The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 147

Princess Sophia's POV

All through the day, I kept thinking about all that had happened earlier as I walked past Dylan's room. I understood why he felt the way he did and why he had to lash out at his friend, Johnny, for the part that he played in the whole matter.

No one in his shoes would have been pleased with the happenings. I wasn't in his shoes but I wasn't happy anyway. I also did believe that deep down, despite all the coverups that Johnny was trying to do, he too, was mad at himself for the advice that he gave to Dylan; indeed, to all of us.

It was night already and I paced to and fro, hoping to find the right time to do what I had in mind. I knew quite well that there was no way that Dylan would order an attack quickly even though it must have crossed his mind one of two times. It was going to be nothing short of a suicide mission, especially with Alpha Dwayne back in his Pack.

I missed him. I missed the man a lot. I missed the times that we spent together; the energy that he brought and how he always sought to please me instead of just being focused on his desires and satisfaction. It drove me nuts, mostly because it was something very rare amongst the men. It was always about them and never about the woman.

I sat on the bed, thinking about what to do next. I had a plan; a very important plan that I felt Dylan would love. When the plan came to me, I realised that it wasn't such a bad decision not to attack. It was designed to make them suffer first before finally giving them a befitting end; just like they deserved.

I knew that I had to talk to Dylan about it but at the same time, I wanted something else. I wanted someone to satisfy me as I was beginning to shake out of an immense need for sexual pleasure. I wanted something inside me so badly and if Alpha Dwayne wasn't available anymore, I had to get Dylan to do the best that he could.

I stood from the bed and walked to my wardrobe, picking out a very seductive green dress. Then, I took off the dress that I already had on and put the green dress on.

I walked over to the mirror to see how I looked and I was delighted. I looked exactly how I hoped I would and I knew in my heart that all I needed to do was to let Dylan set his eyes on me and I'll be getting laid. I had to get to his room first.

I opened my door and walked out of the room in quick strides, hoping to get to his room as fast as I could. I wasn't so sure if he had calmed down after what happened earlier but I knew that the combination of my plan and my attire were good enough to do the trick.

As I approached his room, I slowed my pace as the need for stealth in such situations need not be overemphasised. I got to the door and knocked but was met with no response at all.

I raised my hand to knock a second time but I suddenly froze upon hearing a sound. I paused a bit to make sure that I was hearing rightly because it was a shock to me.

I heard correctly. Dylan was moaning softly and I immediately realised that he was having sex with one of the maids as usual. He must have decided to use the maids to relieve the tension that built up inside him.

I was very angry; jealous even, as I wondered why he always warned me to have nothing to do with other men while he did the same with the women. His level of hypocrisy was disgusting. He felt he had the right to do whatever he so pleased and no one else could. How wrong he was!