Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: 69-My Perfect Mate

Haiden:

I had received a message from the makeup artist that she had finished her job. So I transferred the money to her bank account, not thinking too much about it. There was so much going on in my mind that I couldn’t focus on anything but looking around and trying to find familiar faces in the crowd, especially among the women who might be around my sister’s age now. Every woman who passed by me, I would stare at her, and I’m pretty sure they thought I was a creep.

I had actually gone to get dressed in the other guest room because it was getting crowded, and I wanted the makeup artist to work in peace. That was when I decided to go back and check if Clementine was ready so we could all head downstairs and attend the party. However, the minute I stepped in, I almost bumped into Ian’s gigantic back before I noticed who he was staring at.

Right before me stood a woman so gorgeous that my heart stopped for a second. All the thoughts and worries left my mind. I couldn’t look away from her beautiful face, not even for a second. She had a little fuller cheeks but still a sleek jaw and a tiny chin. I was glad they hadn’t hidden her freckles because they gave her such a sexy look. Her big, beautiful eyes looked even prettier today. Her rosy cheeks, her puffy red lips, and then her hair—her hair was so curly, shiny, and bouncy that the moment I first saw it, when she took off her hat, I knew she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. But that day, she looked even more stunning.

And then her figure, I didn’t even want to focus on it, but my eyes kept drifting to her cleavage, then her waist, then to how wide her hips were in contrast to her waist and legs. It was an hourglass figure, but somehow even sexier. I kept staring at her, and I’m pretty sure I was drooling at that point.

I didn’t understand why she always hid herself and looked like a mess. I remembered how she used to wear torn clothes, sometimes with dirt or food stains on them. She would barely even show her fingers. Her oversized sweater sleeves were always pulled down to hide her nails. And then the way she acted, it annoyed everyone. She was just, like I used to call her, a sack of potatoes, because there was no personality to her. She wouldn’t speak. She wouldn’t interact. She would barely move. Her gestures were so minimal that sometimes I felt like I was bullying a sack.

But now, watching her, I began to wonder what was going through the Moon Goddess’s mind to make me feel mate bond to her. Was it a punishment? Had I punished an innocent soul? It felt like the Goddess gave me the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, but in the back of my mind, I knew I could never have her, not after everything I had done to her.

"What the fuck?"

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Yorick curse from behind me. I turned to look at him and saw him staring at her with the same expression Ian had. And it gave me so much anxiety. Why the fuck were they looking at her like that?

"That’s enough staring," I finally snapped.

Ian quickly shook his head and started to walk away, pointing at her. "You wasted a lot of makeup and money on this one," he commented, as if I was a fool. Did he not think I was an alpha and a man just like him? I could tell when someone looked at someone with desire or disgust. Of course, Clementine didn’t think that. She didn’t know him well, so she only rolled her eyes at him. But I knew he was fucking ogling her.

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