Chapter Thirteen: Unknown

Chapter Thirteen: Unknown

Chapter Thirteen: Unknown

Gasps could be heard and it seemed pleasant to the ears. A light skinned blonde climbed over a bit darker mister and she swung her hips back and forth. Her fingers pressed his defined chest and the gasps from earlier, better explained as moans, continued like a playlist on the radio.

Derex was beside this blonde haired girl and they both laid on the bed having just a white sheet across them.

Derex brought out a light and began to smoke with his feet on the floor, though he still sat on the bed.

"Why did you have to lie to her?" the girl asked.

He turned to her and his palm caressed her soft face that had flushed red out of amusement. His masculine palm rubbed her cheeks heating them up.

She continued. "What's up with the story, the All Alpha will burn down Red City?"

"Maybe he will." Derex spoke to this female. He then climbed over her and offered kisses to her neck.

"Lucy's worried sick."

"She ought to be." Derex continued pressing his lips on her body. His mouth parted, cupping her rosy tits with his lips. "Derex," she patted his hair.

He then went further to kiss her and their lips touched in a soothing pattern making sounds.

The female promised. "I'll make sure she brings you back to her town."

"Thank you." Derex said, launching his body into hers and her moans increased.

***

"Did I make the wrong decision?" Luciana nervously bit her fingers. She was in her library which was huge.

"I have no idea." said Wendy.

Usually, Luciana would not care, labelling such threats as ludicrous, but this concerned her town.

Wendy just stood with legs at ease watching her Luna.

"Don't look at me like that. I am not bothered." her face showed she was lost in thoughts. "Burn my town to the ground. Why? What have we done to deserve such? A secret? Do we possess a secret or pose as a threat? Yeah, I know that we could be threatening but nothing's happened not until this date."

"Lucy," Wendy called. Luciana stared into a book in her study. "Lucy!" She then snapped out of reading and Wendy gave her a look.

"I've searched everywhere for answers and there's no fucking guide on this bullshit Luna stuff!" she then noticed Wendy's look. "What? I ideas. I'm starting to think I wouldn't like this your idea."

Wendy folded her arms and raised a brow, silently asking if she should go on to spit it out.

Luciana was on the floor seated in a buddhist position.

"Well, dearest. You should've at least asked him the reason."

"No, no, no. Don't bring him into this." She reffered to Derex.

"My opinion's stupid. I should just take my leave." Wendy was about exiting.

"Nooo." she sang. Luciana then rose. "My pride. I will never.. I mean imagine it happening. Most high Beta, it is I, Luciana, certainly no need to address me as Luna. Please accept my apology."

"Okay, okay. I'll—" before Wendy could finish talking, Luciana had already given her a hug. Wendy just shook her head. "Not a fan of hugs."

"Not still happy with him though." Luciana's voice changed into a bitter one. A serious facial expression then crawled up on her face. "I need answers from my past. Don't know why the certain hunger, but I feel I must visit my past to know more about my future."

Wendy then shifted backwards and pronounced with a bow, "Don't just beat yourself up, my Luna."

Luciana thought to visit her old house; her family house. That was where she use to stay when she was younger; where she spent her childhood with Julietta. She hadn't been there in ages.

That was her reason for occupying a hotel. She feared that home which was likened to a haunted mansion.

Screams of joy and sorrow lashed out at her each time she thought of visiting. The painful memory of her sister.

Luciana mustered up courage and drove in a black car. She revved the engine to start and she drove far inside Red City; the part she hardly ever visited.

Her mother was a tough woman. She lost her mom at a young age and no one knew why, at least not her. All she knew was that her mother was a tough Luna and warrior. She ought to follow in her footsteps.

Her sister raised her up as though she was her mother, Luciana looked up to Juliet so it pained her to the core when she lost her sister. No family, except this town they left for her to rule at a young age.

She had to be up to standard and people outside dreaded her and her town. She drove down the lonely road that was saturated by the previous rain.

Her heart thuded when her eyes sighted the large house incharge of her nightmares. 

She inhaled a deep sigh and hardened her heart, cementing it with concrete as she didn't want to burst into tears. Her chest rose suddenly and she couldn't breathe. 

She held her neck gasping for breath and Luciana coughed out severally. No one needed to tell her she couldn't take a step closer to the formerly thought-to-be-beautiful house.

"Darn it! Curse you Damon!" her claws came out and fangs too. Her mind was set on killing Damon; no one needed to convince her out of it. "Up next,.." she drove speedily in James Bond's style, as if in a race. "Damon's home."

She was previously experiencing a panic attack.

The devil who killed her sister roamed freely like a bird. No justice for her and her dead sister. Guilt ate her up each day despite her convincing herself she was training—getting ready so revenge would be sweet.

It needed not be sweet. That was selfish. It needed to be done! It needed to be bitter!

Luciana's eyes were steady on the road. She was out of Red City and was heading straight right to her enemy's home. How she knew his home? It's a mistery. But she knew it alright.

A sadist smile slapped across her cheeks as the dark house was visible to her eyes. Yes, she drove a couple of miles before reaching here, but here she was.

The mansion was painted black and white but was mostly black. Men in dark shades and suits stationed oustside. She had no idea on how she'd pass, no, but was darn sure she was ready to rip all their throats out.

The large black gates automatically opened and to her surprise, a jeep made its way out. Her eyes sparked when the tinted window was whined down and she saw no other person than evil Alpha Damon seated at the backseat.

They shared a gaze for a while. Surprise gleamed in the Alpha Damon's eyes, and he offered her a side smirk maintaining this locked connection.

DEAR JULIETTA.