The dark moon

Chapter 15••Ripping the band aid off

Alisa POV

It had been five long and tiring days since I kissed Cam. I had been avoiding him like the plague since it happened. I felt so stupid. I had given in to my urges because of the bloody alcohol and now I wanted the world to open up and swallow me. I still went to training each morning, and it was extremely difficult to avoid him there, but my genius Yoda Jedi skills helped with that. I would hide at the back and wait until he left and then start my training.

Ok so I was a coward, but I know I have made a huge mistake.

I kissed the fücking Alpha of The Dark Moon!

I had just finished getting dressed and planned to go out with Aunt June to get some last-minute stuff for school when Alex knocked on my door.

“Hey, can I come in?”

He popped his head through the gap of the door, peeking into my room.

“Sure. What’s up?”

I carried on getting my purse and phone and putting it inside my bag whilst Alex spoke.

“Alpha Cam wants you to go to his office. He wants to talk to you about something.”

I stopped, frozen by Alex’s words. Shít, what was I going to do now, I can’t deny going if he’s asking me to go. He is the Alpha after all. Granted, he’s not my Alpha but still, I’m staying in his pack's territory as a guest and I would never disrespect an Alpha.

“Can I go later? I'm busy today?” I turned and asked Alex.

“Nope, he wants you there in 10 minutes.”

Shít! Shít! Shít!

I tried to think of what I could say to get out of going, but my brain had abandoned me. All it could think of was Cam’s sweet lips pressing against mine. Shít!

“Ok, I’ll walk over now.”

Alex walked out of my room and I full-on panicked. I took a deep breath as I looked in the mirror. Oh goddess, maybe I should change. I had picked out a yellow knee-length sundress today. It was simple, but cute.

“Nope, I will stick with this dress,”

I muttered to myself as I grabbed my white flat sandals and checked my reflection one last time to make sure I was good to go. Oh goddess, why do I care what I look like if he’s going to break my heart into a million pieces?

Because! If he’s gonna break my heart, I want to look good while he does it. Give him something to remember me by. I made the short walk over to the pack house feeling uncomfortable. I felt sick to my stomach thinking of all the things he was going to say to me and my hands felt so sweaty, I didn’t realize palms actually sweated until this moment. I reached the pack house and took a moment to appreciate it. I had never been inside before. The outside was white with rose bushes on either side of the large double front doors made entirely of glass, so you could see right through to the inside of the pack house. A tower loomed above to the left with a wrap-around balcony. It looked like it had been picked straight out of a fairytale. I knocked on the door, but no one answered, so I checked the handle to see if it was unlocked. Of course it was unlocked. It’s the pack house. Members are free to come and go as they please. Inside was white and grey marble tiled flooring, a large dark wooden staircase swept down to the left. The walls were a neutral color, with a giant chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling. The foyer was huge. It had some sofas scattered around and tables with flowers in vases. The hallway had an archway and through there I could see brown leather couches with some people sitting on talking and a huge tv on the wall with a game being played on it. I went to start walking towards them when I heard someone clear their throat from behind me.

“Ahem.”

I spun around to see Cam standing on the stairs. His hair was still damp. He's obviously just had a shower. He had a pair of grey suit pants on that looked incredible on his body and a clean white shirt that was untucked with the top few buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up. He knew how to pull off looking good in clothes, that’s for sure.

“Hi, I believe you wanted to see me?” I mumbled.

“Yes, actually I did. I know you have been avoiding me!”

I looked at Cam speechless, how was I going to deny I was avoiding him? I had made it so obvious. Oh goddess, I have made this situation so much worse than it should have been.

“Follow me, Alisa. We can talk privately in my room.”

I followed him upstairs, quite a few flights of stairs for that matter, damn no wonder he looks so good having to walk up and down these every day. He stopped in front of a door and opened it. He held it open so I could walk in first. I thought we would be talking in his office. I looked around and saw a huge bed on the left wall. It looked very comfortable. To the right were floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass door that was opened up leading to a balcony. I could see a table and some chairs on the balcony through the glass. I bet it would be lovely to sit out there watching the sunrise. There were some chairs and sofas near the balcony door with a small coffee table in the middle of them. There were also some doors at the opposite end, probably the bathroom and closet. His room was clean and smelled just like him. I turned around to ask Cam why we were here and not his office and smacked into his perfectly toned and rock-hard chest.

“Ouch.”

I rubbed my nose. I’m surprised it wasn’t broken. I didn’t even notice him move so close to me.

“Are you ok? Here, let me have a look,”

“It’s ok, I’m fine… Although your chest nearly broke my nose!”

He laughed at me. It was the sweetest sound and made me smile like a goof.

“Come sit down and let me check? So that I know for myself you're ok,”

“Ok”

I followed him to the chairs and sat down in the one closest to the balcony door. The breeze coming through was lovely. It carried the scent of flowers in. He crouched down in front of me so his face was level with mine, he brushed the back of his hand across my cheek and along my jaw, he slowly lifted my face up a little more and looked at my nose all the while my heart was beating erratically.

“Calm down, you're going to give yourself a heart attack!”

Of course, he can hear my heart. He’s a bloody werewolf.

“I’m sorry you make me nervous for some reason.”

His face was so close to mine, all I could think about was the feel of his lips and his hand holding my face.

“Do I? Nervous good or nervous bad?” He had a smug look on his face.

“Both.”

He looked confused by my answer, time to get this all off my chest and just get it over and done with, once we had cleared up everything I would be able to start moving forward with my life and stop fantasizing about something that could never happen.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you Alisa and I want you to do the same ok?”

I nodded my head at him. I felt like I was about to burst into tears. What the hell is wrong with me? I’d never acted this way with a guy before. This man had cast a spell on me.

“I’m going to ask you a question and I want your honest answer,”

I nodded my head at him again

“Do you have feelings for me, Alisa? I mean real feelings, not just some infatuation.”

I stood up and walked over to the balcony door. I need to have some distance between us if I was going to bare my soul to this man. I needed some room to think.

“Yes,”

I really did have feelings for Cam. It was like he was my air and I needed him to be able to breathe. I waited for him to say something, anything to put me out of my misery, but there was just silence. I turned around to make sure he hadn’t run from the room at my declaration and found him crouched down on the floor, still with the biggest smile on his face.