LIORA POV
A loud gasp tore out of my lips as I turned my gaze towards the doorway.
Never in my wildest imagination would I have thought Caelum would walk in on me touching myself and moaning out his name.
"So this is what I am to you? A toy that fucks you?" His question hit me hard, his cracking voice piercing through me.
I have never once seen him as a toy to be used as a tool for relief!
"You think you are?" I asked, holding back the urge to walk up to him, lock my lips with his, and make him satisfy me.
That is what toys do. They just obey.
"Liora—"
"Luna Liora to you," I interrupted him.
As much as I wanted to scream to him that I have always seen him as the only man my heart ever beat for, the only man my body desires, not even my husband has one day made me feel as wet as the thought of having him touch me, but I couldn't.
He is my stepson, and of all things, I have duties and morals to uphold as the Luna of this pack.
"Those women at the meeting were right. You are nothing but a worthless Omega," his words were like a slap in my face, so hurtful that tears filled my eyes.
But I had to hold them back.
I can't show him my vulnerability.
"I think I overestimated you," he muttered coldly, his dark onyx eyes now staring at me like I was the most irritating object to ever exist. "Go fuck yourself while you moan my name because that is all you would ever get!"
My knees went weak as I watched him walk out on me. I should have expected this the moment I saw him walk in, but it hurt like crazy to see the same man who always looked at me with love and care in his eyes now staring at me with hatred-filled eyes.
Goddess…
I inhaled deeply, forcing back those tears before walking back to the spot where I was touching myself.
As much as I needed to relieve myself of this tension and urges wrecking me, I can't. The feeling to be touched, fucked, craved for, all disappeared with Caelum leaving.
My very own nightmare.
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It's been two days since I last set my eyes on Caelum. I always made sure to avoid him like the plague. Thanks to the preparation of the Moonfest festival, I was away from the house most of the time.
I don't know why Alpha Zand wants this particular festival to be grand, but I think I should be thankful to him.
"Luna Liora, the Alpha's heir just left the house," my assistant informed me.
Goddess… I can now finally get out of this room.
"Before I forget, any news on the heat suppressant?" I asked curiously, hoping for a positive response this time.
In just three days, I have gone into heat twice. Something that has never happened. It was usually in days, maybe seven or so, not like this.
And worse, this last one, I couldn't just hold it back. It was more painful and unbearable.
I had to shamelessly touch myself while thinking of the same man I should have blocked out of my head like a plague.
"Yes, Luna," she nodded. "They said the heat suppressant might get delayed as the most important substance is yet to be found."
"What about the normal heat suppressant? Look, I desperately need it," I am tired of touching myself shamelessly.
Even whores have more dignity than myself, the Luna of this pack.
"Luna, I know Alpha Zand hates you being in heat, but I think you can manage until then because the substance is also needed to produce the normal heat suppressant," my assistant explained, her words like a rock, settling hard on me.
I wish it was as easy as she said 'manage,' but how can I? I am just a worthless Omega who has no wolf. Only those with a wolf can control their heat, but for an unfortunate being like me, I had to relieve myself of the pain, the urges which always felt like I was cursed by the moon goddess.
"Oh, Luna, your sister is here," she snapped me out of my thoughts. "I am sorry, I am—"
"That should have been the first thing you were supposed to tell me," I cut her off before heading downstairs to join Annabelle.
I had missed her. Her smile and how she always teased me. Since Alpha Zand forbade me from visiting my family, I haven't seen her in the past three years. I wonder what she looks like now.
The moment I got to the living room, Annabelle sprang up and ran up to me like a child. Before I could say a word, her hands were already wrapped around my body.
"Big… Luna Liora, I miss you," she muttered, making me want to burst into laughter.
Goddess, I can't believe she is treating me this way too.
"I missed you more, Anna," I said sweetly before walking her to the couch. "You know you look surprisingly beautiful, and I still can't believe you are all grown up."
She frowned at my words. "You are surprised? Or have you forgotten I have always been the pretty one?" Her questions made me burst into laughter, this time I wasn't paying attention to the gazes on me.
I am usually always afraid of the information they would give to Alpha Zand when he returns home, but not now. Not when I am seeing Annabelle for the first time in three whole years, for goddess's sake.
"Besides, you better have to believe it. I am now twenty-three years old," her words increased the volume of my laughter, making my ribs hurt.
Without giving me the chance to speak, she went on, "Luna Liora, are you happy?"
Her sudden change of topic made me raise my brow, wondering what she was up to.
"I know you got married to Alpha Zand because of me. I remembered how you were so against it but decided to do it for my sake," she paused, her gaze making me short of words. "If you aren't happy, I…"
The sudden opening of the door made Annabelle's words stuck in her throat. While for me, it was as if my breath flew out of my throat and the spacious room suddenly became small.
Given how he was looking at me, it was obvious he heard our conversation…