Luna's Forbidden Love

Chapter 4

Book 1: Chapter 4

My father was the first to the break the silence, by turning to Alpha Zev – to Seth – who claimed I was his mate. "You are mistaken" my father growled in fury.

Seth narrowed his eyes at my father, "I am not mistaken. She is mine".

"She is a child" my father argued. Seth looked back over at me, looking me over once more before he seemed to grasp what my father was saying.

"Damn, how old are you?" he asked me, seeming to snap out of his protectiveness. I opened my mouth to answer but my father beat me to it.

"She is sixteen. She hasn't even Shifted yet" he snapped. "There is no way she is your mate. You're old enough to be her father".

Seth snorted, "not quite. But, yes, I see your point". He sighed heavily, running a hand down his face looking stressed. I wasn't really sure how to take the

entire situation. I hadn't Shifted, so I didn't feel the mating bond yet. But I was extremely attracted to Seth, extremely.

"Perhaps I made a mistake" Seth said, looking at me again. "She is too young to be my mate".

"You don't make a mistake about the mate bond" Dean shrugged. "She's obviously your mate dude".

"There is a fourteen year ago gap" Alpha Peters frowned, "has anyone ever heard of an age gap that big between mates before?" No one said anything as I bit

the inside of my cheek – not sure what to say. It shocked me that Seth was thirty, I mean that seemed pretty old to me.

"Mates are supposed to be similar ages. This is not right" Seth growled angrily.

I frowned in annoyance, "you don't want me as a mate?" The question came out before I could stop it. Seth looked at me, his blue eyes cold and guarded.

"I'd rather not have a child for a mate" he snapped at me. I was taken back slightly by his hostility towards me.

"Dude, chill out" Dean spoke up. "It's not her fault there is such an age gap".

"This is wrong" Seth roared, throwing his hands up in anguish. At his anger and dominance, a lot of the Wolves stood up straighter and became more alert. In novelbin

all the mate business I had forgotten that Seth was one of the strongest Alpha's in the country – it was understandable he was feared. "This is so fucking

wrong" Seth snapped.

"Damn right it is" my father agreed.

"I need some space to think" Seth began.

"I--" I began, not sure what I was actually going to say. But it didn't matter, Seth cut me off before I got more than one word out.

"Away from you goddammit" he growled, eyes glowing menacingly at me. Instantly my eyes began to water as he spun on his heels and stormed away from

me. A few seconds later the front door slammed. There was a moment of stillness between everyone. Then the only Wolf I hadn't been introduced to in the

room, turned to Dean.

"He might listen to you. Go after him" he told the third in command.

"Will do boss" he walked past me and gave me a wink. "See you later kid".

I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, feeling pathetic as everyone else just looked at me. It was my mother who finally broke the silence. Moving over to

me, she put her arm around me. "Howard, I'm taking her home" she told my father. My father nodded in agreement.

Feeling too confused and upset, I let my mother tow me out the house. I was sniffing, trying not to cry, the entire walk home. My mother had her arm over my

shoulders as we walked in silence, but it didn't make me feel any better.

"Here, sit down, honey" my mother said, when we got home.

"I think I just want to go to bed" I told her.

"But Mabel--"

"I need to think" I snapped at her, cutting her off. My voice broke slightly as I tried to control my emotions. I wasn't even sure what I felt really – but I felt

rejected more than anything.

Not letting my mother argue, I turned away from her and rushed up the stairs. Inside my bedroom I locked the door, before leaning against it. I stood there for a

moment before sliding down the back of it. I couldn't make sense of anything – my mate was the Alpha of the biggest Pack in country, but he didn't want me.

Seth was incredibly attractive and I was sure he had girls falling over him all day. It shouldn't have been a shock that he didn't want me as a mate – not only

was I a rude teenager, I wasn't even a pretty rude teenager. I looked like I was twelve and the guy was thirty. I shouldn't have been surprised he didn't want

me.

But I felt like I had just been sucker punched. I hadn't given the idea of finding my mate so young a lot of thought, but when I did think about it I was older and

my mate didn't care what I looked at. My mate should have loved me for me, not caring that I wasn't as pretty as most She-Wolves.

Seth shouldn't have cared about my age or my looks. But he did.

I sat with my back to the door for about an hour, just thinking about everything that had gone down in the five minute's I'd been inside the Alpha's house. It was

a farce how quickly everything had happened. Seth saw me and within seconds he wanted to reject me.

A little voice in my head told me that he hadn't rejected me and maybe he was going to run back to me and apologise, and tell me that my looks didn't matter

and my age didn't matter because I was his mate.

But he didn't come running back.

I showered, having a small pity cry to myself, before climbing into my bed. Resting my head on the pillow, I wondered if there was anything I should have done

differently when meeting Seth. But then I knew that it didn't really matter – our relationship was doomed the moment he saw me. To him, I was just a kid. And

he had a Pack to run, a War to fight and real life responsibilities, while I spent my days trying to avoid bullies and getting annoyed when soccer practice got

cancelled. I was just a kid, and he was a very powerful Alpha.

I must have fallen asleep at some point, but when I woke up Seth was still not awaiting me. I climbed out of bed, my curly hair sticking up in every damn

direction. "May, you in there?" a voice called out, a soft knock on the door.

I unlocked my door and looked up to see Dean – Seth's third in command. "Did I wake you up?" he asked, glancing at me with a smirk. I wore a pair of old

batman pyjama pants with holes in them, with a black tank top, and my hair still looked like I had been electrified.

"Yeah. What do you want?" I sighed, my voice hoarse from waking and crying the night before.

"Came to see if you were alright" he shrugged, smiling softly at me. I narrowed my eyes in annoyance, trying to brush my hair down.

"My parents let you in?" I asked in shock.

"No, your father refused to let me in. So I waited until everyone had left before climbing in the window" he grinned brightly. I looked at him, trying to gage if he

was lying or not. When I realised he wasn't, I was both shocked he'd broken in but more shocked that my parents were letting me have the day off school.

"I'm fine. Go away". I took a step back, getting ready to push the door shut. His hand snapped out look and stopped the door. I tried to push against him but he

just looked at me sarcastically.

"I have super strength, kid, and you're wearing batman pants" he smirked.

"Go away Dean. I don't want you here" I snapped at him. I dropped my hand from my bedroom door and he instantly sobered up.

"I'm sorry about how Seth acted yesterday. He was just shocked is all, you have to understand that he's thirty and you're still a kid. He wasn't expecting it" he

explained.

"Uh-huh, and why isn't he here explaining himself?" I demanded.

"He wants to but--"

"Oh bullshit" I cut him off, rolling my eyes at him. "He's the Alpha of the biggest pack in the country, if he wanted to be here then he would. He doesn't want me

as a mate".

"No he does want you as a mate, but he...um...he is..."

"Please go away, Dean. You're making me feel worse" I told him. He stopped the door before I could close it again.

"Look just get dressed and let me take you to him. No matter what happens you need to at least speak to him" he told me, his eyes looking at me seriously.

Running my hand down my face, cringing as I touched my bruised face, I thought over it all.

"Fine, let me get changed" I sighed – knowing that he was right. Even if he was going to deny me as his mate, he still needed to tell me to my face that he was

not accepting me. I needed to get it over with. Dean was thankful and disappeared out my room and downstairs.

I quickly looked through my clothing, trying to find something nice to wear – but I didn't own anything that would suddenly make me attractive. Glancing in the

mirror, at my body I decided that I should wear something tight. I mean, my body was alright. I spent my life playing some sort of sport, so I was muscled with

thick thighs and wide hips. I was bottom heavy with minimum at the top.

So I pulled on my tightest jeans, which had rips on the knees, before pulling on a plain white blouse. My hair was just not behaving, no matter how much

product I put it in, so I braided it quickly and pulled on my trusty baseball cap. I then rushed over to the mirror and sagged in defeat. I didn't really look any

different.

I thought about using some makeup from my mother's room, but knew that I would never be able to apply any of it, so quickly dismissed this idea. "Get a grip

on yourself May" I whispered to my reflection. "Whatever he does, just don't cry in front of him. You're not that weak, you don't have to cry in front of him".

I gave myself once last nod of encouragement, before heading out the room.