??The Alpha’s Luna Is A segz Freak??
Solely penned by ✍️
? Author Kelvin Iwuchukwu ??
Strictly 18+??
Chapter 39
Logan stood there in awe; he didn’t even know how to feel as he watched the two of them at the table. The cleaner had stepped back and gone down on his knees with an appealing face, pleading with the CEO
Orla got down from the table slowly, she pulled down her skirt while looking down with guilt; the lust had cleared from her eyes and she was ashamed of herself. What had she done? She had messed up again barely two weeks after she promised to control her segzual urges, what was wrong with her?
Logan took a step closer, matching on the flower in the process, he stared at Orla silently and then he turned to the cleaner.
He sighed heavily, “Get out, I don’t want to ever see your face again and if you say a word about this to anyone, you would be as good as dead,” he warned in a soft but cold voice.
The man didn’t even think twice before running off; he had just lost his job but at least he still had his life, maybe he should have said no when the Boss’s mistress caught him staring at her P@ŋtîēṣ and offered him her Pu$$y, maybe he should have turned down the offer and resisted the temptation, but he didn’t and now look how it ended.
Logan watched him run off till he was far away from the office, the Alpha could hear his footsteps as he ran into the elevator with his heart pounding inside his chest, and then Logan turned to Orla; she was still cold and silent with her face down.
Logan turned around to walk away and she called his name, he paused and looked back at her. “Come with me,” he said in a soft and blunt voice, he was obviously hiding the anger, pain and frustration in his mind as he didn’t want to vent on her here in the office.
Orla adjusted her clothes and went after him immediately, she had never felt this guilty and embarrassed before, she just wished the earth would open up and swallow her but of course that wasn’t possible, even for creatures that defy the laws of nature like themselves.
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“Logan, I am sorry,” Orla said amidst tears for the sixth time since they got into the car but Logan still remained quiet like the previous times, he didn’t reply or even look at her face, he just drove out of the company gates and sped into the highway.
Orla knew that he was heartbroken, even though he was wearing a poker face to conceal his emotions, she could still feel it. Even without her powers, she would be able to tell that he was very mad at her, but who wouldn’t be?
There were two things that hurt a werewolf the most, the first was finding their mate cheating and the second was losing their mate to death or a rejection; the latter might be devastating but it didn’t make the first any less painful.
Orla knew that Logan could be reckless at times, but he had never drove at such a speed before, he was blaring his horn past cars, dogs and traffic lights and that bothered her, he was obviously not in the right state of mind.
“Please Logan, scream at me and punish me in any other way but please don’t stay quiet with me, your silence hurts and terrifies me even more than your anger, please just say something, I am sorry, Logan,” she begged in tears while pulling on his pants.
Logan matched the brakes immediately in the middle of the road and Orla almost bumped her head into the windscreen as she wasn’t in her seat belts.
“Talk to you?!! What in the name of Christ do you want me to talk to you about?” he snapped at her vehemently in frustration. “Just shut the f-__-k up and don’t say a word to me, okay?!!” he screamed at her.
And without waiting for a reply, he pushed the gear and jammed the accelerator with full force, forcing Orla to slide back with force this time.
“Better get in your d@mn seatbelts,” was his last words as he broke almost a dozen traffic rules on his way home.
All Orla could do for the rest of the trip home was cry while they drove home in silence, this was the angriest she had ever seen Logan and she was surprised that he didn’t try to raise his hand at her even at that.
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They arrived home and Logan dragged her into his bedroom; that was the first time he was being that hard with her, he dragged her into his bedroom and shut the door.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” he finally screamed at her, venting out all of the frustration he had been holding back on the way.
Orla couldn’t speak anymore; she just sat on the floor where she had fallen with her face staring down and tears flowing like a river.
“Have you suddenly gone dumb or maybe deaf that you can’t hear me, I said what the hell is wrong with you?” he screamed and she shuddered in fear; he truly had never been this mad at her.
“Logan, I am sorry, I am sorry,” those were the only words her mind could think of, it had gone foggy entirely like it was out of service.
“You are sorry? Is that all you have got to say? You had a d@mn stranger sticking his tongue in your pu$$y and you say you are sorry? Do you even have any shame or self-respect left? What the hell is wrong with you? First the cleaner here at home, and then the cleaner at the office as well… Oh wait, I think I see a pattern, do you have a thing for cleaners? Is that it?” he asked angrily.
“No Logan, please forgive me, I am sorry,” she pleaded and tried to grab his shoes but he moved backwards, avoiding contact with her.
“Don’t touch me with those filthy cheating hands, what explanation could you possibly have? I was just few steps away from you, even if your cravings came, even if you were so horny that you couldn’t resist having segz, why didn’t you just walk over to my office? I would be willing to satisfy your urges anytime and any day, I told you that earlier, so I ask again, what the hell is wrong with you?” he barked
Orla couldn’t respond, she was hurt by his words and all she could do was shed tears like a baby.
“You know what? Henceforth, you are going to stay inside all alone, you won’t leave this house and I am going to sack all of the workers right away, both males and females… I am sure that it is what you want, you can now do wh@ťěver you want with yourself and your toys,” he spat out of anger and darted out of the room.
Orla fell face flat on the floor and wept. Perhaps she was right about being cursed all along. She brought pain to herself and everyone around her…
To be continued!!