Chapter 21

We stared at each other for minutes, my wolf getting even more excited as the time prolonged. My wolf urged me to do what my heart was telling me, not to use my head, and I lost control of myself; I was tired of thinking, of wishing to do to her body as I wished. And I leaned in, even closer. >>>>>>>>>>> 'Liora, Liora, Liora. What are you doing to me?" I called her name trying to restrain myself from doing something foolish, as my emotions kept betraying me. I had to do everything possible to show her that I regretted how I treated her immediately after she left. I had to explain to her that those acts were put up so that I would forget about her, but she remained in my head stubbornly, refusing to go. I have to explain to her that my sudden affection towards her wasn't because of the person she had become, but because it has always been her all through. I was a coward for letting her go before, but I can't make such a mistake again. I will be the man she always wanted, the man to stand by her side against all odds. 'You have no idea how you have succeeded in messing up my head. I want you to know that I am very proud of who you have become. You were never a weak Omega, it's just that the environment didn't provide the opportunity for you to be managed properly, and I'm more happy that you created a path for yourself. You saved lives, healed the wounds of warriors and injured wolves, lives of those that despised you before, saved a pack that humiliated and made your existence unbearable…" I blinked back the tears threatening to come out. 'And you put your life on the line just to save me." Her blue eyes softened, and taking a look at those eyes, I could see how vulnerable she had become at that moment; I had to hold myself, not take advantage of her vulnerable state and regret it later; she deserves the best. 'I'm here for the Silver Moon Pack, Jaxon, for my pack." I smiled, as I leaned closer, and before I could deduce what was going on, I found my hands on her thighs, moving even deeper as I messaged those succulent thighs affectionately. 'You are... just the best, the best gift that the moon goddess ever gave to this pack, and to me." I closed my eyes as I continued to work magic with my hands. I noticed that her breath hitched immediately. My hands rested on her thighs, and Old kept pulling me closer to her, but I was resisting such contact with all I'd got in me. I desired to cover the space between us and kiss her so badly, to show her through the magic of my hands how much she meant to me, the value I placed on her. But then, against the wish of my wolf, and my desires, I stopped. I quietly pulled back, my heart sinking at how close I was to getting what I always desired. My emotions were a mess, and my thoughts were a whirlwind of possibilities. 'I wanted to kiss you, but I had to stop. It has been my desire for months now to witness this moment, to hold you in my arms and kiss you, but I can't do that without your permission." I admitted truthfully, as I stared into her eyes pleading. 'I will patiently wait, till you make your decision. I won't force you to reconsider me." She smiled weakly, her hands cupping my cheek. 'Thank you, Jaxon, for not taking advantage of my vulnerable state. And for the warm welcome, for everything." I closed my eyes tightly as I allowed myself to travel far from her gentle touch, taking in all the warmth coming from her skin to mine. It took my reputation, everything that I represent, and the respect I have for her not to pull her close, engulfing her small frame in my arms and giving her the kiss of her life right then and there. But I wouldn't, I am not a monster. Not until she gave her permission when she was fully ready. 'Right now, all I need from you is to rest," I said softly as I stood up to leave. 'Tonight, no pack member is permitted to come in here and disturb you. Just relax and rest." With that, I turned around and took my leave, giving her privacy to rest as she should. I kept my mind busy with thoughts of her; Liora wasn't just sent to save the Silver Moon Pack; she's not only a warrior but, most importantly, not just a healer and a savior to her pack. She was made for me; she remains mine, she may not know it yet or maybe in denial, but she's mine. Seraphina's POV I watched the uproar unfolding from a close distance, the pack foolishly declaring Liora as their savior just for fighting. Something that others have been doing for ages without recognition, but reaching her turn, they took it personally, turning the battlefield into a festival. I clenched my fist so tightly that my fingers began to hurt. All the attention was supposed for me, not for her. Liora! Liora! Liora! The Omega had guts. Who dared to dread without caution, standing in my way to the top comfortably. Jaxon and I were already engaged, but the way Liora was warming her way into Jaxon's heart was alarming. The treatment she was getting recently from the pack members made her a goddess in their midst. I am the future Luna, but with the recent happenings, I doubt if I will ever be. I won't sit down and allow such to happen. The way Jaxon looks at her says it all, she was his priority, but kept me here as a second option, to be used for political favors and strengthen his pack, but not good enough to be loved. . I have always admired Jaxon and desired to have him as my mate, and luckily for me, his parents and the elders in the council pushed for it just to maintain stability among the two packs. I had agreed because it has always been my heart's desire, hoping that he would change and see the best of me, but that never happened. The looks in his eyes each time he's with Liora is different; it's more than admiration. It was love, I can dictate one when I see it. I was not angry, I was furious. I lack words to describe how I feel each time I see Jaxon hovering around her like a pest. He had reduced himself to nothing, forgetting that he was the Alpha of the pack. All attention was on her; no one cared about their Alpha again, as they all concentrated on her, and sadly, Jaxon couldn't care less. A minute without him by her side felt like forever. I watched as he protected her, guiding her gently in everything. The scene alone made me sick; I felt a nuisance each time he publically displayed his love for her. He never dimmed it fit to look at me in a ch manner, and he never gave me the attention I needed and craved as the future Luna of the pack. His attitude towards me was always blunt, and void of emotion, but when it comes to Liora, he outdid himself. How could he choose an insignificant Omega over me, giving her the guts to take everything I worked hard for? ?He was from a noble family, and won't become one now. The prophecy could be for someone else. How could he descend so low as to serve her? An Alpha is worshiping a mere Omega. How shameful could that be? How could she deconcentrate the pack with her ordinary blood? The way Silver Moon Pack was taking everything was beyond ordinary. How can they bow to an ordinary Omega, giving her the treatment meant only for a Luna, my position, when I am still alive? How could they call her their hero just for fighting like other warriors did and have been doing, for healing them, which was normal, and for believing in something that has no roots? Something implored to deceive them. They were fast forgetting that I could call my pack to call off the engagement and wipe off the entire Silver Moon Pack, not even sparing Jaxon. Liora had bitten more than she can chew, by stealing the spotlight that rightfully belongs to me. I turned away in anger and raced towards the forest, just to get a serene environment away from the celebration. I can't stand seeing her being celebrated instead of me; I need to think and act fast. To worsen the situation, the forest didn't give me what I wanted as I could still hear her voice in my head. A very soft and humble voice, a voice that was pure and without sin. The most annoying part was how she was innocently taking over effortlessly, and without knowing it. She held the whole pack in her tiny hands, including Jaxon; they were all at her call and berks, ready to do as she pleased. I invested my all, but Liora never even attempted any of such; she was just herself, she was too good, too pure to be hurt, but I won't allow that. I noticed that Jaxon had fallen for her innocence, her pure soul, and it kept increasing every blessed day. But even at that, I have stayed long enough with him to develop affection for me; he shouldn't have switched sides on seeing Liora; I am his Luna, and that's final. I leaned against one of the trees in the forest to steady myself. My heart was failing as my breathing was not normal. Jealousy and rage took over me, manipulating and giving beautiful ideas for revenge. No one crosses my path and goes free, no one. I can't sit and allow Jaxon to slip out of my hands. Liora was never qualified to be a Luna. She wasn't befitting to be mated to Jaxon and be by his side. Suddenly, I could feel a strange dark magic stirring within me. At that moment, I recalled how I got the dark magic power. It was during one of my encounters with Morgath that he released the power to me in return for loyalty. I have been holding it up for years, not allowing it to manifest, but I think the time is right now. It would only be if she retreated her steps that I would let her go free; if not, I would strike. Only one strike with precision is enough to bring her crushing on the ground helplessly. She wasn't untouchable after all, neither was she invincible to magic. Not when I have everything figured out. I am ready to tear her down, to destroy her, and leave no trace of her existence. Wiping off her memory as quickly as she had risen. And by then, Jaxon would see me, his senses would be on reset, and he would see me as the only one worthy to take the position of a Luna in his life, the only one that mattered. I tried calming down my nerves by closing my eyes, but it didn't work. The storm building up was boiling raw, ready to devour anyone that came close. I can't be a weakling and allow Liora to take what rightfully belongs to me, not under my watch. I can't give up without a fight. Jaxon had to be guided, and that's what I am ready to do. He will always belong to me and will always do my bidding, come rain, come shine. Liora may think she's standing on her feet for now. Well, that will soon be history, as there will be no need to stand for long. She's going down. I smirked and marveled at the power within my disposal without my knowledge, lying dormant without use. Liora may deceive the whole pack and Jaxon, but not me. And soon, everyone would crawl back to me begging, including Jaxon. With my plan in place, I set out into the deeper part of the forest. I am ready to pay any price to get the power that I want. There is a lot of work to be done, and the earlier, the better. The Silver Moon Pack didn't know what was coming their way, and I could assure them that the next time they cheered in celebration, it wouldn't be for Liora. It would be in my celebration.