The Luna's Pure Heart
The Luna’s Pure Heart – Chapter 18

(Damion pov)

This couldn’t be real..no f*****g way. It has to be an act, she can’t possibly be that naive, that pure. Bake me a cake? I could barely hold in the laugh that wanted to burst out.

I thought I would get a blow job out of this easy…and she offers me a f*****g cake.

She is good.. really good. To keep this innocent bullshit act up. No way in hell the goddess would pair me with a woman like that..so innocent and pure..no f*****g way. The next thing she will tell me is that she’s a virgin..now that I won’t believe. Not with a body like hers and that face..those full lips and that sweet scent..

When she walked over to me and reached up on her toes..the way she gripped my arm and kissed me gently on the cheek…I almost lost it..well let’s just say Titus almost lost it. He was so close to unleashing and taking over…The mere sight of her made my d**k harder than ever before..

He wants her bad..that’s why she can never touch me again without permission. The last thing I need is for Titus to mark her and then we will really be stuck with her. I bet once we did that she would show her true colors, just like the rest of these women. They act so sweet and innocent then you find out they just want to be the Luna Queen and get half of everything I own. Eleanor Winters is no f*****g different and I will break her down and prove it..maybe it’s time to introduce the stepmother and step sister..that will show her true nature

Seeing the way she danced and laughed with Lance earlier…I swear I am going to beat his a*s for that. He knew I was on my way, I literally told him I would be there in five minutes. f*****g prick..I don’t give a s**t if I don’t plan on marking her and claiming her..that doesn’t mean anyone else can have her. No f*****g way in hell would I let another man claim my mate. Now I just have to plan on what to do with Eleanor once I’m done with this whole f*****g thing and reject her..

(Eleanor pov)

I fluttered my eyes open, looking around and instantly forgot where I was. The sound of a fire crackled in the corner, causing last night to suddenly rush back to me. I was in my mate’s home..my mate, the Alpha King. I quickly sat up, realizing I was still on the loveseat but now had a blanket covering me. I slowly looked around, rubbing my eyes, and saw it was now 6:20 am. I took the blanket off, folded it neatly, and placed it back behind me. I must have pulled it down in the middle of the night.

I sat in the dimly lit room and waited, listening for any type of sound from my mate. Was he still sleeping? Maybe this is my opportunity to explore his home more while he isn’t awake yet.

Standing up, I quickly stretched and suppressed the satisfying m**n that wanted to leave me.

Surveying the room, I noticed not a single thing was out of place. Even the drink from last night was still on the bar. He must have just gone to bed..maybe he thought I would follow him?

‘Elle..you can’t be serious.’

Kari sighed, annoyance filling her voice.

I quickly pushed her into the back of my mind..not wanting to get into a negative space this early in the morning. I know her feelings are rational…I just needed to be hopeful. I can’t think of the worst yet…

I slowly tiptoed my way through the room and turned down the hallway, listening carefully with each step. My feet pressed against the cool marble floor gently, trying not to make a single sound. Looking across the wide hall, there was a large kitchen and dining room. All the appliances are black and sleek with matching countertops. Overall it was very masculine and modern.

Looking down another hall that connected to the kitchen, there was a large black door at the end. My mate’s strong scent swirled in the air and drifted towards me as I knew that had to be his room.

I swallowed hard, wondering if he was still in there as I came up with an idea.

I will make him breakfast! Maybe we got on the wrong foot last night and this will prove I really am thankful. Hopefully, his fridge isn’t as bad as the twins.

Creeping over to the fridge, I opened it slowly and peeked inside. A sigh of relief left me as I gazed upon a fully stocked fridge. I quickly looked down the hallway once more, making sure he wasn’t coming..somehow I knew he was in there. I don’t know if it was the mating bond or what, but I sensed him..almost like I could feel his heart beating close by.

I grabbed a carton of eggs and a few slabs of bacon, I decided to make him an omelet. I wondered what type of foods he liked..would he like onions or mushrooms? I would just do a cheesy bacon omelet to be safe. Hunting through the cupboards I acquired a mixing bowl, frying pan, and spatula.

I began frying up the bacon as I gently hummed to myself, wondering what Helen and my friends were doing now. Suddenly the thought of Zack filled my mind and guilt began to rise…I pray to the goddess he found his mate..what if he is still waiting for me? How would I explain this…I know he wouldn’t hold it against me but a part of me feels as if I betrayed him.

Looking down the bacon was about to burn and I quickly took it out of the pan. That’s what I get for being distracted..at least I saved it just in time.

I cracked four eggs and swiftly added them to the bowl, splashing a little cream and adding salt into it as well. Then I began beating it quickly while adding the crispy bacon and saving some for a topping. I also sprinkled a little cheddar cheese into the mixture and then poured it into the pan.

Suddenly I felt the urge to hurry up because I knew my mate was coming. I quickly flipped the omelet and added the rest of the cheese and folded it over. I grabbed the plate and put it on gently then garnished it with more bacon and cheese.

My heart began to race, feeling as if I were about to be caught doing something I shouldn’t. I ran to the table and placed it down with a fork and knife.

Does he like coffee or orange juice? Why was this so hard and nerve-wracking..this was worse than serving the young Alpha…I guess he is the Alpha King, maybe that’s why.

I started washing the pan and cleaning the counter as I heard the door slowly open, making my nerves go on high.

I bit my l*p nervously, hearing him walk closer as he entered the kitchen. To my dismay he walked right past me, heading down the hall like he was leaving. Swinging around I walked towards him, trying to find the courage to speak.

“Excuse me, Alpha King, sir..” Oh god..why the hell did I just call him that..should I of just used his name? It took everything in me to not run and hide in the nearest bathroom and cry from embarrassment.

He froze in place, not turning around but just stopped.

“What is it?” He barked, startling me as I jumped.

“I…I made you breakfast. If you like..it’s an omelet. I’m not sure what you prefer so I just added cheese and bacon.” I stopped talking before I began rambling on and on like I knew I could.

“I don’t eat breakfast.” He said coldly and walked away, leaving me standing there like an i***t. He doesn’t eat breakfast…of course, he doesn’t.

I watched as he walked briskly down the hallway and disappeared. I quickly finished cleaning up and went to look at the omelet. I guess I should have asked first..but I thought it would be a peace offering of sorts..maybe something to spend time together…

‘Elle..just eat it. If he won’t enjoy it, then we will.’

Kari said softly, disappointment clear in her tone as I nodded my head softly.

I sat down, looking at the omelet before me as I slowly took a bite. It was delicious but before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face. Why did my heart hurt so much? Why did it feel like I was about to be rejected and my mate wanted nothing to do with me…I thought this would be different…I thought he would want me and love me from the moment he laid eyes on me.

Was it me? Was it because I was an omega or because of the way I looked? I thought he would be drawn to me. Why couldn’t it of been someone who would cherish me and do anything to be with me?

I took a deep shuddering breath and wiped my tears quickly as I looked down at my food.

No, I refused to be like this, I refused to just sit here and wait for him all day like a little lap dog. I was going to do something.