Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

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Keeping my arms folded for the entire ride, Alec didn’t even try to touch or talk to him.

Which, half way annoyed me more. However, I felt more like being left alone. There was a

few times that Alec’s phone went off but even though I was curious, my desire to not talk

to him was stronger.

Pulling into the packhouse, my door was open before the car even stopped rolling. “F uck,

Kristen.” I heard Alec mutter as my legs power walked inside.

“Kristen!” My dad’s voice surprised the hell out of me, causing me to almost trip over my

own foot.

“D-dad?” Luna Erin, Alpha Marc and Luna An n were all standing around in the foyer

talking. There was some pack members filtering in and out but otherwise not paying any

attention to the alpha’s.

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“Can you not remember your manners! I swear, I did not rai-” An n started a rant.

Unfortunately for her, my mood was very poor. Without even thinking, my right fist pulled

back and connected perfectly with her chin. Instantly knocking her out cold.

I immediately knew I f ucked up but I wasn’t waiting around to hear about it. I kept

walking. Not even acknowledging dad or anyone else. There were many gasps echoing

across the foyer. People moved out of my way as I ran up the stairs. There was so much

rage in me that tears had threatened to spill.

It took me a few tries to unlock the bedroom door but it finally sprang open. Throwing it

shut behind me, I expected to hear it slam shut but it never came. Glancing back, Alec

had sl*pped in behind me. Putting my hands on my hips, I waited for him to start yelling at

me. Instead, he went over to the bar and poured two whiskeys before grabbing both cups

and the bottle. Placing them on the coffee table, he sat down on the couch. With one hand

over the back of the couch and his leg crossed, he sipped his drink as he looked at

me. After a minute, he leaned forward and pushed the other cup towards me.

I was so confused. I expected to be yelled at, maybe even punished but he was offering

me a drink?

Maybe this was the calm before the storm. Cautiously, I walked up and shot the whole

thing back before

setting it down. Alec leaned forward and poured me another.

Shooting that one back, I was tired of waiting. “Where is all the yelling?”

“I’m not going to yell at you.” Alec said in an unusually level tone.

“Why?” This time, I filled up my own drink.

“Nothing to yell at you for.” Alec shrugged as he got comfortable again.

I didn’t know how to react to this. Do I sit? Keep standing here? After shifting awkwardly

for a few more

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minutes, I eventually took a seat on the other side of the couch, no where close to

touching Alec: “How

“You can literally feel my every emotion.” It sounded more b itchy than I intended.

“True but I would like you to explain and tell me what you want to.”

“Well, Dr. Phil…” I said sarcastically.

“Don’t f ucking do that.” Alec’s eyes narrowed at me. I knew he hated when I used

sarcasm against him

but there wasn’t much for caring about people’s feelings right now in me.

“What do you f ucking want me to say?” My anger was rising again. Standing up, I started

pacing as the word vomit started spilling.

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Mrs. Smith

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