Rise of the Rejected Luna - Chapter 147

Chapter 147: _She Decides

(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)

My mother raised her head from the ground, her eyes flashing with uncertainty at my words.

I arched an eyebrow, folding my arms in front of my chest. “You heard me. I’m going to meet Phoebe tonight and we’re going to discuss this. All of it. If she’s willing to let it go, good. But if not?”

I paused, briefly diverting my gaze away from her before continuing. “Well, then, whatever she decides as your fate will be it.”

My mother remained kneeling, staring up at me with a despondent look in her eyes.

The sight was heart-wrenching, but I closed my eyes and turned my back to her. I proceeded to walk out of the balcony and left her there.

I stepped out of the suite, my face remaining expressionless as I headed for Phoebe’s suite.

A couple of maids walked past me, quickly bowing their heads and greeting me before scurrying away as fast as they could with fear in their eyes.

I guess news of what happened between Phoebe and those other maids had spread to the other staff.

Hmph… That’s good. At least, now they’ll place more respect on her.

Anyway, I finally got to Phoebe’s suite, knocking on the door after drawing in a deep breath.

However, she seemed so hesitant to let me in, talking about how she’d just gotten out of the bathroom and was trying to ‘dress up’.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to stay back and respect her boundaries, but there was this nagging voice inside me telling me to just walk in.

What the fuck?

What does she even mean by that? I’m her mate for fuck’s sake, not to mention all our previous nights of sexual intimacy.

At one point, I couldn’t bear it anymore and announced my desire to come in before barging in, scanning my gaze around the suite at first with dimmed eyes.

Phoebe stood in the middle of the suite with an innocent expression on her face, walking toward me with the blue nightgown she wore.

“Hello, my love.” She spoke with a soft voice, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I placed my hands on her waist, staring into her eyes with a smile on my face.

“You look giddy this evening.” I blurted, bringing my mouth to her neck and using my lips to graze it.

However, I soon pulled away from her, stepping away and rubbing the back of my head awkwardly.

“Phoebe, we need to talk,” I muttered, glancing at her.

She had a curious expression on her face, fluttering her eyes at me.

Eventually, she smiled again, nodding her head. “Okay. What are we talking about?” She asked with arched eyebrows.

I hesitated, remembering the conversation I had with my mother a few minutes.

Phoebe is definitely not going to take it lightly. And I honestly didn’t have the strength in me for an argument.

But on second thought, it doesn’t have to turn into an argument. We’ll just talk about it and I’ll see if she wants to add to my mother’s punishment or take the matter to the Council.

For once, I was letting her make decisions and I was proud of that.

Eventually, I sighed before telling Phoebe everything my mother told me. From how she drugged Negan and her and then took footage of them and how she ended up almost killing her with the poison at the Luna Ball.

When I was done, I stared at Phoebe, expecting her to say something.

Anything.

However, all she did was stare at me with her mouth wide open, blinking and closing her eyes while trying to process everything.

At one point, she scoffed, biting her lips before she spoke. “How sure are you that she didn’t have anything to do with the wolfsbane used to poison you? Since she’s so good with poisons.”

Argh, goddess, not this!

My expression remained stoic as I tried to calm myself from saying anything rash. She was still processing things and rightfully so.

“I doubt she’ll do that, Phoebe. I’m her son.” I sighed, bringing my fingers to my forehead.

She arched an eyebrow, placing her hands on her waist before shaking her head. “You’re her son but she’s never respected your decision. She’s always been against this relationship from the beginning. She’s always been so bent with…” She paused.

Phoebe stared at nothing in particular, brushing her hands through her hair before grunting. “Ugh, there’s nothing I can do to punish her at this point. She’s your mother. The punishment you’ve given her should be enough. At least, now she’ll know what it feels like to be shunned by the rest of the pack despite past titles.”

I couldn’t believe my ears so I stared blankly at her, my eyes blinking with surprise.

She stared back at me, her face soon reddening with a slight blush. “What? I mean, you asked for my opinion on it, and I–”

Before she could finish her statement, I drew close to her, placing my hands on her waist before trailing it up her back. “You’re too good for this world. You know that, right?” I whispered into her ears.

As soon as I said that, I grabbed her ass, squeezing it and causing her to gasp.

However, her lips soon curled up into a seductive grin as she wrapped her arms around my neck again, bringing her face close to mine.

“Not good enough, apparently.” She whispered into my ears before chuckling.

I laughed as well, claiming her lips in a steamy kiss. Things became unexpectedly heated up from there.

Okay, who was I kidding? It was expected.

It was Phoebe and I, after all. Even though we didn’t like each other’s guts at the beginning, one thing we could both agree on was the sexual tension between us, sparked by the mate bond.

Anyway, we continued kissing and giggling as we stepped toward the bed and fell on it.

We continued kissing, Phoebe’s hands trailing my chest before unbuttoning my shirt.

I continued squeezing her ass, my dick hardening underneath my pants as I trailed kisses on her neck, causing her to moan with pleasure.

Her moans only pulled me to do more as I brought my hands to her nightgown and helped her pull it off, exposing her plumpy breasts to me.