Alpha's Cursed Luna
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ELEANOR

It was cold, I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror while I rested my head against the stone wall. My hands clutched my knees firmly, chapped lips unable to move.

In my reflection, I could see my skin glowing brightly. The absence of those gruesome scars I've grown so accustomed to had sent the fear of god right through me, and for some reason I couldn't accept it.

I longed for them, longed to be a normal werewolf. Hell, I even dreamed I could be just a normal human being one day. Simply living my life in blissful ignorance of curses and wolves.

But unfortunately, this is my reality.

My world, a place I could never escape from.

I focused only on things such as breathing and blinking, desperate for a distraction. Something...Anything that can temporarily remove me of this world I'm trapped in.

I sat there for what felt like a whole eternity before I finally decided to gather my bearings. Realizing that no matter how long I dwell in my fucked-up life, it will remain fucked-up as it is if I don't do anything right now.

I took a deep, long breath and picked myself up from the floor. Only then did I really feel the cold enter my senses, grazing every inch of my skin and sending chills snake down my spine.

Looking around, I couldn't seem to find a towel anywhere. I had opened every drawer, every cabinet, every single hole in the bathroom where one might put a towel in there.

Still, nothing.

Well, at least my body is all dry from sitting on the floor for too long. My hair is still dripping, but only a little.

Hugging my arms tightly, I gulped down any hint of my anxiety and took small steps toward the bathroom door. I reach out for the door knob, twisting it ever so slowly as though something would jump at me any moment after I open the door.

The air suddenly smelt so minty and fresh, just like Ezekiel's scent. It was...overwhelming, sometimes reminding me of my own mate. My Alexander.

I feel my heart thump wildly against my chest, the sound of it beating rapidly reverberated through my eardrums, but I chose to ignore it instead of dreaming about Alexander's scent. That which always made my mouth water and core ache painfully in need of his member pounding deep into me. Gulping, I close my eyes for a moment as I recall his huge, calloused fingers thrust in and out of me repeatedly. His expert fingers alone had made me come in no time, and I wondered how it might have felt if his member has been the tool he used to enter me.

The scent then grows stronger now, making me doubt if it truly was my imagination or...something else.

Shaking my head inwardly, I gritted my teeth, scolding myself for my own stubborness.

I'll be fine. The door is locked. There couldn't possibly be anyone--

Right when I finally opened the bathroom door, I let out a gasp, shocked

Standing right in front of me was a half-naked Ezekiel who was about to reach out for the knob. I stared up at him in astonisment as well as awe as I took in his herculean body. Strong, muscular and toned. It was a bonus to match his handsome features and sparkling, turquoise green eyes with rare ice blue irises. I watched dumbstruck as they sparkled magically under the bright light. For a moment, I forgot how I stood before him completely unclothed. I didn't feel the frigid air brush against my skin, all I could feel in this moment is the heat rushing through my whole body as I felt the intensity of his gaze all over me.

It was then that I noticed his eyes has turned full pitch-black. The smell of his arousal tainted the fresh air, invading my nose so unexpectedly. I could practically feel the heat steaming off his body from here, instantly sending shivers to spread down my spine.

The next moment, a reverberating growl rumbled in his bulky chest, like a savage beast who had finally come face to face with his unsuspecting prey.

Pure instinct sent my body reeling backwards until I felt my back hit the ice cold wall. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Suddenly, I find myself at a dead end.

The moment I tore away my gaze from him to glance behind my back, I whinced feeling his broad shoulders towering over me. He'd appeared before me in a flash.

I gulped nervously when I spotted a small white towel hanging at one corner just beside me. Great. Where have you been all my life? I say sarcastically at the back of my mind, wanting to slap myself for not noticing it sooner.

I didn't wait one more second and reached for it before wrapping it around my exposed body. Suddenly, Ezekiel grabbed my wrist, yanking me towards his rock-hard chest. Such an abrupt act surprised me especially from him, and I whinced at the tightness of his grip around my small wrist. My full breasts bounced along with the motion as he pulled me towards him.

I felt as though my heart stopped beating when he pulled me so that they were pushing hard against him

"E-Ezekiel?" I stuttered, gazing right into his eyes that oddly looked even darker than before. "Eleanor I..." He lifted one trembling hand, stroking my cheek tenderly and at the same time, with eagerness.

His stygian eyes stared down at me lustfully, traveling his gaze down my cleavage then back to my face.

He licked the corner of his lips, and I cringed.

Everything that is happening now felt sinful and simply..wrong. But I knew exactly why.

Just when he moved his fingers to my lips, I turned my face away and pushed his chest.

Guilt instantly washes over me as I watch his face change into a pained expression. I cringed, but I knew better than to let my feelings rule over my decision.

"Stop,"

He pulled his brows closer.

I ducked, making my way around his large build before standing straightly before him. My arms folded against my breasts.

I shoot him a sharp look. Biting my inner cheeks when I saw him raise his brow at me.

His watchful eyes still clouded with darkness, and I couldn't help but brace myself just in case he tries anything unanticipated.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I should ask you the same thing,” He says gruffly. Keeping his gaze locked with mine.

"What are you doing in my room?"

His words made my brows furrow and I stared at him with mouth agape.

"Your..room?" I blurted when he suddenly took a step towards me.

His feet stopped in its track, slowly his eyes shifted back into their usual turquoise green. ELEANOR

His lips arched upwards slightly, forming a mischievous grin that left an incessant feeling of nervousness to reside deep within me. Whilst I stood there like an idiot in the middle of the bathroom, speechless.

The tiny material wrapped around my body did little to protect my modesty. My eyes dropped abruptly to the floor, wishing the ground would just open up and swallow me into the pits of hell, into the abyss, or just some dark place where no one could see me in such an embarrasing state of undress.

For some reason, I scrunched my nose that's been sniffing the air. I wrapped my hands around my front, and stilled as an oddly familiar scent entered my senses.

I jerked my head up, my eyes widening in shock as I came face to face with Ezekiel's broad, muscular chest. His dark nipples sticking out in front of my eyes.

He stood merely two inches apart from me, his warmth enveloping my senses without much of a warning.

I snapped my eyes up, gazing at his chiseled face. Suddenly, deja vu swept through me like a strike of lightning

Ares has then awoken from her slumber, pacing round 'til she came to and saw Ezekiel standing just in front of us.

“Ares, what's wrong?" My wolf didn't say anything until I locked eyes with him.

“There's something familiar about him. His scent..' Ares whispered

I let my eyes travel from his handsome face down his rock-hard chest. Ares stared wide-eyed at the perfectly sculpted abs on his stomach.

Don't get me wrong, I am neither swayed nor infatuated with his perfect looks.

Finding your mate does a lot of things to you more than you ever know. And it makes you feel immune to the charm of other unmated males around you.

I blinked at him, watching cautiously as his brows disappeared to his hairline.

"Do you have any idea of who I am?" He whispers huskily to my ear.

Gazing deep into his turquoise green eyes, I squinted. I focused my gaze on his face for a few long seconds when suddenly, I snapped. My eyes flew wide open in surprise.

Oh...my Goddess.

"Z-ZEKE?!"

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