Betrayed Luna's Second Chance Alphas
Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Alphas – Chapter 22

-Roman-

“Roman, Rome. Is he daydreaming or something?” Finn’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I realized I had been driving for a while, and we were really close to our pack house, which was not really a pack house in the traditional sense, but it was.

“Finn, make sure he doesn’t drive us straight to our graveyard, please.” I heard my sister whisper yell. “I am only nineteen and I have so much to live for.”

“What do you have to live for? You are lazy, you don’t have any passion-“

“I am passionate, you fool,” Ashelene grunted as she thumped Finn on his back. By now, they would have forgotten why they were calling me in the first place.

“About!? Enlighten me!”

“FOOD. EATING.”

Finn laughed and Ash joined with him. I chuckled to myself as I steered the car down the familiar roads before I stopped in front of the massive hotel. NIGHTSHADE. That was our hotel name, and our pack name.

“They should have just let us daydream about it… Riley. Oh, her lips are really pretty, don’t you think, Rome? And when she k****s…”

“Karl, really. You are either freaking out about what happened or obsessing about kissing her. This is really making me crazy.”

“So you weren’t crazy before?”

I parked the car and walked out, before knocking at the windows.

“We are here,” I said to them and they both blinked and then looked at each other with a sheepish smile before they walked outside. I handed the key to one of the human valets and he bowed to me slightly before he walked away.

Our pack house was more like a grand hotel than an ordinary pack house. It was very close to the woods, though. Werewolves love their woods no matter what.

I still couldn’t help but be struck by the hotel’s sheer size and grandeur. The building rises up from the ground, its towering glass windows reflecting the sunlight and shimmering in the breeze.

I didn’t live in the hotel. It was too loud and noisy with humans who buzzed around the place. Of course, humans were only allowed on the first three floors and after that it was only wolves in our pack, but still, that was one too many humans for me, and wolves, too. I always loved my solitude, after rough days of travel and detective work.

As I stepped inside, cold air wrapped around me. I could see the open lobby was already filled. This place was too costly to stay in, because my father didn’t want too many humans to come, and yet… they came. They always came. I knew they were intrigued by the mystery of “Nightshade” and they were willing to pay a lot for it. They were also curious whether the werewolves really lived here or not.

“Hey Rome, you were deep in thought. What were you thinking? Is everything alright back there?”

“We still haven’t found much, but I am sure Alpha Hiran is a part of all of this,” I said to him as we walked to the private elevator that would lead to our parents’ suite.

“The a*shole, but you seemed more distracted than you usually are and-” he paused, as Ash and he shared another look.

I looked at her with a frown. What was all this about?

“We were worried about Feyona at first and so we didn’t notice.”

“Guys, stop being so cryptic and just tell me.”

“You smell of a woman!” Ash blurted out and Finn winced.

“You have no finesse at all, Ashelene Lena Night.”

“F*ck finesse.”

“See, this is why you are still single.”

Ash’s face fell for a second before she shrugged.

“Finn, apologize. She is a strong, amazing woman and no one is worthy of my little sister,” I said as I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and she snuggled closer to me, and poked her tongue out at Finn.

“Ew,” Finn made a face. “You are the one who spoils her. She failed her art exam. She is the one who wanted to go to an art school and she is even failing that.”

“Art is about feeling. You can’t memorize your feelings. You won’t understand that, Finn. You are a neanderthal.”

“Stop you two. Let’s go see dad.”

“Oh, we have not forgotten Rome,” Ash said as she sniffed my shirt. “She smells beautiful. Does she look beautiful, too? Come on, tell me, brother.”

I glared at my sister as she looked at me with wide innocent eyes, which were not innocent at all. She could pretend all she wanted, but I knew she was secretly evil.

“No. She has one and a half eyes and a bucktooth,” I said with a straight face and she grumbled. Thankfully, the elevator came to a stop with a ding, and I hurriedly walked out, knowing very well my siblings wouldn’t let me be until they knew all the answers, even the ones I didn’t want to say. I might be one of the best operatives in the biggest organization of Lycans and werewolves in the world, but my sister was good at interrogation.

“You are not getting out of this that easily, Rome. I will find out,” she said before she knocked on the door.

My dad opened and gave me a half smile as he motioned me to go in. “Come into my study, Roman. Things are getting really problematic and troublesome here. We need to put an end to it soon or I have a feeling, it will cause major problems to everyone.”

“I will find out what Ramsay is doing, dad. Don’t worry about that. That is the first place why we went to Crystal Park.”

“It is not just that, Rome. Two humans were killed last night in Central Park. They had bite marks on their necks and arms, and they were completely bloodless.”

My eyes widened as I looked at my dad’s troubled face. He looked really worried.

“Vampires? But they aren’t stupid enough to do that, are they?”

“It didn’t look like a vampire bite, Roman, here… NYPD brought us some evidence and photographs.” My dad took a manila envelope, and pulled out a few photographs, before he spread them on the table and I stilled. My eyes traced the photos and the wounds on the two dead humans.

The wounds were the size of a child’s small finger. There were holes closer to each other. Vampire bites would look tiny and the two bites were not close to each other. It looked like someone had really big, curved and sharp central incisors.

“What the hell is this, dad?”

“That is what we are trying to find out, Roman, but the Watchers’ guess… it is part of Ramsay’s experiment that has gone terribly wrong.”

“I should have killed that a*shole,” I growled under my breath as I grabbed the photographs. The two bodies looked terrible. But it was the wound… “What the hell is he really doing? I don’t think he is doing all of this by himself. So who is… fronting this operation, dad?”

“We need to find out soon and then stop it before there is bloodshed and chaos, Roman. I have a very bad feeling about it.”

I had, too.

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-Riley-

I kept thinking about asking Adrian for Roman’s phone number, but I was a freaking coward. I just couldn’t put myself through that. I mean, he didn’t say he would call me. He said he would call Adrian. I was weirded out by myself. This was strange… I knew him for a night. It was supposed to be over with that night. But why did fate kept bringing him… them back to my life?

“Stop being melodramatic, Riley. You are not a heroine in those tragedy novels.”

“I feel like I am.”

“You will most likely be a side-character. Now, me, I am the female lead material. And just ask Adrian for the phone number. He is not going to bite you. Wait, would you mind if he bites you?”

“You are insane, Gem. I can’t actually say it enough, but you are.”

“Just ask him. I have a feeling you will not sleep, at all, thinking about him and Feyona… and everything else.”

“Are you talking about me or yourself, Gemmy?”

“Here. You haven’t eaten at all.” Adrian came back with a plate of chicken fingers.

“And you think this finger food can fill me now?”

“I can fill you…” Adrian said in a soft whisper that made my skin tingle. No way in hell. This guy was a freaking flirt. “With food, I mean.”

“Yeah, you meant food, alright!” I rolled my eyes. “Have you gone to some special school to flirt like this? And tell me something. Does this line usually work for you?”

“I don’t usually need a line, Riley.” He gave me a smile that could blind you, and I believed him. I was sure just one smile was enough.

I grabbed the plate of chicken fingers from him and bit into it.

“Oh, come on, what did it do to you?”

“It shouldn’t cluck too much,” I said with a pointed look in his direction and he laughed. I smiled, shaking my head. My smile fell when Hiran moved next to us.

Adrian took a step towards him, and I subtly shook my head to stop him.

“This dance is mine, Luna,” he said as he took my hand in his, and it was a shame I still felt the f*cking bond. “Oh come on, smile, Riley. You look good when you smile. Your pups are all safe in their house. All in all, it is a good day. I was in a very forgiving mood, too. You should forgive me, too, Riley.”

“You are shameless. What is your problem, Hiran? You know I don’t want you. You don’t want me, either. So why? If I go away, you can stay with Keller.”

“Keller?” Hiran scoffed. “Why would I stay with him? And how would I introduce him to everyone? My Luna? I am not a f*****g idiot.”

“Aren’t you?” I whispered and he gave me a look that was full of mockery. “Do you want another one of my heels on your back?”

“You can fight all you want, Riley, but this is your place. Right next to me.”

“I am tired. I am going to sleep,” I said as I pulled away from him. The longer he touched me, the more I felt like I would really vomit, despite feeling the tingles. My skin liked his touch, but my brain hated it, detested it.

“You can only run to your room, Riley. Run, but I will always catch you.”

I growled before I stomped away to my room. I locked the door, and fell on my bed with a sigh. I wanted to poke his eyes out or even kill him. Just thinking about him made me feel like I was stomping through garbage.

“Then think about something else. Think about Roman and how his fingers felt buried in your p*ssy!”

I m****d and then pressed my palm against my lips to keep myself from moaning too loud.

Guess tonight was going to be so f*****g long. But I think… maybe I needed this night away from him. I was getting too attracted and I knew that was asking for trouble.

I closed my eyes, and was once again distracted by Gem’s crazy voice in my head, going on and on about Roman.

“His hands… so damn big. You know… like he could break our neck in a single twitch, but when he grabbed your throat, it didn’t even hurt, did it?”

So… this really was going to be a long night.

I ran my fingers down my stomach and sighed.

I was already wet from Gem’s incessant talk about Roman’s hands and fingers.

“Touch yourself.”

“You are a freaking hussy.”

“I know, and I am not ashamed. We live only once. Close your eyes and think about Roman and…”

I arched up as I pulled my panties down and g*****d when I realized I was already too wet. I rubbed my fingers against my clit, my eyes fluttering closed… and f**k…

I jumped up when my phone screamed from the bedside table.

Who the f**k was calling me now?

I grabbed the phone and saw it was unknown. My heart thundered. Was it Roman? My body heated in response and my heart thundered. My throat felt like it was stuffed with heated sand.

“Should I answer?” I whispered.

“Yes, of course.”

“Hello?”

“It is me.”

“Roman… what are you- I mean, why did you call me?”

“Because I can’t stop thinking about you in your bed, Riley, and I want to be in that bed with you.” His voice was rough and hoarse. “Were you asleep? Did I wake you?”

“No.”

“What were you doing?” He asked and I heard the sheets rustling. Was he sliding into his covers, getting ready for the night? Did he sleep naked?

“If I tell you now…”

“Tell me.”

“Touching my wet p*ssy, thinking about you.”

A dark, deep growl came from the other end that made me tremble, and then he m****d.

“Touch again, Kitten, and know that I am touching myself thinking about you, too.”

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