The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 55

BLACKWATER PACK

CATHERINE

Damon and I went straight to our room. I was so exhausted from the long day.

"You must be really tired, Cathy. I can see exhaustion etched on your face," Damon said, looking keenly at me.

"Yes, I'm exhausted from all the chaos of today."

"Sorry, Cathy. Come here, let me help you with your zipper so you can go freshen up."

I turned red when he said that, my mind shifting to something else.

"Perv," my wolf snarled.

"Shut up," I retorted as I strolled towards Damon.

"Are you okay, Cathy? Your face is all red," Damon said, looking worried.

"I'm fine, Damon," I said, giving him a light smile.

"Just help me so I can change out of this gown; your mother tied it so tightly I could barely breathe the whole time."

"Sorry, there you go," Damon said after helping me. I walked into the bathroom.

"Are you sure you don't need my help in there?" I heard Damon say from behind me.

"No, thank you," I yelled back and slammed the door shut.

I came out a few minutes later wrapped in a white towel, my hair also wrapped in a towel because I had just washed it. I was still a little shy, especially with the way Damon was looking at me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, my face almost red from embarrassment.

"You’re very beautiful; I just can’t take my eyes off you," Damon said in the most romantic way possible. Gosh! This man makes my heart skip every time. I smiled sheepishly at his comment.

"Thank you," I said, putting my face down so he didn't see that my face was as red as a tomato. He always does this to me. "You can go shower now," I said, hoping he would go away so I could dress, as I'm not comfortable dressing up while he's still in the room.

"I know you're trying to chase me away, but it's fine, I'll go," he said, raising his hands in surrender.

Then he walked closer to me and dropped a kiss on my forehead before heading to the bathroom.

I've never been shown so much care before in my life, and all of this attention and care is new to me, but I like it. I feel safe with Damon, and I'm going to let myself enjoy the love that I deserve.

I dried my hair carefully, applied lotion to my body, and then wore one of the free gowns I got during my shopping with Melissa. 

While I was trying to adjust the straps of the gown, Damon walked in with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel in his hands, trying to dry his hair. 

Moon goddess, how could one person be so hot? His abs were well-defined, his muscular body was so hot, and the wet hair dangling on his face made him look so attractive. I felt like running my hands through those abs.

"Am I that good-looking?" Damon's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. Shit! He caught me staring again.

"What are you talking about?" I faked ignorance as I walked towards the bed to sit.

"I caught you staring just now."

"Me? I wasn't staring."

"You know you were, but it's okay, you have permission to stare," he said with a grin plastered on his face. I feel like he is enjoying this.

"Leave me alone, get dressed so we can go get dinner," I scolded, folding my hands under my chest.

"Hi, Cat. Hi, bro," Melissa chipped in. 

"Did you guys continue your thing?" she said with a grin plastered on her face, and I wished I could slap that grin off her face.

Faye and Ryder chuckled, hiding their faces, while Cathy smiled lightly, like a child who was caught doing something wrong.

"Shut your mouth Melissa" I scolded her, and she chuckled. Mel can be a pain in the ass sometimes. She's lucky I love her.

"Both of you should stop your bantering," Mum scolded, frustration showing by the furrow of her brow and the slight tightening of her lips.

We sat quietly as Mum served us a classic grilled steak with roasted vegetables and a side of mashed potatoes. When we finished our meal, Mum cleared her throat and began, "I wanted us to talk about the collector."

"Willy," I chimed in.

"What?" Mum asked, confusion written all over her face, which prompted chuckles from Melissa and the rest of us.

"Don't worry, Mum, just continue," Melissa urged a supportive smile on her face.

"No, I need to know, who is Willy?" Mum asked, with curiosity evident in the way she leaned forward, her eyes fixed on Melissa.

"Cathy decided that we should call the collector an ordinary name that doesn't make him look so scary, so we all agreed on Willy," Melissa explained with a grin.

"Oh! Willy, it is then," Mum agreed, her expression softening into a smile as she nodded.

"So what are we going to do about Willy? We know that we were just able to hold the other packs off for a while, and he won't just stop there. He would be cooking up something else to try and sabotage us." 

Shocking everyone in the room, a strange voice echoed, "Let's kill him."