The Alpha and His Magical Bound Luna

Chapter 7

****Lexi****

I don’t know how long I sat there for, something inside me starts to stir, a pull I can’t describe and I open my eyes.

Nate is leaning by the door just looking at me, this tall, gorgeous, god of man, his biceps huge as his arms are crossed over his chest and yet he has a calm in his eyes, a small smile on his mouth, his eyes look slightly darker, lustful, it makes my core tighten, my heart rate pick up.

I tighten my thighs to try and stop the throbbing ache, his eyes catch the movement and it makes his eyes darken more. Like he knows the effect he’s having on my body by just being there.

His body seems to tense and I see it in his eyes this time.

There’s a flicker of something darker, are his eyes not fully blue? I haven’t been close enough to see them. Does he have black in them too? Is that what I keep seeing?

As suddenly as it was there, it’s gone, he relaxes ever so slightly like he has let go of something he was holding back.

He’s the first to break the silence.

‘I like the space, he says’ he finally breaks eye contact with me by looking out into the garden.

‘Me too’ I can’t take my eyes off him as I watch him looking out towards the forrest.

‘I’ve never really known why, I just like feeling free. I guess that’s why I’ve never stayed anywhere very long, nowhere has ever felt like home’, I say more absentmindedly than in conversation.

‘How do you feel here?’ Nate asks.

‘Calm,’ I answer honestly. I don’t know why, I don’t know why I’m telling him either, but something about him makes me want to open up, not pretend anymore, just be me.

He looks at me and smiles, ‘good, I wanted somewhere that felt lost, hidden but at the same time somewhere I felt I could run for miles’ he shrugs

‘I like the smell of nature with the wood, the damp of the trees and grass after it’s been raining’ I blush a little at how homely his home feels to me

He smiles at me as we stay in silence enjoying the sounds of nature around us, the peace.

He sighs heavily, shuffles on his feet as he looks at me a little guiltily

‘My mom wants me to bring you to the house to meet everyone’ a flicker of annoyance crosses his face, like he isn’t ready for this quiet to end.

I feel it too. As much as I’d like to see Maggie, to thank her for everything she’s done for me, I don’t want to move from this spot, I don’t want there to be more than just Nate and I, peaceful, homely, safe.

I get up to walk into the house and as I go to pass him he grabs my wrist gently, to hold me there a minute longer as I look into his eyes, I can feel electric waves spread up my arm, radiating from his touch and it catches me off guard.

I look at him to see if he can feel it too and see the dark in his eyes. This time I’m close enough to see, it’s like they’ve changed colour, the electric blue is darker, mixed, there’s a power radiating off him.

I feel like there’s a wildfire in my chest, a burning of desperation to release what’s trapped inside, butterflies make my stomach feel like it’s rolling over, the ache between my thighs gets harder to ignore, I feel like I can’t breathe.

I desperately need to feel more, his hands on me more, his fingers all over my skin, on me, in me, more, I need more of him.

The overwhelming feeling of needing to possess this man I’ve not even known for 24 hours startles me.

I’ve never been a strong or violent person but I would be to protect him, to have him, to make him, MINE.

I hear it again like someone is screaming in my ear. I step back from the shock and I break the connection.

The fog lifts ever so slightly. What is wrong with me? I’ve never felt something so powerful. I mean I’m no virgin but the images running through my head of the things I would love to do to this man are enough to make anyone blush.

I move quickly in the house to try and put some distance between us, I’m sure a man like that is used to women being attracted to him but his mom is helping me out, that crosses some sort of boundary doesn’t it? Besides a man like that could get any women he wanted, the last person he’a going to be interested in is some poor down on her luck homeless orphan.

I start looking for some shoes, hoping to God he doesn’t think I’m some psychopath who’s lost her mind! Wondering what the h*ll his mom was playing at letting her loose in his house.

I must look like such an embarrassment to him loosing all my senses when he is near.

That’s it. From now on I will pull myself together when he’s near. Stop acting like a love struck teenager, of worse a ho**y one and try to make some small resemblance to a normal ish human.

This man has no idea the reaction he has on me. I feel like he could ask me to give him the world and I would do everything in my power to give it to him.