The Unwanted Luna
Their Mate, My Saviors Chapter 25

-POV

Tanya-

I took another drag from my cigarette as I looked over the bustling streets of Paris. After our little party in Venice, I thought it would be more fun to make a pitstop at my favorite shopping destination. I let the cigarette burn lower and lower until I pressed the bud into the silver ash tray clinging to the edge of the windowsill. "So, how was it with your betrothed? I feel like I've been the only one talking as of late?"

I looked down at the video image of my little sister, Marissa. She is daddy's favorite and I cannot deny she is nauseatingly perfect. However, once I marry Richard, he might look at me with a bit more respect. It will be my marriage that will keep our family afloat anyway. But...that would also include that Richard wouldn't be stupid enough to keep on this chase that my... informant has made me aware of. The chase that may ruin our entire image to the public and their image in politics. Ayame Pierce. Ugh.

I know he had someone else as his plaything, but I never would have guessed it was some bratty child that made it her mission to drive him insane. I even heard that he beats her. Oh well, better her than me. I winced, remembering his grip on my arm. That is not something I would like to repeat. "Tanya!" I jumped at my sister's voice and looked back down at the screen.

"Yes," My voice came out raspy and I cleared it before continuing. "Yes, Marissa. I hear you. I'm just...thinking...."

She giggled deviously. "Oh, I'm sure you are. This wedding is going to be legendary!" She squealed excitedly.

So cute that she was still in the stage of naivety that made her think every wedding was a fairytale. Richard and I played our parts well. That's it. It might become much harder for me to fill that role if that girl isn't found soon though. I don't want my life to become a never-ending bottle of concealer because he couldn't keep his toys in a safe. I forced a grin and nodded. I can't let her see my worry. No one can. I need to focus. "Of course. I am excited as well. I'm in Paris now. I might go see the venue again, just for nostalgia, no?" I asked her coyly. She squealed again and spun around. "I wish I could go with you." She whined before turning to an unknown entrant to our conversation. "Oh, but I have to go. I'll talk to you soon. Kiss." She blew a kiss at the screen and the phone when black.

I grabbed my glass of wine and leaned back on the light tan whicker chair. I guess it's time for me to play pretend again.

-POV Ayame-

You could hear a pin drop while the doctor inspected the subtle mark forming on my hips. I wasn't concerned about it. If anything, it made me feel warm. Wanted. Yeah, I know, after all the nonsense I went through, those thoughts should have been the furthest from my mind, but they weren't. I was able to console Conri and I was able to stop him from doing something he would regret. At least...he would regret the company who watched. Maybe not the action. Adolpha was asking for it. I risked a glance towards my triplets and Conri was staring directly at the salve being applied to my hips while Edon was gazing off somewhere - probably in a mind link - and Vilkas looked pissed.

"Do...um...no." I drew in a breath, now that my stuttering had drawn their attention back to me. "Umm.... Welcome home Conri and...Vil. I didn't say it earlier, but um...hi?" I said in a failed attempt to ease the tension in the room.

Conri nodded, stoic as ever, and Vil looked between the two of us while I tried out his nickname again. "Keep that on for a few hours and then you should be all set. Care to tell me what happened?" Doc asked, looking between me and the triplets.

I snorted as a giggle fell from my lips and shook my head. Shocking everyone in the room. "Let's just say Adolpha pissed off the wrong alpha and without me, she would probably be dead a lot sooner." I was concerned at how easily I responded with that, but it was the truth. I know the only reason why his fingers left a mark is because I'm human and Conri is a lycan. Yes, it makes a difference.

The doctor nodded. "Great. I'll go get your paperwork for you to sign, then you should be clear to go." Without adding anything else to his declaration, the doc got up and left. Once the door closed behind him, all four of us were sitting in the room quietly.

"I'm sorry." Vil said and I shot my attention to him almost immediately.

"You're what?! Wait, I'm confused." I shouted, catching myself off guard. He always tells me not to apologize and here he is saying the forbidden statement without any instigation.

"We will give you two some space." Edon said, and both him and Conri left the room.

Vil pulled the stool up to the side of the exam table and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, Ayame. I have been torturing you and myself, going back and forth about whether you are right for me or not. I'm...I'm a Dom, Ayame." He said as if that was a weight on his shoulder that he never thought he would be able to lift.

I blinked once, then again as I let it sink in. He's a dom...like...like Richard. My face paled instantly, and he hurriedly grabbed my hand. I stared at the term of endearment and he sighed. "I am nothing like him. I like it when you are feisty. Make comebacks, and...don't see me as the scary triplet, but I also need submission. Not just in the bedroom."

I continued to listen to him silently while he took my silence as a green light to continue. "However, submission is not congruent with torture like the asshole that did such horrid things to you before you got here. I just need you to trust me to make you feel safe, wanted and pleasured. I will not go beyond anything you don't want to do. I will always listen to you without question and there is nothing, I mean nothing you can say, that will make me angry enough to ever hurt you. A couple of spankings here and there, maybe, if you are up for it, but that's it." I tightened my grip around his fingers and he waited for me to respond. Is this what he was trying to tell me earlier? I was not expecting that, but I was not angry either. Maybe I need a little sizzle in my life. It's not something I didn't want before. That's how I ended up in the mess I was in in the first place. I looked up into his icy blue eyes that didn't look ferocious or intimidating...no, they looked protective.... Loyal. "Vil...I don't mind being a sub, but the last time I thought about walking down that path, I was met by Richard, who took advantage of my vulnerability. I...I can't do that again. I signed my life away to him and he didn't hesitate to remind me...regularly. That contract ruined my life." I said breathlessly. "But..."

He flinched and looked at me for any sign of running or fear. "But?" He said again.

"Give me some time. I promise you I will be a brat through and through, but now that I know this is what you are into, I might make this a little more fun." I said mischievously, trying to suppress my worry. A worry well served. I could tell that Vil and maybe even Conri have some dominant tendencies, but I really don't want to get hurt. I need them to tell me they won't hurt me through their actions and their patience. I might not jump into his arms right away, but maybe if we learn about each other more there might be an opportunity. "So, then what?" He asked a bit irritably.

I pulled my hand away and rested it on his cheek. "Truce....for now." I confirmed.

He scoffed, taking my hand away from his cheek and kissing my palm. The raging dominance that was illuminating from him now, made my body tingle and my interest pique. "For now." He growled.

I don't know why, but I started leaning towards him and my breath became raggid, but at the same time, the door opened, revealing the doc and Vil was now on the other side of the room faster than I could blink. I don't even want to know how he got there so fast. The doc looked between the two of us as his brow furrowed. "Something wrong, Alpha?" He asked curiously.

Vil scoffed and stormed out of the room. Ha! Baby steps indeed. I turned back to the doc, realizing my eyes were following the disgruntled man out of the room. "Nothing's wrong. Just Vil being...well...Vil." I said with a giggle.

I'm very curious to see what happens next between him and me. I cannot wait. "Oh well, that sums it up quite well my dear. Go ahead and sign this and you will be all set." He said with a smile.

I quickly scratched my signature on the pink paper and hopped off the exam table. I still believe I should have just stayed at the pack house. I didn't need medical attention for a small red mark. I wouldn't even call it a bruise. I smiled and reached out my hand for him to shake. "Thanks doc!" I called before he shook my hand.

"Always a pleasure, Luna. Now, off you pop." He said with a grin.

I smiled brightly at the title and walked out of the room. I was expecting the three of them to be at the door, but unfortunately, they were nowhere in sight. I tilted my head curiously and started down the hall in the same direction we had walked through before. Still nothing. It was actually eerily quiet. Where is everyone?

I turned around the first corner, then the next, and finally found the exit. Once I stepped foot towards the sliding glass door, it parted and I came face to face with a full on brawl. In the middle of it stood a lycan, werebear, and...werewolf. Oh Goddess.