??The Alpha’s Luna is a segz Freak??
Solely penned by ✍️
? Author Kelvin Iwuchukwu ??
Chapter 22
Orla hears the sound of the knock on the door and she looks up immediately. She was alone in Logan’s sister’s room which was likely as it seemed. Yes, she was previously planning to stay in the same room as Logan since the night she arrived here, but after what happened between them the previous night, she had moved over to the next room before he would come out of the shower.
Orla had cried herself to sleep that night, she couldn’t help but h@ťě herself, she h@ťěd the feeling of being insecure, she loved what she had with Logan and she feared it would all come to an end if he finds out the truth about her.
Which man would feel safe in a relationship where his mate would probably screw another guy in his absence? She had put herself in the place of the male and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to do it; she wouldn’t accept a nymphomaniac as a mate if she was a man.
But that was the problem with Orla, she didn’t realize that she needed to accept and love herself first in order to give others the chance to do the same. If she doesn’t accept herself, how would other people do that?
The fact still remains that self-love is the best kind of love, and if you feel you are not worthy, then you are only giving others permission to think the same of you.
The knock came a second time and her heart skipped, she was scared of having to face Logan after the previous night and she had seriously hoped that he would go to work without having to face her.
If he had done that, then she would have been able to leave the house before he returned. She believed it was better to end their relationship on suspense than for him to find out the truth about her and h@ťě her for it.
She could bear his disappointment and anger but not his hatred. He was the only thing in her life right now that made sense and she didn’t want to screw it up, she wished it would last forever even though she knew it wouldn’t.
“Orla, please open the door,” she finally heard his voice and her heart melted that moment. He sounded so nice? Wasn’t he mad at her anymore?
Orla stood up immediately and walked quietly to the door; she held the metal door handle and felt sparkles erupt through her. He was holding the handle from the other side, he must have felt it too, the connection between them, the effects of the mate bond!!
Her heart skipped the moment she felt it and she let go of the door handle, she turned around and placed her back against the door gently. She relaxed her head against the door and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths in and out to calm her racing heart.
“Orla, I know you are there and you can hear me. I can literally hear your heartbeat across the door, please open up,” he pleaded.
Orla sighed and shook her head gently, and then she turned around and let out the air in her lungs. She held the door handle again and gently turned it, before unbolting the upper part.
She then opened the door slowly and came to face Logan; he was still in his pajamas which means he had just gotten up from bed. Orla looked down, trying to avoid those intimidating eyes of his, there was something about him that made her body shudder in his presence.
“Hey, can I come in?” he asked and without looking at him, she gazed that he smiled; that enchanting smile.
“Su…Sure, yeah.” She stuttered nervously and stepped aside. She had expected him to be mad at her for what she did the previous night, she had literally annoyed him with a half erect Ďïčk and left him to take care of it himself; for a werewolf, that was torture because they were creatures with high libido.
He chuckled and walked in before she closed the door. She had no idea why she had even closed it, shouldn’t she have left it open?
Orla gathered courage and turned to face him, she tried to speak immediately. “Look Logan, I am…”
He cut her short immediately. “Orla wait, you don’t need to explain to me, I understand it was my fault and I am really sorry for that. I should have never gotten upset with you, but rather try to understand you. I get that you are scared of something and because of that you don’t want me to place a mark on you, so I promise I will be patient with you for as long as it takes. I will be patient till whenever you are ready, as long as you will want to bear my mark someday.”
Orla felt guilt wash over her when he said those words. Here he was taking the blame for what happened the previous night even though she was at fault. He was her mate and as long as she had not rejected him, he had the right to place his mark on her, it was the tradition that fully inducts her into the mate bond.
Werewolves always feel more connected to each other after the male has claimed her with his mark, they share thoughts and emotions and the male would always be able to find the female wherever she went.
Orla sniffed in while trying to hold back the tears. “Thank you,” was the only word she was able to mutter. Why did the goddess punish such a nice man with a burden like her? What had Logan done to deserve such punishment?
“Oh come on, please don’t cry,” he muttered and drew her to his chest. She wrapped her arm around him and hugged him tightly.
“Aren’t you going to work today?” she asked without letting go of him. He had placed his jaw on her silky hair while caressing it.
“Of course I am, I just wanted to sort things out before leaving or I would never feel at ease, I might have just come running back a few hours later if I did.” he confessed and she laughed.
Then she looked up at him and blushed. “I love you Logan,” she uttered while caressing his soft beards.
“I love you too, Milseán,” he replied with a smile.
Orla furrowed her eyebrows, “What does that mean?” she asked curiously.
Logan chuckled. “Funny that your roots can be traced back to Ireland but you don’t even know the basics of their language,”
Orla frowned and let go of him. “Are you going to tell me or what?” she asked with folded arms.
Logan smirked. “I am going to shower, so if you want to know, you should come with me,” he said seductively and headed for the door.
Orla smiled and watched him leave. “Shower huh?” she muttered to herself and smirked. She had an idea, a really naughty one, and it was all going to go down in the shower!!
To be continued!!