Chasing His Betrayed Luna - Chapter 38: Chapter 38

LARISA’S POV (2)
I knew he was coming home to ask me questions. Although I didn’t know why he was coming home to question me after he had spent the last four nights and days away from me, treating me like I was one of his home servants.
However, I was told he was on his way to me and I laid out a trap for him.
Yes, my body.
Lucas has always been weak to his bones when it comes to my body and even though he hasn’t touched me or made love to me in years, I knew just how to make him crumble… how to make him say, “Stay with me, Lorraine. Please.”
Lucas stepped closer to the bed and I smiled, stretching my hand out to pull in flat over my body. I just knew he would make love to me today and maybe mark me. The dinner with my parent failed to push him to take the final step but this would.
“I’ve missed the feeling of your hands on me, Lucas. Please-” I started, staring at him with lust in my eyes.
But rather than take my hand, Lucas picked up the thick black duvet I had kicked off the bed the second I got the information about his possible arrival at the mansion, and to my surprise, he dropped it over my body, barely staring at my naked state. What?
“Lucas?” I called out of shock and what I knew was humiliation.
“No, Lorraine.”
The second wave of shock hit me when he uttered the word ‘No” and the third knocked me down when I heard him say my full name instead of the pet name he gave me on the very day he confessed his undying love to me in my childhood room after he managed to convince my dad that I was the girl for him.
“No?” I tasted that word in my mouth, still unable to believe that Lucas said no to me.
Yes, he hasn’t been making love to me or even touching me like he should but I just felt like he had been busy with maintaining the image of the pack… until Fiona showed up looking all powerful and beautiful as much as I hated to admit. And yes, I felt threatened by her which was why I called my parents to our home for dinner. I thought my dad would be able to scare Lucas into marking me like he did with Lucas’s love confession when we were much younger.
“Put some clothes on, Lorraine. I’ve questions and I need honest answers.” Lucas said, unaffected by the fact that he just turned me down. His gray eyes held little to no emotions as he looked down at me, expecting me to scurry out of bed just to dress up.
I swallowed the humiliation he just shoved down my throat, digested it as fast as I could, and turned it into pure rage. “Do I look like I am in the mood to answer your questions, Lucas? You rejected me, Lucas!”
“Don’t raise your voice, Lorraine or-”
“Oh, I’m Lorraine to you all of a sudden? Does this have anything to do with what my dad said to you that night?” I hissed, holding the duvet tight to my chest as I couldn’t bear another dose of humiliation from him. “You’ve to understand him. He’s my dad and you can’t deny that your refusal to mark me isn’t tarnishing my image, Lucas. Why are you doing this to me? What have I done to deserve this from the man I loved and who claims to love me?”
I didn’t hesitate to rub his shortcomings in his face. He failed to love Fiona because he claimed to love me yet he has failed to love me properly.
“Just how much longer do I have to endure being your unclaimed woman? Tell me, Lucas. How much longer do I have to be insulted by members of the same pack I have been serving for years!” I gritted, watching as Lucas’s facial expression switched from mild anger to what I assumed was pity.
I shook my head, picking to stay angry rather than ashamed. “You pity me now? You must be kidding me, Lucas. If only you know the dirty ugly lies that these people have been passing around about me. They call me names just because I love you… just because I stood by you.”
Lucas sighed, “This is my fault. I’m sorry, Lorraine. I should have known you would never maltreat the servants or anyone at that.”
My eyes widened but I was quick to make them narrow before Lucas could notice, faking pain while anger breeds within me. What do you mean?”
Lucas told me he heard that I had been maltreating the lower-ranked wolves. I said a big fat thank you to the moon goddess for helping me say the right words even when I didn’t realize I needed help. I might have cursed the moon goddess out loud when she made Fiona Lucas’s destined mate but now, she was on my side. Clearly.
”
I felt at ease because Lucas chose to ask me instead of going to the servants. That could only mean he still trusted me and saw me as the sweet little Lorraine he fell in love with.
Awesome!
He was right where I needed him to be… if only he would just mark me and name me his Luna, our lives would be perfect.
“You came to me because you believed that lie, right?” I asked, biting my lower lips until tears brimmed in my eyes. “You might as well strip me off what’s left of my dignity and kick me out of your home. Or better still, say it to my face that I mean nothing to you. Perhaps I should have waited to see the flash of emotion in Lucas’s face but I walked out of his room to mine without looking at him and I quickly dressed up, running off to the one place I could get answers and most importantly, pleasure.
“Thank you for the heads up,” I said to him when I saw him sitting on the only wooden chair in our little hideout. “But why didn’t you tell me what he heard so I could prepare myself?”
“Because I trusted you to be prepared always.” His raspy voice had me holding my breath. “By the way, are you here to question me or to get laid?”
“Both,” I muttered but like always, I got laid before moving to questions.