I Am The Luna

Chapter 0543

ADRIANA

It's been a week since I arrived here and I already feel at home, although at times I feel a little overwhelmed by the luxuries I am given.

Atticus is indeed wealthy. He's a businessman on top of being an alpha and even with meetings, training, pack stuff to do and everything else in between he still has time for me.

I am in awe of how much this man is able to do, and according to Patrick, he's always been a beast when it came to keeping up with everything. I can also tell from the way everyone acts and talks around him that they fear and respect him.

A respect that I am impressed to say has now passed to me too.

And I've snuck around. There's no one badmouthing him or me. No one questioned his decisions, and everyone only seemed to have good to say.

Yeah, I heard a couple of women swooning over him, but followed with how they feel I'm so lucky rather than wishing me dead.

He was right, I have to admit that. He does know his pack.

Also, with every passing day, I'm seeing another side to my alpha mate. Oh, and I think I'm sticking to my theory. Actually, it's solidified that men in suits are kinky-as-fuck.

come without even touching me with his bare hands, lips, or dick. Pain and pleasure are the ingredients to an intoxicating concoction he creates, and I am in love with it. This is a

absolutely caring, charming and romantic. Can

think so. Atticus is

join the pack and become Luna. I glance at the time. It's late but I can't sleep. Atticus isn't back, but although he told me to sleep,

today and got

he's late since he said he wanted to

are arriving here in the morning, and 1 get on pretty well with Patrick and

boys, but Nicole has been making an effort and

+20 BONUS

takes off his jacket and removes his tie and pulls open

ask softly as I

should have slept," he says, taking hold of my chin and

text," I reply as I tug him onto the bed and begin undoing his buttons for

hold of my hand as he admires my nails. I smile. I love how he notices the littlest

invited the Kings to the ceremony. Why?"

up at me, his face unreadable. "I want it perfect for you and this is a pack

tucked under my phone on the bedside table. It's a picture and I hold it up so he can see. One taken on New Year's Eve

he takes it, not even giving it a second glance