When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)



Chapter 92 ARTEMISIA

I'm still feeling wobbly on my feet as I watch the Omegas carry my things out of my quarters.

Sighing deeply, I have just accepted my fate and even if my body is revolting against it, I guess that as a Beta Female, it is only reasonable to stay in the Beta's quarters.

I have also decided against speaking to Cayden as I didn't want to be the usual crybaby. I guess that as soon as Logan has me by his side, he will calm down a bit and get rid of this possessive behaviour towards me.

Maybe he needs a night alone with me. When he is just like Fynn and wants to get even, maybe I can grant him just that.

"What is happening here?" A deep voice thunders through my quarters, making an Omega let fall the stuff she was carrying right next to me. She flinches, looking at me with an apologetic expression. "Oh, Missy, I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry, Berta. He just has this effect on people, does he?" I retort with a smile, making her giggle just as Cayden appears in my bedroom. "Missy?" he stares at the Omega who collects everything hastily, only to stop her at the door. "We have talked about the fact that you can't return home to your old pack."

Looking at Berta with a deadly glare, he growls, "You will put these things where you took them, right now."

"Yes, Alpha," she answers with a little curtsy before scurrying back into my wardrobe.

I take a sip from my tea as he spreads his arms at me questioningly.

"Logan..." I finally answer. "He is making me move into his quarters."

"Did I miss something?" he asks, raising a brow at me. "Was there a meeting? Didn't I get a memo?"

Two Omegas appear in the door, and Cayden turns to them with a growl, making them run back out.

"Everybody out!" he shouts, making a small army of Omegas run out of the various rooms to leave my quarters.

Closing the door behind him, he passes a hand over his face. "So?”

"No. There was no meeting and certainly no memo," I chuckle. "He told me he would let me move in after I came back, and I didn't want to fight, so... I'm moving."

"What did Fynn and Matthew say about this?"

I shrug, taking another sip, "Weren't excited about it, but I thought it might be best."

"Best for whom?" he raises his voice, making me take a step back.

"For the peace between brothers. It were a few difficult days for him, and I wanted to comfort him."

He glares at me for a heartbeat before turning around and opening the door. "This is ridiculous."

Summoning the Omegas, he gives them an entirely different order.

Poor things.

"You are going to get everything you moved back to this room and where you found it." He drives a hand through his hair. "I can't believe him. I will talk to that guy."

"Thank you," I smile at him, clinging my nails against the cup in my hands.

Fortunately, the Omegas had just begun to move everything, so they do not have to carry a lot of stuff back.

As the last piece is brought back, they leave the room with a low bow towards their Alpha.

"If he says something, send him to me," he growls, pointing his finger at me.

I chuckle, playing with my cup. “Sure.”

“Good." He hesitates a moment before he takes a step towards the door. "I'll be out of your way then."

I flash him a tired smile, my heart beating painfully in my chest as I keep wondering if he will say anything about his confession now that we are alone.

But as he opens the door, I have to recognise that he is too much of a gentleman to push it again.

Maybe he thinks I'm not interested or that I don't like him.

Also, I'm the mate of his brothers.

I talked it out with Matthew last night as well. Fynn had long fallen asleep while we were still talking about all the options and my feelings until he had confirmed what he had already confirmed to me for the umpteenth time.

Namely to go for it, listen to my heart and become Luna of the pack.

But I guess that the best thing was that he was excited about the fact that as a Gamma his job was to protect the Luna, giving him the opportunity to spend more time with me.

Setting down my cup, I take a step forward, giving in to my brain screaming at me to say something and move to stop him. "Cayden?"

"Yes?" he asks, turning around with his hand still on the doorknob.

Biting the nail of my thumb instinctively, I feel stupid as I didn't plan on what to say.

But what can one say in such a situation?

Yes, Cayden. I want to be your Luna.

Cayden, I'm ready.

Make me your Luna, Cayden.

Take me, Cayden.

Make me yours...

He lifts a brow at me, tearing me out of my spiralling thoughts. “Missy?"

I open my mouth several times only to close it back again.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Closing the door back up, he stares at me as if I have gone completely insane, "What's wrong?"

His worried expression makes my heart squeeze painfully, and as I can't seem to find the right words, my mind just goes blank.

With a few fast steps, I reach him, his eyes widening slightly as he watches me come closer. I can observe the shift in his eyes as they darken as soon as I stand directly in front of him, and he inspects my movements confused but still taken aback about my vicinity.

"Missy?" he asks again, his voice now low and husky as I look up at him.

Gathering all the courage I can possibly figure, I wrap my fingers around his tie and pull him to me.

He doesn't fight against it, letting himself be pulled and getting his lips to crash against mine.

A guttural growl vibrates against my lips, prating into my mouth as I move my lips against his, rippling further through my entire body.

He moves his arms around me, pulling me closer against his frame, his hands holding me tightly as if I were to glide out of his hold at any moment.

My body feels like it is being awakened from a deep slumber, my nerves buzzing as the unmeasurable desire for this man is being satisfied while I feel my lungs slowly with his scent.

Cassy stirs for the first time after a long time, enhancing the effect his hands and his lips have on me.

With a swift movement, he has me lifted off the floor, making me wrap my legs around his waist as he turns to press me against the door. "Fuck," he growls as he finally breaks the kiss, moving his lips down my throat and onto my chest while leaving me gasping for air. Driving my hands through his hair, I claw onto him as if my life depended on it as he rips down my dress and bra, making my breasts spill free.

He attacks my breasts hungrily, sucking and nibbling on them as if they would grant him the shot for which he was waiting ages to get.

I knew that I wouldn't feel the sparks on my skin, like with my mates, but my breath hitches regularly in my throat as he triggers bolts of energy to shatter through me.

"Cayden," I whisper, tugging at his hair to get him off me.

My body screams, Cassy groaning something about letting him do as he pleases incoherently.

And the bed is so close.

Clearing my throat, I shake my head to free myself from my indecent intrusive thoughts, "Cayden, slow down!"

He halts in his movements, and I watch him cover my skin with featherlight kisses while I'm still trying to regain my composure by panting.

"Sorry," he flashes me an apologetic smile, making my heart flip in my chest. "I lost control for a second."

I shake my head with a laugh, "Don't worry. I really had to fight to come back to my senses as well."

He lets me down carefully, driving his hands through his hair to comb it back into place while I pull my dress back up.

Leaning back against the door, we

laugh awkwardly, and he puts his hands on each side next to my head, caging me in. "May I stay here for a second longer? It would be a bit troublesome for me to leave your

quarters like this."

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He lets his eyes fall, gesturing to his groin and I chuckle. “Oh, my Goddess. Sure.....”

His smile takes my breath away but

long not as much as him leaning in to kiss me softly. He takes his sweet time, tasting my lips fully before he separates again with a clearing of his throat. "So..."

"So?" I ask, smiling up at him.

He lowers his eyes shortly, taking a deep breath before he adds, "Can I take it as a yes, then?"

"A yes for what?" I squint my eyes, playing oblivious as he wets his lips with his tongue.

Oh, if I just could switch places with them.

"Missy,” he groans, making a grin spread on my lips.

I hold his shirt at his sides, wanting to feel him close. "Yes, Cayden. I want to be your Luna."

I risk fainting as his smile reappears on his face, his happy expression making my heart turn in my chest. "Very much."