When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)



Chapter 105 ARTEMISIA

Now I understand what my mother was talking about.

With a smile, I let my fingers glide on my mark as I think back at the amazing feeling when I got it.

This time it was painful as well, but the stinging was more pleasant, and the moment when his teeth sunk into my shoulder during my orgasm was breathtaking.

Putting me into an ecstasy which made my head spin, allowing Cassy to take over without me even noticing, I ended up marking him too.

I'm glad she did, but I'm disappointed as I expected her to get back talking to me normally while she just grew meaner, attacking me even more often during the day.

But as I was feeling so thoroughly happy, I focused on what Giorgio once taught me, and put up a wall to tune her out.

"If I were to ask you something important, Would you answer me truthfully?" I am about to make a sarcastic response, but seeing the serious expression on his face, I lay my hands into my lap with a light chuckle.

"Always, my Alpha."

"Were you ever involved in pack matters? With your father or maybe also your brother as he underwent the training." Cayden walks into the room, making me tap the place next to me to get him to sit down. "Maybe you helped him with something?"

I shake my head with a sad smile as he sits down on the couch next to me. "No, it was not my place to interfere with the men. Especially since there were so many of them. I was too busy to listen to my mom telling me about all this Luna stuff."

He sighs, and I close my magazine in my lap. "Is something the matter?"NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

"Maybe..." he groans, leaning his head back on the backrest of the couch.

"You know," I chuckle, caressing his hair. "If you condemn me to a day of relaxation, you should really do the same."

He flashes me a smug smile before closing his eyes. "Your orgasms are way more exhausting than mine. And a marking isn't a walk in the park either."

"How cocky you are," I say with a chuckle. "I love it."

As he reopens his eyes and pulls me closer to his side, I smell something feebly. Grabbing his collar, I inch closer slowly, smelling at him again. "Oh, are you wearing some kind of new fragrance?"

He looks at me with a questioning look as he shakes his head, “No.”

"Hmm, pity," I say pensively, straightening my spine. "It smells awfully good."

I flash him a smile while he presses his tongue to his upper teeth with a smug grin. "Does it?"

I nod, squirming in my seat, I nearly get set to flames under his intense gaze.

"How interesting," he says cryptically, his grin widening.

"Why?" I ask, suppressing my chuckle as I squint my eyes at him.

But he doesn't answer my question, but just grabs me to tickle me.

"No, stop it!" I plead between laughter. "Cayden!"

My chest heaves as he stops, and I notice that he has overpowered me, getting me to lie beneath him. He lowers himself to press a kiss on my mouth, and I hum happily as I enjoy the friction of our lips touching.

"You'll find out soon enough," he says mockingly, and I let my fingers glide on his shirt as I sulk.

"Meanie."

He laughs, not moving off me as he leans in to graze my cheek with his nose.

"Did something happen with my family?" I ask, and he nods.

Taking a deep sigh, he presses a kiss on my jawline. "The trial that I told you about. It is going in quite a strange direction."

“Will you tell me about it?" I ask him, getting him to look at me with a bright smile.

"Of course, my Luna. I have to!"

***

The next day I feel even more exhausted than the day before.

Even if I was forced to relax all day, I was done with the relaxing part about one-half into it.

As soon as Cayden had filled me in on everything, I felt awfully anxious.

I had to promise him not to contact any of my brothers because my fingers were already burning up to slap him through the phone. Crossing my arms, I get a curious look from Logan, who is standing next to me while we are watching Fynn shouting at the warriors.

Well... I guess I'm watching him. He is certainly watching the warriors train.

I know that my family proceeded to have a great relationship with Rick and his family even after what had happened, and I just accepted it as I thought it was for the pack's sake.

But as I got to know that Emma was

saved and brought back from the Gray Shadow Moon pack I was furious. As if that wasn't shocking enough, I got even more shocked as

I

I found out that my family supported

him nevertheless, and even went along with the jerk, claiming Fynn trespassed.

I know that they hate the Blackwoods and the Red Fang Pack, but this is too much.

Also, what was this bullshit about

me being kidnapped when we talked on the phone, or a few days ago even via mind link, regularly and he didn't tell me once that he was going to address the high council about me being held by the Blackwoods against my will?

Stomping my feet into the ground, I tsk, my body too restricted to hold back this immense frustration.

“Are you alright?” Logan asks, making me scoff.

"Yeah, totally alright."

Drake's growlrumbles through my

mind and I look up to find Fynn glaring at me shortly before he concentrates back on his warriors. "Keep calm, princess. Tell me

angering you, and I'm going who is

kick

his sorry ass."

I laugh at him being his usual ruffian self, cheering up my mood playfully.

"Here you are, Missy!" Lisa smiles at me as she reaches us with fast steps. "I was told at the hospital that you took a day off and I was worried." Her gaze sways over to my mate as the edge of her mouth twitches. "Oh, hi, Logan."

I don't like the look in her eyes and I also find something very disturbing in her tone, but I shake the feeling off me, thinking I must be hallucinating. Logan marked me by force, so any involvement on her part would be just incredibly stupid at this point.

She is just about to open her mouth again as she gets interrupted. Her attention gets drawn to something behind us as her eyes widen and she closes her mouth back up.

Suddenly, a strange feeling surges up to my chest from my legs, causing an uncomfortable shudder to ripple through me.

Logan and I turn practically simultaneously, and I have to stifle a scream as I get scared the living daylights out of me.