Chapter 18
Violet’s POV
My head hurt as hell after I woke up. Asher could feel my pain. The mark had bonded us even closer together.
“It is because you brain can’t handle the nightmare. But don’t worry. It will get better soon.”
He let me rest my head on his chest and started rubbing my temples. His gentle movement, his warmth, his steady heartbeat, everything about this moment was so precious. It almost felt
stolen.
“We are officially husband and wife now,” he kissed me on the back of my neck, where he marked me. “You are my Luna. This is
my dream coming true.”
It was so sweet. But I still winced a little.
He caught that fleeting reaction of mine, “What’s wrong?”
I gulped, “It’s just that…I don’t think the people in your pack are
too thrilled about me being your Luna. Everyone hates me.”
I had seen how members glared at me when we took Kylie to the
hospital. It was like I was the third woman, an adulator.
“It is people in YOUR pack as well,” he corrected me. “And nobody
hates you. They just didn’t get a chance to know you a little bit
better. Once they do, they will fall in love with you instantly.”
“You think so?” I grimaced.
“I do. They just want to know why you left our pack for 5 years
and never returned once. And they want to hear it from you.
People in this pack value loyalty. When they realize that it was
not a loyalty issue, they will accept you.”
He made it sound like easy. But I knew it was not.
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Kylie had always been everyone’s favorite growing up. She was
ladylike, graceful, and elegant, whereas I was the complete
opposite. My parents chose her to become Asher’s Luna partly
because they had bias, but a more important reason was Kylie
was a born Luna material in everyone’s eyes.
So could I really fit her shoes? I didn’t think the members would
love to see a tomboy replace a lady.
It was so nerve wrecking.
“I knew I was your mate, but I still left you for 7 years and let
Kylie shoulder the responsibility of being your Luna. Once that
get out, nobody will like me. They will think that I am a runner,” I
sighed.
“You didn’t choose it.”
“Yes. But the members won’t understand.”
“Then they will just have to live with it,” Asher shrugged. “Don’t
worry. I will find a way to make people accept you. They will
cave.”
He was a strong leader. I had no doubt that he could force people
to accept his decision. But that was not what I wanted.
I needed to win people’s heart myself. But so far it still seemed
impossible. Because my reputation stunk, and I hadn’t really been
a very good role model for anyone.
A gentle knock came from the door.
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Mia squeezed in rubbing her eyes. She was crying.
“Mia sweetheart, what’s the matter?” I immediately slipped off
bed and went to hug her. “Did the guards bring you here?”
“Yes. Mommy…I want my mommy…” she sobbed.
Her tears broke my heart. The incident last night was too
unexpectedly, and I didn’t have time to make better arrangement
for Mia. I guessed I should let Asher take me straight back home
so that Mia could find me as soon as she woke up.
“I am right here for you, Mia.” I gently wiped her tears.
Asher walked over and picked Mia up, “Let me. You go lie down
on the bed.”
I was reluctant at first. But then I realized that Asher was very
good with kid. He held Mia in his arms, pacing around the room,
gently bouncing her. A few minutes later, Mia stopped sobbing
and fell asleep on his shoulders.
I could feel Asher’s emotions now that he had marked me. He
loved Mia. But there was something darker on his mind right
now–the pain of losing Patrick and the hatred toward his
enemy.
I clenched my fists as well. If it weren’t for those rogues, Mia
wouldn’t have lost both of her parents. I hated them too.
“So there will be a war?” I asked lowly.
“Sooner or later.” he narrowed his eyes, “Those bastards will pay
for their sins.”
The doctor came in and told me that I was good to go. So we left
the hospital and headed back home with Mia.
Asher went to make breakfast for us. Before he left the room, I
stopped him and asked, “Do you have any clues about the eyes
we saw in the forest?”
I should have taken a better look at that thing. But I was too
afraid. I passed out immediately.
It was unsettling to know that there was someone watching us in
the dark, especially at a time when war was about to break out.
Was it the rogues? Or perhaps a spy?
He frowned, “Maybe it is…” he hesitated and shook his head, “I
don’t know.”
I caught a fleeting flash in Asher’s thought through our mindlink.
It was quick and vague. Maybe even he wasn’t sure what it was.
So he chose not to say more at the moment.
He went to the kitchen and I came into the bathroom for a
shower.
I undressed myself and did a little twirl in front of the mirror
blushing. My body was covered in hickeys, sex marks and
bruises. It looked scary. But it was the prove of how crazily Asher
had possessed me. I wanted his marks and scent left on me as long
as possible.
I quickly finished my shower and got back to the room.
Then I let out a scream.
There was a note left on my dresser’s mirror, written in red
lipstick that it almost looked like blood.
It wasn’t there before I left for shower.
And it read:
A man with a wife and a child can’t afford war. Meet me at the
same place we met yesterday. Come alone, or I shall bring death
and war to you.
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