Chapter Nine

Keira’s Pov

“What's… what's going on?” I asked, trying to understand why everyone was a little tense and all.

Then they all looked at me, and Alpha Zane sighed.

“When the Luna goes away for a while, maybe on a trip or something, a Luna Rite is performed where she has to fight with a skilled warrior in the pack to see if she still has the knack or capability to be a Luna. Besides, no one in the pack except the pack house knew that you were missing and not on a trip.”  Zane explained to me.

My heart skipped a beat and my palms became sweaty and cold.

How was I supposed to get into a Luna Rite when I didn't know how to fight? The rogue who had tried to kill me could have succeeded if Caleb hadn't interfered.

“I can't… I can't avoid it?” I asked, feeling so nervous and anxious.

“No, it's an important tradition. But I'll find a way around it. For now, go to your room.” Zane said to me, and I nodded my head and walked back to my room.

I slowly walked back to my room, thinking so much about what would become of me if I was actually pushed into the arena to fight against a skilled warrior.

What if I died in the process or brought shame and made them dethrone the real Luna, especially if we both swapped places back, and she found out that I had made things difficult for her?

“Oh, gosh.” I said under my breath with tears filling my eyes.

I walked to the balcony and leaned on the rails and stared at the sky again. It was still clear of stars and the moon, and I wished that my problems and worries could also be clear as the sky.

I couldn't run back to my city, and if I wanted to find a way back, I had to act like Valerie's puppet for as long as I could to get what I wanted. Maybe long enough to find the real Luna.

Probably the real Luna could put an end to this madness. Tears streamed down my eyes, and I sniffled.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door, but I glanced back to be sure that I heard right and after waiting for a while, I heard the knock again, and I quickly cleaned my face.

Then I walked out of the balcony to the door.

“Who is it?” I asked calmly and out of curiosity.

In fact, my heart was beating crazily as I was nervous, thinking they might have called me for the Luna Rite as I didn't know when exactly they wanted the Luna Rite to be done.

“It's me Zane. Let me in.”

As I heard his voice, I halted for a while, then opened the door and he walked in.

“Are you okay?” He asked me, staring like he felt something was off.

“Uhm… yeah, I am.” I responded, trying to hide my fear.

“Hmm.”

“A…actually, I’m…I’m not. I mean… how e…exactly do I want to engage in the Luna Rite? I can't fight anyone.” I said to him as we walked to bed and sat down.

“I know you aren't ready for it now, Luna. I've sent word to the public. There won't be any Luna Rite until maybe a few weeks later.”

“How… how did you do it? They listened?” I asked, surprised that a burden of mine had actually been relieved for once.

“Why won't they? They are my people. The only thing is, I give reasonable reasons for them most of the time. So, I told them that you were attacked and need a little time to be at the full peak of your strength.” Zane explained to me.

I felt much better as he said that. It was like a heavy rock was lifted off my chest, and it made my heart lighter.

At least, that could be enough time to get things done and leave here.

“But… you really don't remember anything?” Zane asked, peering into my eyes like there was some truth he wanted to get from me.

“I don't. And that's because I'm not Luna. I've told you several times, but you don't believe me.” I said to him, staring and hoping he could understand and believe me.

But then, he held my hands and rubbed them softly.

“I'm sure you'll remember soon, my queen.” He said softly, and my body charged up.

A sweet sensation swirled up from deep within me, and nothing else mattered in the world apart from him. He was more like the center of attraction.

Slowly, we moved closer to each other, and he leaned his head towards me, and kissed me deeply.

It seemed as if his kiss lightened up something in me; I felt alive and carried away that I reciprocated.

We continued to kiss until he grabbed my ass and carried me. He placed his lips on mine and began to give me a French kiss again. Damn, that was so hot. His hot packs and nice body build were a great bonus to getting me turned on as well.

Then he slowly removed my gown, and then my bra.

“Whoa. This is amazing. I missed it.” He complimented.

My breasts were protruding and were fully ready to be sucked. Immediately, he started caressing my right breast nipple with his tongue, and using his left hand to caress the other. Then his right hand trailed down to my pussy, and he was caressing that too.

“Oh, yeah. Keep it going.” I moaned as I bit my lips.

Then he started sucking my breast, sweetly. I could tell he was good at it as he was making me want more of him, every second. He removed his hand from my pussy, and made his dick lean on my pussy, so I could feel how hard his dick was.

I widened my legs like I wanted his dick to go into my pussy, badly.

“I want you in.” I managed to say.

“Gradually, baby.” He said, then kissed me again.

He started tongue kissing me and exploring every bit of my mouth with his hardworking tongue. And his hands weren’t idle. They were busy pressing my breasts at a slow pace, like he was massaging them.

“Mmmm.” I moaned while kissing him.

My breath had changed, and I could hear both our breaths change pace. He continued massaging my breasts for a few minutes, then he widened my legs. I was excited. Then he licked my pussy, which got me agitated.

I just wanted him inside me so badly, but he was taking his time like he was torturing me. He continued licking it lightly in a way that made me want him to suck it.

He grabbed my breasts again, and kissed me like he wanted to devour me, for a minute. Then he withdrew his lips and widened my legs, then placed his dick at the entrance of my pussy and thrusted in.

Oh my, he was so big. And that was what I loved and enjoyed the most. He began to thrust in and out of my pussy, making me moan out loud. I was really lost in this pleasure that was hard to find.

“Ohh, yeah. Yes, fuck me hard.” I kept on whispering in his ear.

“Yeah.” He grunted as he fucked me at a fast pace.

He continued kissing me and held on to my head as he was giving me a very hard fuck.

“Ahhh, yeah. Give it to me, Keep giving it to me.” I moaned out loud.

Then he covered my mouth with his hand as I began to make faces like I wanted to cry. I really loved this fast mode.

Then he raised both my legs up and pinned them to the wall, making my legs cover my face, then he inserted his dick again, and went hard inside, pulling in and out.

He was sweating already and was obviously enjoying it. After what seemed like five minutes, he flipped me and thrusted into me from the back, which made me moan out loud.

He withdrew his dick from me, and carried me, then he inserted his dick in me that way, with my legs curled around his waist.

“Fuck me hard!”

Then he pushed my back to the wall, still carrying me, and began to bang me really hard. Our wet bodies were melting against each other, and this was getting me hotter.

Just after a few minutes, he took me back to the bed and kept fucking me hard like it was never going to stop, until I felt his dick throbbing, then he withdrew and gave himself a massage and poured it out on my belly, while I kept massaging my pussy to make me squirt. He smirked then bent down to my pussy and began to suck it like he wanted to clean every corner. I moaned hard and widened it more like I wanted him to dip his face in, really good.

“yeah, yeah…”

He continued until I began to throb, and I squirted with my eyes gradually closing.

That was it; the best feeling of my life.