She Is The Luna

CHAPTER FIVE

AVERY’s POV.

The closet is truly full with clothes which are all surprisingly my sizes. I don’t know if he got them after he brought me here or if they belong to someone. The latter is the only logical reason. Why will he go out of his way to buy me all these clothes in the cupboard? Maybe they belong to his girlfriend or mate..

Pushing that thought off the back of my head, I grab a pair of jeans and a Shirt and throw it on, tying my hair in a messy bun and I find my way out of the room to meet him standing in the hallway. As soon as our eyes meet, his travel over me for a moment before returning to my face.

“Ready?”

“Hmm” I nod, maybe this can help alleviate the pain that is in my heart, the pain of my betrayal.

We both didn’t say anything to each other as he zooms out of the premises onto the semi lonely road. The clouds in the sky are thick and I know it’s going to rain soon.

His attention is focused on the road and I use that opportunity to study him again…handsome is an understatement, he looks like an Egyptian god, someone straight out of a painting. How can someone be so fine?

He averts his head to me and I immediately turn away from him.

“You are staring”

“I was not” I lie, “I am just wondering why you are helping me. It’s not like I have anything to offer you”

He stares at me for a moment before he finally brings the car to a halt by the side of the road.

“You don’t have to lie to me, Avery” he says, “I know you are hurting but letting you cry because of that man is not something I will let you do”

I can sense genuine concern from him, something I haven’t gotten from Zach in a while. How did I miss it? How did I give a blind eye to the fact that Zachary has not been himself for the longest time now. Always staying out late under the guise of a meeting, never wanting to be away from the office and always had one thing or the other to say. Why didn’t I think about it, why didn’t it occur to me that he was out there doing something he shouldn’t have done?

Thinking about it now, I feel like a fool and I can already imagine the amount of times those two people have laughed at me and made fun of me. The most painful part of it is the fact that he chose to cheat on me with my sister, the person I hate the most in this f*****g world.

“I loved him” I say after a while, “I love him so much that I was willing to do anything for him and the least he could do for me was cheat on me with my sister. He didn’t even bat an eyelid handing me divorce papers, Zayn. I helped him, I helped him build that hospital. I was there for him almost every step of the way and he….” My voice trails off, tears hanging in my throat, I have cried enough but I don’t know how to stop, I don’t know how to tend to my broken heart. He hurt me, he hurt me in the most inhumane way possible. How could he look another woman in the eyes and f**k her the way he f***s me to the extent of getting her pregnant but then again? Maybe I was the third wheel. Karen made mention of the fact that she and Zachary knew each other even before we became mates. Just how dumb was I that I didn’t realise what was happening?

The sound of the splattering rain makes me jolt out of my thoughts, zayn’s gaze still on me.

“We should go home” I tell him, “I heard one of the alpha king’s weaknesses is rain” I say this to make light of the situation but his face remains expressionless.

“Yeah, you heard right” Zayn says after a while, “you love the rain?”

“Hmm” I nod and without saying anything again, he opens his door and ventures out, making me gasp.

“You will get sick”

He doesn’t respond and just opens my door for me before gesturing to me to climb out.

“We really do not have to do this”

He raises an eyebrow at me and I climb down. Has anyone ever told him how intimidating he looks?

After slamming the door shut, the rain starts to pour on our bodies and a kind of ease fills my body like I have become one with the rain. I can cry in this rain and no one will ever find out.

“You should sit in the car” I advise, “you have helped me enough and I am really thankful to you, Zayn”

“You can cry all you want, Avery” he blurts, making a small frown appear on my face.

“You do not have to pretend to be strong in front of me, Avery” he says again, “you can cry all you want and let the rain wash it away for you because after today, I won’t let you and a single tear because of anyone again”

I don’t even know what to say and I just continue staring at me. Why is he so concerned about me? Why is he hellbent on making me feel better? It’s not like he knows me or has anything to do with me.

“And before you repeat yourself, I am not interested in your property, little woman”

“Little woman, really?”

“You are not that big of a woman, are you?” His brows raise again and despite my pain, I smile a little.

“Cry as much as you want now, little woman”

Like that is the permission I need, tears start to pool out of my eyes in torrent. I just stand there crying with this attention on me. I want to stop but I don’t know how and as if sensing my discomfort, he pulls me into his embrace and I bury my face on his chest while the rain continues to pour down on us. He doesn’t move an inch as I continue to cry in his embrace.

After what seems like ages, I am finally able to stop myself from crying and I slowly pull away from him. His whole body is very wet and he looks very pale.

“How do you feel?” He asks me.

“Selfish” I manage to answer and a look of confusion appears on his face.

“Because of me, you look like you are about to meet the moon goddess”

“I am fine” Zayn replies, “let’s not talk about me now, how are you?”

“Better” it’s the truth, I feel a bit better after crying my eyes out.

“Good, because you are not allowed to cry because of him again” he leans forward and gently wipes my face, “understood?”

My whole body tingles under his touch and I take a step back earning a slight glare from him.

“Yes, understood”

“That’s good, little woman”

He sneezes a little and I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“We should get out of here before you get worse”

No matter how sad I am feeling, I can’t let him suffer because of me.

I grab a hold of his hand and lead him towards the passenger’s seat.

“What do you think you are doing, little woman?”

“I am going to drive and you will take a rest”

He opens his mouth to say something but clamps it shut again and nods.

“Your skin is getting paler by the minute” he came out here because of me and I can’t keep him out here for long.

“As you wish, little woman” Zayn says and I nod, glad that he is not refuting.

In no time, I zoom off feeling a bit better after crying my whole eyes out. Throughout the journey back to his house, I can swear to the moon goddess that his gaze is on me the whole time but I chose to ignore him, not again.