The Alpha and His Contract Luna novel Chapter 11

I have never dressed as fast as I did today. Once I was done. I came out of my bedroom to find Sebastian seated on my couch. He had one leg over his lap, one arm over the back of a chair and the other had his phone. He was scrolling through something on his phone but I couldn’t tell what.

I cleared my throat. “I’m done. I hope this is okay” I say motioning to my dress.

I had decided on a simple but elegant red dress with black heels. I wasn’t trying to impress anyone. So there was no need to go beyond.

His eyes slowly scan my frame. I swear, it feels like liquid fire everywhere his eyes touch. I shift on my feet suddenly feeling too hot. When was the last time I had been with a man?

‘A few weeks before Miranda came back’ Blue tells me unhelpfully.

There was no denying that Sebastian was hot. And he was all male. A pure full blooded alpha male.

Given I haven’t had sex in a long time. It was understandable that I would react this way towards him. Wasn’t it?

“It will do…let’s go” he said flatly.

I silently huff at him. I had expected to get at least one compliment. I didn’t put too much effort but I still looked fucking amazing.

I reluctantly follow him out the door. I turn on the alarm system before going to him. He stands stiffly next to his car, almost as if he was also unexcited about this damn dinner.

“Get in” he commands, while opening the door for me.

I want to rebel but I was already dolled up. There was no way I was going to let my effort go in vain. So I get in, holding my tongue.

“At least he opened the door for you like a gentleman as compared to that rat bastard” Blue chimes in referring to Darren.

I don’t answer, just stare forward as Sebastian starts the car. Blue was right though.

Thinking back, not once had Darren ever opened the door for me. Even when we first started seeing each other. I don’t know how I never noticed that. Or maybe I did. I just chose to ignore it, thinking he was the one.

Just like that day, we don’t talk. Not even about our day. I had no idea where he was taking me and he seemed not in the mood to share that information.

I turn to look outside. Thinking about what Claire told me. Could it be true? That Krystal needed me. I want so much to believe it’s true, but I’m afraid. Afraid that my effort will be shunned away. I don’t think my heart can take any more heartbreak.

“We’re here” Sebastian said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I looked up to find we were at the Rosevelt. One of the prestigious restaurants in the city. He parks the car, turns off the ignitions and gets out. Seconds later he’s opening the door for me. I get out and immediately feel the chill in the air.

I stand beside the car while he locks it. He then leads me to the entrance. His hands curling on my lower back.

“What are you doing?” I ask almost breathlessly. Stopping in my tracks.

The way he held me, was doing things to my body. Whether I liked it or not was yet to be decided.

I blame my reaction on my hormones.

“Just act naturally and continue walking. I think there is a paparazzi following us” he whispers softly.

I stiffen for a second before forcing myself to relax. We resume our walk and soon enough we are inside the restaurant.

The minute we step inside, the manager rushes to us followed by a waiter. By his scent I can tell he’s a werewolf. There’s no logical way of explaining it. We just have a way of telling our own species.