay if—"
"She died a day after Javier turned one year old", he started, "we were experiencing a mild attack so I told her to stay with Javier as I fought but when I arrived, there was no trace of her and Javier was in tears with a fear stricken face."
"For six months we looked for Adrianna and during that period, Javier did not say a word or make a sound. He stopped eating normally and started to lose weight; sometimes, we would wake in the middle of the night to Javier just standing outside in the dark. I couldn't imagine what my precious one year old saw to make him like that but I was determined for him to forget it so I had oracle Dakota cast a memory loss spell on him, clearing him of every memory of his mother and that of which happened that night.
"After that, I convinced him that his mother died during childbirth and he grew up with that. It wasn't till he was three that he discovered his ability to control fire and I don't know how they knew but they started to taunt me with threatening messages and pictures"
"So Luna Adrianna could be alive"
"No"
"You didn't see a—"
"No", he snapped and flared his nostrils, "I didn't need a dead body to know that she's dead. I felt it—I felt that pain a month after she disappeared and I knew that was it but I had to go on for Javier. We buried her favourite book in her grave"
I swallowed, "I'm so sorry"
He looked at me with glassy eyes, "I know you know how it feels to have your mate snatched away from you. I had only been with her for seven years, barely a decade"
I wiped the stray tears that had fallen, "do you still think about her?"
"No I haven't—I can't even try without feeling like it was my fault but I've learnt to move on and so should you", he murmured.
He sounded so pained, so broken at that moment and I didn't care if I hated him or he was intolerable, I just went straight in for a hug. I hugged him tight—tighter than anything and i swear that i felt a tiny spark. I didn't care if he didn't hug me back but he surprised me by pulling me so close. It felt so good and warm and just—
We stayed like that for a while and I listened to his heartbeat as I whispered sweet things to him. He buried his nose on the crook of my neck and I swear that he sniffed and sighed. I felt him nibble on the soft skin of my neck and I involuntary moved my neck to the side to grant him access. He seemed to like this and nibbled harder and continued his assault on my neck as I let out a sigh of content.
"Fuck", I moan when he sucked on the skin this and it takes a moment for me to realize what is happening and I pulled back as I pushed him away. He stumbles backwards into his desk and looked wide eyed at me.
My eyes are equally as wide as I slapped my hand over the skin where he sucked on my neck. "What the fuck did you just do?", My voice was trembling. I was terrified and I didn't know why.
He runs a hand through his hair and looked at me, "I didn't—my wolf—oh fuck I'm sorry"
My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. Alpha Casper just stood there looking at me wide-eyed with worry in his eyes. No no no no. This is all to fast.
"Keep your wolf in check next time. You could've marked me", I almost scream. "Let's never talk about this again", I whisper as I leave his office and his suite.
I hurriedly go down stairs and bump into Sebastian on my way who had a love sick smile on his face. He looked like he was about to say something about my hand on my neck.
"Talk to you later?", I ask and enter my room without waiting for his answer.
I remove my trembling hands from my neck when I'm sitting in front of the mirror. Sure enough, there's a hickey on my neck.
"Fuck no. Victor and Dakota will never let me see the end of this", I murmur to myself.
I jump as I hear a knock on the door. I scold myself for my foolishness and open the door.
"It's time for di—", victor starts to say before I could shut the door in his face and his eyes widen before a big smile spreads across his face.
"It's a mosquito bite", I said a little bit quickly.
He gave me that look, "A rather large mosquito bite if I do say so myself"
"I know right—these large mosquitoes you have around this area"
"And I'm so sure it was a certain alpha mosquito that did this"
I sigh in defeat, "it was a mistake and don't say anything about this okay?"
He simply nodded, "I have a feeling you would like dinner in your room"
"Thank you so much"
"It'll be up in a moment", he says and leaves.
I shut the door and lean my back against it and I hear a knock.
"Yes Victor", I drawl but it isn't victor standing in front of me.
"Casper—", I whisper then clear my throat, "alpha Casper what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to apologize", he says but when his eyes flicker to the mark on my neck, they darken.
I quickly cover up the mark with my hand and he realizes what he's doing and quickly looks at me and awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.
"I couldn't control him and I'm sorry"
I sigh shakily, "it's okay don't worry about it"
"Don't say that, I can see the fear in your eyes, you're terrified."
I force a smile, "I'm okay—go have your dinner", I say and shut the door in his face.
I have a shower and change into shorts and a sweatshirt and comb my hair before letting it dry by itself before getting a knock on the door.
"who is it?"
"It's victor with dinner"
I rush to the door and open it slightly before looking around to check if the coast is clear.
"If it's Casper you're searching for, he's downstairs eating dinner. Now may I come in"
I let out a nervous laugh as he enters and drops the tray on my bedside table.
"Thank you victor", I look at the plate of barbecue ribs and mashed potatoes.
I bite into the ribs and moan, "who made them?"
"The mosquito that caused that mark", he chuckled.
I stiffen and drop the ribs onto my plate like it's hot.
"Why are you so scared Odetta?"
I shake my head, "I'm not scared"
He scoffs, "you're so terrified. What are you scared of?"
"I . am . not . scared"
"Are you are scared of loving again? or the overwhelming feelings you get when he's around? or—"
I was breathing so fast, "it's all so fast"
"Is that what you're scared off?"
I nod.
"You can take this as slow as you want—no pressure but we all know how it ends"