Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 2 She Cured My Insomnia.

Caden’s POV:

Finished

To sharpen my skills, the Alpha of the Eclipse Pack handed over all the pack’s responsibilities and the management of the company’s capital expansion to me long before I was officially in charge.

As the heir, it was my duty, but what the hell was this sudden arranged marriage about?

Before I knew it, she had actually arrived at my home.

D*mn it, my fated mate was supposed to be “her,” and definitely not some unknown girl from the Shadow Pack.

I didn’t understand my grandfather’s decision. He knew that werewolves always had a destined mare, yet 18 years ago, he made a promise with his old friend, Hubert, to arrange this marriage.

The girl, Rosaline, was here. My grandfather had been calling me all afternoon, urging me to go pick her up. but I’d been deliberately delaying, making excuses. In the end, I heard that he sent one of the family drivers to fetch her.

I wasn’t interested in a pack from the extreme north like Frostmoore. I would get out of this arranged marriage sooner or later.

I had been busy all day, and by the time I returned home, it was already past midnight.

Managing the pack was exhausting, and I had drunk quite a bit of wine with dinner. My wolf, Edward, was urging me to sleep, so I hastily took a shower and collapsed into bed.

The soft mattress felt heavenly, but suddenly, I realized someone was in the bed with me.

In the dark. I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell she was a woman.

I froze, then before I could react, the woman turned over and pulled me into an embrace, murmuring. “Teddy, be good, it’s time to sleep.”

I was completely still.

Why did this feel so… right?

Her scent was faint, but it was so familiar. It was a fragrance that pierced my senses, tugging at something deep inside me.

She smelled just like her….

didn’t respond. At that moment, I couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or something else, but I

eyes, letting sleep take

had it been since I’d slept

saw

small, dark room, a young girl’s tiny body curled around me. Her soft voice whispered, “Don’t be

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She Cured My Insomnia

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she knew that I’d been searching for her for

her tightly, and she smiled, holding me just as tightly in return. The sensation of being in

A rapid knock on the door jolted

you have a morning meeting? Get up!”

Queenie’s voice came from the

odd–Queenie never woke

anxious, and I wondered what had made her so

was a faint, lingering scent in the air, and

soft. I could feel strands of hair tangled my

was I holding?

met with a pair of large

and I could finally see her face. She was

a thin nightgown, and she pointed at me, asking,

her. My grandfather had shown me her picture before. The moment I realized who she was, my

“Rosaline?”

indifference. She must have figured out who I

ended up

tried to seduce me the moment you arrived at the Holbrooks? Hah. The

me blankly, as if considering

were strict. As a guest and my fiancée, Rosaline should have been staying in the guest room. Seeing her here, it was obvious

“First of all, I didn’t seduce you. Queenie told me yesterday that this was my room. Mr. Holbrook, I’m not interested

you notice someone else in your bed? You held me while I slept, so how do you explain that? Could it be you’ve had

was still knocking outside the door.

was true,

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