The Luna's Pure Heart
The Luna’s Pure Heart – Chapter 31

(Eleanor pov)

What the hell is wrong with these men? Acting like I’m some prize to be won. I should be grateful for Lance sticking up for me but I am still annoyed that he put me in this dress. Or maybe it was Kari coming out.. let’s say she is more than ready to snap at them.

I honestly have had enough..now Malcolm is here and he is claiming I’m his intended mate or some crap. How the hell did that happen?! Or maybe it’s his lie to try and get me back to B***d Moon and make me his slave like he said before. I have known Malcolm for years and being sweet and kind just wasn’t in his nature.

Just then, two double doors opened towards the end of the hall. The king’s guards stood on both sides, alert and ready as the man of the hour entered the room. He wore a forest green suit jacket, white dress shirt, and black slacks. His hair was tied back and the look on his face was anything but happy. Damon’s eyes snapped to mine as I swallowed the lump which magically appeared in my throat.

I bit my l*p nervously and turned on my heel, ready to get the hell out of here. I can’t do this..not wearing this..why did I leave the room like this!

Suddenly two separate hands held me firmly in place, that of Lance and Malcolm.

The thing that stood out most though, was the low guttural growl that filled the room. The sound entering my ears and traveling straight down between my legs..curse you mating bond and the effects it has on me.

I pressed my thighs together, embarrassed enough already as I felt my mates every move. It was as if the pull to him was so overpowering there was nothing I could do to stop it. Before I knew it, I was wrapped in Damion’s arms, his hands squeezing my waist tighly as my heart stopped. It was like all the basic instincts one should know have left my brain completely..breathing? What the hell was that? Speaking..never knew how..walking..forget it.

Before I could even blink Damion’s crystal blue eyes were piercing into mine.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you Darling.” He whispered inches away from my lips. I kid you not..my jaw dropped, and that might not have been the best thing because the next thing I knew, Damion’s mouth was on mine and his tongue was taking advantage of my shocked state.

He quickly slid his tongue inside of me, exploring every inch of my mouth as my eyes finally fluttered shut.

My own hands now gripped the material of his jacket as a soft m**n left me. His lips tasted sweet and delicious as it mixed with his leather scent that swiftly traveled through me, warming my body, the feeling of desire building more and more by the second..

Well, there goes my plan to ignore him. How could he have this much power over me with one single touch? I melted beneath his hands as everyone around us simply disappeared.

Just as quickly as he flipped my world upside down he all too soon pulled away and averted his gaze.

“What is this about you wanting my mate as your chosen one?” He said cooly, meeting Malcolm’s gaze and letting his Alpha King aura flood out of him.

“I…I mean…” Malcolm stuttered…unable to come up with a viable excuse.

“If I ever see you talking with my mate again, I can promise you that you won’t live to see another day.” Damion growled, causing Malcolm to wince and bare his neck in submission. Wow..why was that so satisfying…

My mate pulled me against him, tugging me towards the other room as his hands gripped my h*p tightly.

Before I knew it, we were down a dark hallway, his hands on either side of my head as he stared down at me.

“Why the hell are you dressed like that.” He hissed, glancing down at my body as the air around us grew silent.

“You don’t like it?” I quipped..unsure why I didn’t just tell him that Lance made me wear it.

Damion scoffed, averting his gaze as he turned his head away from me.

“Why would I like every man in this kingdom staring at what belongs to me?” He spoke bluntly..his words surprising me as I stared at his profile. Do I belong to him? Because to me he has made it very clear he wants nothing to do with me.

“You could have fooled me..” I responded, feeling annoyed by this whole night as his head now snapped towards me.

“What do you mean by that.” He inquired, his face hard to read as he looked at me with little emotion.

“You obviously want nothing to do with me, Damion…I don’t know what you are waiting for, but maybe you should just do us both a favor and reject me already.” Okay…I admit I was being pretty petty. But the way I have been treated tonight was getting on my last nerve.

“Is that what you want? For me to reject you?” He accused firmly, his eyes now searching mine.

I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly..is that what I want? Is he serious…

“Is that what I want? Unlike you…I have been trying…I can tell you want nothing to do with me..so why am I still here Damion? Why are you still acting like you actually care?” I felt mad..I felt emotional and sad..why did I have to be the only one trying?

Damion gripped my arms, his fingers digging into my flesh as his lips gently parted.

“You don’t understand..I don’t deserve a mate..especially one like you. Maybe I should reject you..maybe I should send you far away from this place and never see you again.” He yelled, my heart aching from the mere thought.

That wasn’t what I wanted..that was the opposite of what I needed.

My hand instinctively reached up, feeling drunk off of this adrenaline as I spoke recklessly..my hand touching his cheek tenderly.

“You don’t understand how bad I want this..how bad I have wanted you.” I whispered, looking down as I felt ashamed by my confession. He obviously wants nothing to do with me..why was I here..why was I playing this cat and mouse game?

I tried to pull away, only causing his grip to tighten as I shut my eyes tightly…wishing I could disappear from this place…wishing I was someone else entirely.

“Look at me Eleanor.” Damion commanded and I shook my head no.

“Open your eyes.” He yelled, causing me to jump as I reluctantly listened. My eyes slowly opened as I met his clear blue ones.

“You have been the only thing that has filled my mind since the moment I laid eyes on you…you are all I think of…all I see…do you not realize that? That you are everything now?” He breathed roughly, making my heart race as I tried to absorb everything he said..could that be true? Could he be feeling the same thing as me truly?

Before I could speak another word, he bent down, taking my mouth with his as he gently glided his lips agaisnt me. His touch delicate and his movements meaningful. I felt as if he were putting his words into this one k**s, showing me he meant it truly.

I kissed him back, my lips parting as I welcomed him eagerly. My tongue slid out, meeting him halfway as we danced together. It wasn’t rushed or greedy..it was equal and genuine. I wanted to taste him, to explore him, and study him. To find out what he liked and how he reacted to my every move…I wanted to please him and most importantly…I wanted him to want me…I wanted him to want this as much as I did..tears began streaming down my cheeks, the desperation I felt for how badly I wanted him to accept me almost hurt. To feel so helpless and out of control..to have all of these feelings and to not know if he felt the same..it was terrifying. What if I wanted this so bad..that when he decides he doesn’t want me..I won’t be able to survive it..that my heart would break in two and I would never be able to love again. How could I trust him? I began to panic..pulling back from him as my hands jerked up to my face, hiding myself from him. From this stranger that had so much power over me..that could break me so easily..how could I survive this?

“Eleanor..please look at me.” He whispered softly..the most gentle I had ever heard him.

I slowly uncovered my eyes, afraid of what I would see as he peered down at me.

“Please..give me a chance..it has all just been a lot. I’m not..I just haven’t felt like this before.” He breathed, causing my heart to skip a beat as I nodded eagerly.

“I haven’t felt like this either.” I whispered, knowing after this..there was no going back. We would either fall in love, or I would leave broken.

Damion’s hands cupped my cheeks, caressing his thumb against me gently.

“Then we will go through it together..” he said, a hint of a smile forming on his lips as I nodded my head. Melting beneath him as I felt Kari pacing impatiently. She did not trust him still.

“Together.” I spoke softly, his lips pressing against mine once more, slowly sucking my l*p as I leaned into him, giving everything I truly had as I blindly put all of my faith into this man. Into my mate who was supposed to be the other half of my soul…who was supposed to be my partner for life…please Moon Goddess..please don’t let him break me.