Luna's fab four: meeting the Martinez brothers

Chapter 1 [Emily]

There was an underlying tension in the air in the living room.

I looked up at the people seated in front of me, horrified. The notion of what I had just heard caused a surge of intense rage to shoot through me.

"What are you talking about,?" I enquired.

"Emily , take off your clothes!" The woman said it again.

Did they all make jokes? When I turned to look at Dad, his expression was unreadable. If I undressed in front of so many people, it didn't matter to him. Ultimately, he had personally planned the entire event.

He had informed me earlier in the morning that our pack was currently in financial jeopardy and that he intended to sell me to the Green Shadow Pack in return for resources.

Why must I be the one doing it? I was the first daughter of the alpha. The alpha of the shadow pack would be more than happy to buy many of the girls in the pack. But my dad would have rather had me. Why was he so hostile towards me?

"Why do I have to take off my clothes?" My voice was raspy from the emotions that were eating away at me as I inquired.

"Emma, don't feel ashamed or degraded. Please take off your dirty clothes since no one here is interested in a girl like you." She growled and seized my clothing.

Her mouth drew nearer to my ears. "The alpha told me that you have the filthy blood of an omega and you are also wolfless, so you should be thankful that I'm even considering taking you to our pack!"

"I won't take my clothes off in front of so many people!" I remained firm and looked Dad in the eye while I talked.

"Dad, tell her to let go!" When he did not respond, I yelled.

Dad sneered. How come I should do that? Pay attention to what she says, or else you risk receiving harsh punishment."

There was no more arguing from him, and I understood exactly what he meant when he said "punishment." I closed my eyes tightly, trying to keep the hurtful memories from coming back.

When I turned eighteen two years ago, my step-sister Lopez had already shifted and received her wolf on the same day, but I was unable to even shift.

The next week, I shifted unexpectedly, but I had to keep it a secret because my wolf was a pure white wolf, which could only mean one thing. I was a cursed wolf, here to bring the world to an end. And I would be executed right away if anyone found out.

Consequently, I had to maintain the appearance of being wolfless, and ever since, my father's affection for me had soured. I was reduced to the status of a slave by him, and I was forced to perform all the pack's manual labour. I was a disgrace to him, and he made it clear that he wanted no part of me.

"Dad, please can we not do this?" With a thump, I went to my knees and my brain exploded from the hit.

"Emma, the mating ritual is about to begin. Now that we have resolved this, you can leave my pack and my sight! Keep me from repeating myself. Dad sounded so full of disdain.

My heart felt like it had broken in two. How could Dad have such cold heart? How could someone be so calm even if they wanted to sell their daughter? I turned back the years that were about to overflow.

He wanted me to leave his pack and his sight. Then I most certainly will, but not at his request. I'll depart precisely how I wanted to.

I shoved Eva and shot to my feet without any warning. I heard footsteps skittering behind me as I doubled up the stairs.

"Bring her back here!" Dad's irate voice called out to me. "If she escapes, then you lose your life!"

Since I knew my way around the home and wasn't planning on letting them catch me today, I felt a little terrible for the guards pursuing me. I turned a corner, ran into the closest room, and slammed the door.

Before long, I heard someone pounding on the door and then a loud banging. I was thinking of ways to get out, and my heart was racing in my chest.

Dad started, "Emily, you know I don't wanna hurt you," in a voice that didn't sound like his.

"You are the future heir of this pack and my first daughter. You should only act in this way for the benefit of the pack that you will eventually rule. So please exit the room. I'll bring you back when things settle down, I swear."

I couldn't decide if to laugh or cry. I was finally recognised by him as his first daughter. And as his first daughter, I should be sold for my responsibility? How far has that taken me? Always following his lead and putting up with my stepsister and stepmother's abuse.

I refused to allow him to ruin my life once more. I bounded over to the window and tried to figure out how I could get down.

While I was still thinking, I heard Dad grumble.

"Emily get out of the room!" He continued, "Break this fucking door down!" a minute later.

I jumped down and closed my eyes shut without thinking any more. It was better than living with Dad for the rest of my life, even if I did die.

I felt my heart race as I felt something push me down, and I heard the door behind me slam open.

Bring her here after you locate her! You are all going to die if she leaves this area!" Dad told them to.

I felt like my body was on fire, and just when I thought I would fall and shatter my arm or possibly crack my brain, I felt like I was surrounded by strong arms and could smell vanilla.

The dude had a wonderful scent. dominant, strong, and alluring. I could feel his muscles moving beneath my palm, and it heated me from the inside out.

Gradually, I lifted my head to meet the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever laid eyes on. I momentarily lost awareness of the situation I was in. My wolf danced furiously inside me and I felt joy flood over me like electricity, my whole body stilling.

My gaze lingered on his visage. A few strands of his raven black hair stuck to his forehead like a glove. A flurry of emotions, including surprise and shock, as well as one I couldn't quite identify, were reflected in his eyes.

I flinched out of his arms as he painfully cleared his throat. My cheeks reddened as I realised how blatantly I had been staring at him.

I started to apologise, but my inner wolf snarled at that very moment.

"Sir!"

I blurted out the term at the same moment as he said his. At that moment, the aura about him shifted, and he gave me a possessive look. I wasn't scared, though. Quite the contrary-it excited me.

The vanilla smell intensified all of a sudden. So intoxicating that my mind reeled. A gentle tap on my shoulders preceded my knowledge of what was happening, and I would be lying if I denied that it sent shivers of longing down my spine.

I whirled around and swallowed hard as my gaze fell on the faces of three men who bore a striking resemblance to the man I had just met.

"Ah! Aurora, here you are. Little one, we've found you at last!" They joined in chorus.

I stared at the three angelic faces in front of me for so long that it felt like my eyes were going to fall out of their sockets. They were just as beautiful as the first demigod I had ever laid eyes on.

It was obvious to me that they were quadruplets from the beginning. The other men's eyes were a paler blue than the first man's, which had a deeper shade. Their hair colour was the sole distinction between them.

By the way, Aurora, why did you call me? That person was who?

"She's over there!" I recognised the voice shouting from a distance as my dad's guards at once.

I took off sprinting. Now, having a partner wasn't my top priority. I needed to escape this terrible place known as a pack.

I was suddenly stopped in my tracks as I felt a touch on my waist. The fingers tightened around my waist, causing my muscles to twitch and the hair on my back to stand.

"Not so fast, Aurora!" His breath hit my earlobe, causing a tingling sensation on my skin.

Uncomfortably, I cleared my throat and felt a lump suddenly lodge there. The first demigod was this one.

"Please, allow me to exit. It's a question of life or death here. I pleaded.

His stare flashed to something icy, and he suddenly exuded threat. "Who dares threaten you with death!" I gave a little quiver at his snarl.

The sound of footfall sounded, sending a shockwave through my body, and before I knew it, Dad's bulky bodyguards had surrounded us. They all had bloodshot eyes, and there were perhaps ten of them.

I was left with no options. They would catch me even if I tried to flee right now.

I grip the man's hands tightly. "Please, come to my aid! These guys are after my life!"

"How dare you lowlives try to touch her!?" Behind me, one of the three brothers barked.

He sprang at the guards, taking down two of them in one swift move. The other two brothers quickly followed suit, joining him in tackling the guards.

I looked up at my waist-holding man. He was preoccupied. Grabbing the chance, I wrenched my hands free and attempted to sprint, but he was swifter as he gripped my wrist.

There was mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "What made you think I would let you go?" He inclined his head, scrutinising my visage intently.

"You could just as well be an escaped thief. I believe it will be best if I fulfil my responsibilities and report to this pack's alpha. Is that his name, Nathan?"

I quickly shook my head. "I'm nit a thrift, I promise!"

"That's her. Get the bastard without a wolf!" There was a shout, and I heard footsteps coming from my left.

"Please, help me!" With fear taking hold of my heart, I begged.

"Why should I?" He posed the question nonchalantly.

"I'll carry out any task you ask of me. Anything at all!"

It all seemed to happen so quickly, and the next thing I knew, I was in a room. I gasped as a surge of realisation overcame me since it seemed so familiar.

I swear, that was my stepmother's room.

"Looks familiar?" He asked, his hand still on my wrist.

"What did you do?" I stumbled.

A sinister smile appeared on his lips. "Let's start with your name." He dodged. "I didn't quite catch it."

"I didn't throw it!" I shot out, and for a few seconds, he appeared surprised.

You have a lot of sass. I adore it, but given how easily I might report you to the guards, I don't think you should continue acting that way. You probably don't want it.

He spoke in an undertone of frost, and I swallowed all I wanted to say. How on earth did he teleport us? There have been tales of werewolves who could do it, although they were supposedly extremely uncommon.

It was so silent in the room that I couldn't resist stealing a glance at his exquisitely designed face. How on earth is this person hot?

"So, you're wolfless, huh?" With clear wonder in his deep blue depths, he questioned.

I gave a shrug. "It's kind of complicated." I spoke in a sharp tone.

With an arched eyebrow, he stepped in my direction. "Complicated sounds fun, what do you think?"

Now he stood before me, invading my personal space. There was only an inch between our faces. He locked eyes with me, and I wanted to take a step back, but my legs didn't seem to be working.

My heart was racing in my chest, and I had no doubt that he could hear it too. His eyes followed my lips, and a sardonic smile rose a corner of his lips.

My thoughts cleared as he bowed his head. Oh, beloved goddess of the moon. Will he give me a kiss?

"So, are you ready to do anything I want?" His tone was uncomfortably low.

It was too low to be comfortable and possessed a provocative quality. Is that what he's talking about? Not at all! I was shocked at the direction my mind went.

Grabbing my wrist, he drew me into his embrace. Beneath his garments, I could feel the ridge of his muscles. However, the massive bulge I felt between his thighs was what really made me gasp. Oh my! Was he aroused? Was it me who turned him on?

My hands started to itch and I felt a wave of heat rush through me. His bare skin against my fingers was what I wanted to feel. This is not how I should be feeling about a man I met a few minutes ago. I told myself that again.

His hands gripped my buttocks, and I gave him a stern look.

"What are you trying to do?"

"If you don't like it, I could stop!" I gave a firm swallow in my throat as he spoke. "You promised to do anything I wanted if I helped you."

If my body wasn't already quivering with eagerness, I would have known what he was implying and the moon goddess aided me. Already, I could feel a throbbing in my location. anything I had never experienced before.

Why was I feeling this way about this dangerously attractive blues-eyed demigod? The mate relationship, perhaps?

Then it occurred to me, and I grinned, thinking I was brilliant. "I said I'd do anything you wanted if you helped me get away from this pack but we are still---"

Just then, he flipped me and pushed my back against the wall, so my words were stuck in my throat. He looked down at me with his left hand held just above my head.

"What makes you think I can't kill you right here and now!?" He shouted, a menacing glint shining in his eyes.

I could see that he was genuinely capable of such by the warning in his eyes. This man was an angel of bloodlust. Should anything like exist.

But why did that make me feel so hot and bothered?

"Aurora, how do you think you will redeem yourself this time around?"

That was the least of my worries, yet he was yelling that name again. I had to first purify myself from his piercing stare.

All I could think to say was what I said. I will lessen the protrusion between your legs.

I realised I had made a grave error as soon as I let those words go from my mind. For a few moments, he appeared surprised, but he quickly hid his feelings.

"What's your name?" He enquired.

I answered, "I thought I was Aurora," but he sent me a stern look. "I'm Emily ."

"I'm Xavier." He drewled, adding more sexiness to the name.

I refrained from asking. I saw his focused look and sneered bitterly.

His head lowered as if he was using a remote, and he planted an enticing kiss on my lips.

"I've always wanted to do this!" He whispered to himself.

Everything in my head seemed to come tumbling out and scattering, and the world appeared to stop. I didn't care that I didn't comprehend what he was saying. The taste of his lips was divine, and I had to suppress a groan.

He lifted my bra and cradled my breast in his hand, tickling my nipples between his fingers as his hands slithered inside my blouse.

I knew I wanted him as the throbbing pain between my thighs grew more intense. Screw it! My mate, I desired this man! I was still hesitant to touch him, though.

Almost as if he could not take it any longer, he quickly grabbed my hand. He moved it into his jeans and down to the ridge of his hips.

Straight to his extremely hard member.

He tugged my fingers up and down, and I gasped in surprise. I was having trouble registering his size, so my eyes went big. He was so big that I felt bad about what I had said.

I've never-how could this possibly fit inside of me?

He picked me up from the floor and lowered me onto my stepmother's bed, as if he could read my thoughts. Using both hands to support his weight, he crawled over me.

I looked away from him. "This isn't what we-should be doing. especially not in this place." I stumbled over my words.

He touched my lips with a finger. "Don't tell! Aurora, if you make any noise, they will hear you."

"I'm not Aurora!" I objected.

In response, he lifted my skirt, and to my dismay, I discovered I was missing my pants, which allowed him to easily slide inside me.

His eyes widened in terror when he encountered constraint. "A virgin?" He appeared to be in disbelief at that.

I gave a nod. Yes, but please don't give up! I really want you!" The reality of that almost brought me to tears.

He crashed his car into me like a crazy person, as if that was all he needed to know. A sharp ache rushed through my head, threatening to tear my muscles apart. My skin yielded to his dimensions and quickly adapted, leaving me with pure pleasure.

My body convulsed and my veins began to flow with a hot, viscous fluid as I realised I had reached my peak. That was then I felt him stiffen over me, groaning something that sounded like my name.

I sprang to my feet and shoved him off of me. And what if he was my partner? How could I do this on my stepmother's bed? I recently engaged in non-protected fucking sex with a stranger! How did I get into this mess?

Even as I hurriedly put on my clothing and he did the same, it felt like a dream. The next thing I knew, I stood in front of the door to the living room. I was about to respond when he knocked on the door. He was definitely telepathic.

"Brother, we've been searching for you since!" When we heard a voice behind us, we both turned.

They were his siblings. My other companions. I could tell right away that the speaker wasn't thrilled that I was his partner because he didn't even bother to spare me a glance. His eyes were a paler tint than the others, and he had brunette hair.

"Allow me to introduce you to my brothers." Xavier started. "This is Xander, I'm some minutes older than him." Xander looked at him with disgust.

"And this is Xavieroand Xavian." He was done.

Xavian was the brunette, then. Why was his stare so icy towards me? I dismissed the idea and took a quick look at Xaviero, who had fair hair. It had been he who simultaneously defeated two guards.

I nearly got hit in the face when the door suddenly sprung open from the inside, but I swiftly retreated. A powerful arm encircled my waist just as I was about to trip over.

I ducked out of Xander's arms as soon as I saw my stepmother, Kayla. She was beaming broadly, obviously not at me.

Xavier and his siblings were her object of interest, or rather, subjects of her attention. Her smiles were not being returned by them, though.

"Whoa! Martinez Alphas, to what do I owe the pleasure?" She gave a curt bow.

Xavier's eyes became gloomy. "Kayla, you invited us here. What query is it, then?

Her smile vanished in an instant. "Alpha, I apologise. I'm just shocked to see you here at such an early hour. Furthermore, I had no idea that you would accept my invitation."

"We did!" Xavier stated indignantly. "Can we get this meeting over and done with!?"

I was mesmerised at the door as they came in. The Martinez leading ladies? And to think I was just with one for sex? How did I get here?

I've heard tales concerning them. They were playboys, of course, and the stuff that many girls dreamed of. How could the goddess of the moon be so malevolent as to bestow upon me each of them as mates?

I staggered through the living room. I noticed Lopez's face from the corner of my eye as she looked brazenly at Xavier and Xander. Uncomfortable sensations raced through me.

I dropped myself into a chair, and in that instant, my face was slashed loudly. I looked up to see Kaylaglaring with quantifiable contempt in her eyes.

"Why are you in this place? "How dare you breathe in the same room as the Martinez Alphas, you filthy thing!" She yelled angrily.

As her words hit me, I cringed. I was tempted to respond in kind, but I forced myself to calm down and get up. What was the purpose of my initial presence? How could I have forgotten that my goal was to get out of here?

As I turned to walk away, I ran into a well muscled chest. I smelled him, and when I looked up, Xavier's eyes were staring right into mine.

"Get lost!" His voice sent little thrills of yearning down my spine as he gulped.

I heard my dad say, "Sorry, Alpha Xavier," from behind me. "I'll teach her a lesson for getting on your nerves!"

Anger made Xavier's lips quiver. "Not her! These folks, together with her daughter! I'm interested in this woman."

Dad's eyes widened in terror, but he gathered himself swiftly. "Excuse us!" He addressed Kayla and Lopez, who had not yet fully recovered from their shock.

She gave me a fierce scowl, just as I had anticipated, acting as though I had done something wrong for the alpha to suddenly pick me over her.

As soon as the door behind them clicked shut, I looked up at Xavier. He was looking at me like he thought my expression was funny.

Father cleared his throat. "Alpha Xavier, you seem to be wrong. Emily isn't my biological child. She is a useless slave who lacks a wolf as well. She will only be of no use to...

He was interrupted midsentence by Xaviero's deep growl. "How dare you refer to her that way!?" His use of possessiveness in his speech caused my blood to race.

I saw how forcefully Dad swallowed his saliva. His body shook slightly as he whispered a quiet apology.

"We are here for Emily !" Xander eventually broke through the stiffness.

It was the first time he was speaking and he sounded as if he had little or no interest in this. Or so I thought.

"Alpha Ryan, give us the girl and you can as well get a billion dollars!" He was done.

That was all Dad needed to hear. He was all happy as Xander handed him the cheque.

The drive with the four Martinez alphas was the most uncomfortable I had ever felt in my life. The automobile vibrated with heat and strain as it rode dreadfully slow.

Just as I closed my eyes and resolved to sleep, the car's tires came to a standstill.

"We are here!" Xavier announced from behind the wheel.

Relief raced through me at the thought that I would finally leave their searching gazes. Just then, someone snatched at my wrist and dragged me back. It was Xander and he started sniffing my face and clothes.

"Why do you smell so different? You smell as if--" his voice broke off, his gaze accusatory. "Did you fuck any of my brothers?"