Chapter 20

Ruining a picture-perfect life

****************Luna POV***********

The calm music playing, the laughter of the guests, and the small chit-chat, all these sounds pissed me off.

Standing in this hall and smiling with people is annoying as fuck. But what annoyed me, even more, is that Nero is late, and he's the reason that I am even here.

Dad suddenly caring about Blake is the most frustrating thing that could happen to me right now, and it has been messing up my head like crazy.

This party is the biggest insult dad can throw at my face, and if I wasn't still in a submissive position, I would have rained hell tonight.

Feeling like I was about to explode from the rage that I have been suppressing for this long, I walked out of the room and went outside to get some fresh air.

"Luna," A very annoying voice that makes me want to claw my nail into someone's skin echoed in my ear, and I turned around to see Karen and Killian approaching me.

When he looked into my eyes, a smirk flashed across his lip, and I sneered, annoyed that this is what I was bonded to and is supposed to be my mate.

When he reached me with his sister beside him, I scoffed at the stupid smirk on his face and rolled my eyes.

It's not that Killian isn't hot, it's the fact that he knows that he is, and uses it to his advantage to get anyone undressed and in his bed.

Immediately, annoyed by their sight, I tried to walk off. But Killian's words stopped me in my tracks, "What's the end game here, Luna?"

"I don't know what you are talking about?" I mumbled, swaying my gaze to the left to avoid his cold eyes.

"I am patient until I'm not. You sure you want to test my limit?"

"Those words should be meant for you, Killian. Stop spreading lies about us before I get pissed."

Turning my gaze on him, I met his eyes and said, "You and I are not mates and will never be. Got it?"

"Is it because you have your eyes glued on something that isn't yours?" Karen mumbled, and I shot her a warning look.

But she smirked as she took a step towards me, leaned towards my ear, and whispered, "Nero is not your mate, you lying bitch!"

"I better you want that to be true, so you can hook and crook your way in getting his attention. But Nero has taste, and he doesn't eat from the garbage." I mumbled, smirking as I looked at the sparkle of anger in her eyes.

After a faint silence, Karen scoffed and mumbled, "He does have a preference. I wonder between you or your sister, who he truly has a thing for?"

"Again with this rubbish. Can you find something better than the same old bullcrap?" I mumbled, getting a bit annoyed now because I knew there was truth in those words.

The way Nero and Blake look at each other doesn't seem like a way a teacher and student stare at each other.

When we are together in front of her, his body language and words change, and he behaves a bit oddly which pisses me off. But until he marks me, all I can do is smile, and if I have to keep up the act for too long, someone will get hurt, really bad.

"Your lips might have said those words, but your eyes gave you away. You know the truth, Luna. I am not your competition here." Karen said, widening her smirk.

Then she walked past me, heading into the villa, and I looked behind her as my anger fed my hate for her, swelling it.

"I don't like people touching what's mine, Luna," Killian mumbled in an authoritative tone, and I gave him a hard look.

"That's good for you, Killian. But I am not yours, so I don't give a damn about those words!" I mumbled, giving a smug smile.

But my lips immediately widened into a grin as I watched Nero's car pull into the yard and came to a stop.

"Excuse me, my date is here," I mumbled, walking past him.

But Killian grabbed my arm, squeezing it with strong pressure in his grip, and it hurt as I struggled to break free.

"Let go," I cried, yanking my arm as I watched Nero get out of his car.

"Don't push me off the edge, and come to your senses!"Killian coldly uttered with a wild, dangerous glitter in his eyes.

" Get your hands off me!"

"You are tempting me, Luna, and for your father's sake, I will give you a week to get your ass to me, or I'm coming for you!"

At that moment, I realized that my mate was not only a fuckboy, but an abuser, and his red eyes told me that he wasn't kidding.

Tears swelling in my eyes, I looked at Nero as he stopped beside Killian and stared at him stonily, then commanded, "Get your hand off her, or mine will be on you!"

The force in his voice, the dominance in his tone, how can one not want an Alpha like him even if he's not mine to claim.

Looking at Killian, I watched the hesitation in his eyes as I tried not to give a mocking smile, and waited as his fingers slowly loosened off my arm.

"You should be thankful that tonight is not the occasion to ruin my thousand of dollars suit!" Killian said, giving Nero a murderous gaze before walking off.

"Are you okay?" Nero softly asked, gazing into my eyes.

Without hesitating, I rushed into his arms, clutching tightly to his coat, and cried my eyes out.

For a while, Nero stood still, not reacting at all, and when I was getting extremely pissed by his coldness, he suddenly stroked my hair gently.

At the moment, a limousine drove into the yard, and I slightly frowned, wondering who it could be.

Finally, the door opened and Jason stepped out. Then he reached inside, and I felt my anger spark, knowing that it was Blake.

These two seemed a bit weird like something was off about their relationship. Firstly, they didn't look the slightest bit intimate, even though Blake claimed that he was her mate.

The chemistry that should be between them wasn't there, and they looked more like friends than a couple.

When Blake got out of the car, my lip slightly parted, staring at her in a glitter red slim-fit off-shoulder dress with deep slip on the side, exposing her curves and titillating physique.

"What is it?" Nero asked, and I could feel his eyes on me.

But I couldn't take my gaze off Blake because she looked annoyingly stunning, and her outfit looked like it cost a fortune.

Suddenly, Nero looked back, and I looked up at him, seeing the truth in his eyes. Karen was right, and there was no way Nero and Blake were just a student and a teacher when he had such a mesmerizing look in his eyes as he stared at her.

Without taking his eyes off her, his throat moved as he swallowed, hard, and I felt myself drowning in a rage that I have never felt before.

My worst nightmare was arising slowly before my eyes. Blake was becoming something, something that I see as a threat, and I realized that it was time to cut the light in her eyes before she became a hindrance to my perfect life.

Time was still in my favor since this was just the beginning, and I didn't plan to waste a second of it.

"Sister!" I said, forcing a smile when Jason and Blake got closer.

"There's my baby sister," Blake lively uttered, hugging me when I rushed into her arms.

"You look stunning."

"I know!"

The audacity of Blake had me struggling against my anger as I withdrew away from her arms, keeping my lips in a forced smile.

"Blake," Nero whispered, and both our attention drew to him.

How could he make it so obvious that she got his entire attention when I was standing beside him. Even though I knew that something was off between them, I didn't know what and how. Also, Jason and Blake were another mystery that buffet me.

Staring at Jason gazing at Blake, I realized something was different tonight. He was staring at her without blinking, and the look in his eyes looked affectionate.

Now I feel really confused. Did I read their relationship wrong from the beginning, and Jason is Blake's mate? And if he is truly her mate, then why did he and Nero have the same look in their eyes as they gazed at her!

Nothing was making sense to me anymore at that moment. But what I was certain about was Blake had to get out of my picture-perfect life.

"Mr. Fang," Blake whispered as her fingers gently squeezed onto Jason's arm.

Then she walked past Nero with Jason escorting her into the villa, and I glanced after them before focusing on Nero.

Annoyed, I hugged myself and whispered, "It's kind of cold."

Finally, Nero looked down at me as I faked a tremble and gave him a soft smile.

Then he removed his coat off his body, revealing the tight shirt beneath it, placed the blaze around my shoulders, and pulled me into his arms as he mumbled, "Let's go in before you catch a cold."

Looking up at Nero's straight face as he led me into the villa, I wondered if he truly felt the connection of the bond that I lied about, or if he was just playing along with me.

But why? Was a question I knew not to ask, afraid of the damage it would result in because I laid, even though the question haunted my mind.