Chapter 6: First impression of a drunk Luna

Clara POV

"Farewell, my dear." Janice said, being dramatic as always.

I rolled my eyes, patted her shoulder awkwardly. I had to hold in the sneer because of parting ways with them.

Now, what happened after I got caught?

It was decided instantly that I'll be leaving with Alpha Ivan to his pack. Alpha gray couldn't handle my pesky behavior anymore and literally, pushed me out with all the luggage.

"Janice, I'll meet you later." I muttered, scurrying away from her.

She cried more, pushing me against her sobbing body. I have to meet others but it looks like I'll be going to the other side of the road after an eternity.

"Remember to call me." She said, letting me go after wetting my shirt.

Where did she bring this much tears to dampen my shirt?

"Yeah, yeah." I waved my hand, dismissed in the air.

"You better remember." She growled.

I gulped, nodding quickly. I hate how these people can blackmail me easily.

"Luna, Alpha is waiting for you." The man spoke behind me, High cheekbone with emerald eyes and sharp jaw- the guy was a model from every part of the angle.

"Ah! Yes. Also please don't call me Luna. Just Clara." I smiled, giving quick hugs to the ones who came to send me off.

"It's alpha's orders." He said in a monotone.

"Okay...." I didn't know what else to say since I didn't stand a chance against him to begin with.

I waved at my friends and followed the man. There was this itch waiting to be scratched and I couldn't wait.

"So what's your name?" That's the itch.

He better scratch it- that sounded weird and gross.

"Taylor." He replied.

"Oh! As in Taylor Swift?" I asked to lighten the stiff mood of his but he didn't give off any reaction.

I groaned internally and quietly followed him. He opened the door for me and I quickly got in, immediately amazed by the structure of the inside of the car.

"I can actually live here for years!" I mumbled, tracing my eyes with every finest detail.

It was, in short, a limo type.

"You didn't tell me you're this cool." I nudged my elbow at Alpha Ivan, disappearing in the bliss of grandeur.

He cleared his throat and looked outside the window, not uttering a word. I frowned but shrugged, enjoying the time in the car.

Yeah... enjoying... I fell asleep the minute the car started. More like, knocked out.

I felt the car stop but didn't attempt to wake up. I was secretly hoping for Alpha Ivan to pick me up and take me to the bedroom as I'm lazy.

This trick always worked on Jace though.

"Clara? Hey, wake up." He whispered, shaking me slightly.

I took a huge breath and faked my sleep.

I didn't hear anything nor any movement. The door didn't open either but then what was he doing?

I heard a little rustle but then it quieted down. Is he gonna kill me or what? I thought the trick always worked.

But, it's my fault for having faith in my plan and acting.

I jolted upright as the loud heavy metal music was played on full volume. What was even worse, that he placed it near my ear.

I can't hear anything from one ear now.

"You're a disappointment!" I accused him.

He rolled his eyes and pocketed his phone, hopping out of the car. I was sliding on the seat to reach the door but he slammed it shut.

"What-"

I grudgingly opened the door and pushed it open. The gamma stood before me, bowing a little.

Alpha Ivan already left me behind and here, I thought mates were really loving and caring for each other.

Is he indirectly punishing me for escaping earlier?

I couldn't tolerate his behavior though it's hardly been a few hours and I was the one running away from him but I needed to ease the nagging in my heart.

So what could be the best solution?

I sighted a wine bottle and quickly grabbed it, opened it, and chugged it down. Was it a good choice? Nope.

It turned out to be stronger than the other wines as the alcohol kicked in, faster than my homework is done for the class.

I coughed, throwing the bottle away. The gamma held a stunned impression, staring at me confused. He probably didn't expect me to act so irresponsibly.

Well, who can I blame? I've been like this from the beginning.

"Ahh! Move! I'm going to own... the placeee." My words slurred due to the impact of my hasty actions.

I am doomed after this.

I made it to the entrance of the house, struggling to walk straight. Taylor started to panic or it was me seeing things.

"Luna, please stay. I'll call Alpha for you-"

I cut him in mid, "Call him and I will cut off your balls." I sneered, turning the knob of the door.

"Luna, please listen to me-" I paid a deaf ear to his cries and pushed the door open to be greeted by a large number of people standing in front of me with cheers and smiles brighter than my failing exams.

"Heelloo~" I hiccuped, waving my hand in the air and giggling like an idiot.

The cheers halted as everyone's face featured a number of surprised reactions.

"You're all staring at me like... I just told you I'm preeegnnant-" I said, hiccuping.

Their eyes widened as few gave awkward coughs. I frowned and looked down at my stomach and patted loudly.

"I'm pregnant with food. I'll soon deliver mac and cheese macaroni." I giggled non-stop, hiding my face shyly.

I heard multiple groans and sighs, dispersing the crowd and walking towards me.

"I don't do autographssss..." I said, moving away from the women and children running towards me.

The children hugged my legs and the women started gossiping among them about me.

"I'm still here..." I mumbled as they chuckled at my state.

I frowned, squinting my eyes to decipher their reasons for laughing. "What!? Do I look funny to you?" I asked.

They patted my head and giggled among themselves.

Did they not hear me or I've been talking in my head?

"Luna, you'll need to sober up before meeting everyone." A feminine voice spoke, snapping my attention to her.

She stood in a black gothic outfit with a high ponytail and sleek eyeliner. Does this pack have a bunch of models?

"Uhh... I'm sober." I licked my palm and swiped my hair back, grinning sheepishly.

I saw her shudder and force a smile at her full pink lips. She took me by my hand and pulled me out of the grip of those gossiping women and strangling children.

"Follow me, Luna." She muttered, pulling me to somewhere I had no idea of.

If she takes me to a lock-up, then... I'll get locked up. What else can this human do than accept the harsh enforcement?

But another feminine but a bold voice stopped us in the tracks. I gagged, accidentally inhaling the powerful perfume of the one holding my hand.

"Lucy, you can take your leave from here" She spoke again, putting a hand on my shoulder.

The one who held me, Lucy, bowed down and walked away. I followed her line of disappearance until I was called out.

"Clara, is it?" The woman behind me asked and I turned around to be hit by a strong scent of overwhelm.

I puked.

Correction, I puked on her dress which was probably expensive and this broken booty of mine was going to be scrubbing floors to pay it off.

"I'm so so so so-" I tried speaking but puked more, destroying her shoes and earning loud gasps from the people who still haven't left.

Why? They obviously want entertainment.

I panted, holding my knees for support as the puke didn't help much and kicked in the nauseous more.

"Are you alright?" She asked, rubbing my back.

I shook my head, wiping off my mouth by my sleeve. I must be seen as disgusting right now.

"Ruby, bring her the recovering potion." She called out to someone while I tried to stay awake.

A few minutes later, someone offered me a drink and since my throat started burning, I chugged down the drink which tasted bitter.

"Yuck! What was that?!" I said, already sounding normal and felt my senses coming back in.

"A recovering potion," Ruby answered a middle-aged woman who checked my temperature. "She's alright, Jen."

The supposed caring woman, Jen, nodded and smiled. "Well, let's get you changed." She said.

"Aren't you the one who needs to get changed up?" I asked, pointing at the ruined dress of hers. I really did dirty to her.

She chuckled, pulling me up. I was instantly picked up because of their werewolf strength.

"You're right. I'll meet you in your room, my daughter-in-law."

Oh, freak-