Luna

Chapter Twenty

"Don't forget to breath, my love."

Lilly

"Don't you think that chicken is better too? I love chicken, but my mom usually cooks beef. I also love beef, but sometimes, before I sleep, I keep on thinking how delicious fried chicken or grilled chicken is. I can't help but to feel hungry so I always get up in the middle of the night and try to find some chicken."

After I hear a long rambling, I saw a teenager with green eyes and curly hair looking at me while standing at the door of the kitchen.

It is already after I interrupted the meeting of Lucas. Earlier, I was just walking around and trying to find the kitchen when I heard a loud sound of explosion. I wasn't worried because I didn't feel Lucas or any of our pack members was in danger. I knew everyone was safe, but the explosion was loud and before I realize it, my feet already dragged me to the conference room.

There I saw the big wall destroyed into pieces. All of the guests alphas and their guards were in a protective stance and Lucas was crushing a "were-like." From the looks of it, the "were-like" was not weak. However, Lucas ended him like he was crushing a bug. His face didn't show any emotion even when the blood and meat of the "wolf-like" spattered like rain from the air.

He looked like a glorious death god.

But, I still can't get over how this glorious death god who can kill without any expression on his face is also a very flirty man. Why does he always kiss me in front of others? He even kissed in front of the guests! I don't have the heart to come near them again.

"Why is your face red?" I was awakened from my thoughts by this question. "Is the chicken so spicy? Or is it because you made out with alpha again?"

"?!" What? I suddenly stand up and accidentally push the chair I was sitting on the ground.

I didn't make out with him!

"Ahhhh. I guess it's the second." The little guy say as he walks over to the table to grab a bit of my chicken.

"Yuck! This doesn't taste good. The chicken is under-cooked. Look! There's even a bit of blood in here. And it tasted so bad! What is this amount of salt? Did you cook this yourself? Or is the cook trying to kill you with this saltiness?" He complains.

I feel the guy who led me to the kitchen tensed.

"N..no." I reply to the loud guy. "I don't think someone is trying to kill me." I tell him in a low voice. The meal indeed tastes awful. I know I am still being hated, and being the alpha's mate won't change it. Actually, it is already a miracle that somebody cooked a meal for me. Other than Tristan, no one else aside from Lucas talks to me. Not even this guy who seems to be guarding me.

Ahh, yes. The little kid yesterday and this guy here also initiated talking to me.

I look at him and find that he is still sporting an ugly expression while he gives the chicken an ugly stare.

"Why don't you throw this meal and join me to look for something delicious?" He offers. I feel that a smile is starting to creep out of my mouth. I bite my lips to stop myself from smiling.

"No, but thank you. We shouldn't throw food." I mumble in reply. Only a few days ago I still have little to no food. We shouldn't waste any food in our table.

"But it tastes grosssssssss." The curly guy says with a strong expression. He even extends his hands to emphasize how disastrous the food tastes.

"Uhm.. Can I ask. uhm, your name?" I ask him hesitantly. This is the first time in my life that I ask somebody for his name.