The Wolf King's Luna

CHAPTER 29

CATHERINE.

I wake up with a slow yawn.

Waking up in silk sheets, and feather-down pillows is like heaven considering the way I have slept these past few days.

Up straight, bound, and gagged.

I scan the room and notice that I am alone.

I didn't even notice when I fell asleep.

I remember talking to both Damon and Melissa about the Skylight pack,

They asked about my life there, the experiences I went through, if there were others similar to my experience, how many people had gone missing, and so on.

At first, the questions were focused on me and my welfare but then they moved to the whole pack in general, like they were fishing for ammunition to use against them.

But that is silly, right?

Why would Damin want to attack the Skylight pack? They are nothing to him.

I get up from bed and head to the shower.

Oh.

Sweet, glorious shower.

It is divine.

Feeling filthy with sweat, dirt and dried blood sure knows how to change one's perspective.

In case you are wondering, I have no desire to leave the Blackwater pack.

I had promised Damon that I would give him a chance and that is what I will do.

After spending about an hour in the bathroom, I come out with clean, sweet-smelling, pruned- looking skin.

"What did you think was going to happen after spending so much time soaking in hot water?" my wolf snarks.

"It looks like you are dealing better," I retort. "since you are already teasing me."

"Oh do shut up."

I dress up in a mosaic-patterned, free-flowing gown that is fitted at my upper half and cinched at the waist.

Melissa picked it up when we went shopping and I didn't have the time to appreciate it.

It is beautiful.

I pair it with a pair of silver strappy sandals while leaving my hair down to naturally dry before I walk out of the room.

And run straight into Ryder.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there" I apologize as I massage my head.

"It is okayLuna. Did you have a nice rest?" he asks.

"Yeah, I did." I look up at him and notice that he seems to have been here for a while. "What are you doing at the door?" I ask.

"Um, nothing."

I stare at him with what I call my dead goldfish share and he caves.

"We never caught the main person behind your kidnapping. Alpha thinks he might come for you. We are to take turns guarding your door. And… windows."

"windows?"

"Yes, Luna."

"Please don't call me that. It feels… uncomfortable."

"Luna?"

"Yes, that."

"But you are our Luna. You are Damon's mate."

"Yes, I am aware. But still, please."

"Very well, what would you like me to call you?" he asks.

"Catherine is fine. Or Cat."

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"What?" I am confused Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"Damon is still sulky, about not getting to call you Cat like Luna Diana. Once he hears me calling you that, I am dead. He will work me to the line until I choose death."

"Now you are just being dramatic, " I say with a laugh.

"No, I am not."

His face is so serious that it makes me giggle.

It is nice that this terrifying pack just turns out to be made of fun, normal people.

"Very well, then. You can call me Catherine," I say.

"Thank you, Lu-, Catherine."

"Do you know wh-"

"Catherine! Oh you dear child, how are you feeling?"

I turn to see Diana, heading towards me with hands outstretched.

I turn fully to intercept and receive her full bear hug.

"Hi, Diana," I say softly.

She does give the best hugs.

She pulls back, to look me over with a critical eye.

"You have lost weight," she announces.

"What?" I ask with a laugh.

"You are all bones and skin. Didn't those assholes feed you there?" she demands with a pout.

"No. No, they didn't."

However, in their defense, I didn't have much going on in the weight department.

Years and years of starving will do that to you.

"Those wretches, * she curses. "Come then, give me a month, I will have you plump and ripe."

"ripe?" I ask.

"It is a metaphor darling," she clarifies as she leads me down the stairs. "Ryder you can have a break, I will watch over her from here," she calls over her shoulder.

"Yes, Luna Diana."

"I was hoping to find Damon. And Melissa. We were having a discussion and I fell asleep."

"Even better. They have been in his study all day, discussing goddess knows what. You can take their meals to them along with yours."

"Oh, okay then."

I follow her into the kitchen where she quickly gets to work. I offer to help her but she just rebuffs me.

"You are just recovering from a grueling experience. No need for you to stress yourself."

"Please," I ask. "I feel bored."

She turns to look at me for a few seconds before finally giving in.

"Fine, you can cut the potatoes."

"Yay. Thank you," I say as I jump out of the chair and head to the sink.

"What are you making?" I ask.

"Potato porridge. With chicken and beef cuts."

"That sounds delicious."

"Oh, it is. Damon loves it. Especially when I make it with my secret ingredient."

"Really? What is it?" I ask eagerly.

"I will tell you when you have completed the making ritual," she says with a wicked smile.

"No fair," I whine.

"Life is not fair darling."

"Come on, give me a hint."

"How about this, instead of waiting till the mating ritual, I will tell you once you and Damon have consummated your bond."

"Diana!" I exclaim, the blush quickly creeping along my face.

She called in response to that. Suffice it to say, I won't ask again.

"Right. Speaking of mating rituals, I have a question, " I say.

"Shoot."

"What can you tell me about the Wolf Queen?