The Surviving Luna

12 : Problems

Sexually Explicit

Cole's POV

'I don't know what to make of her.' Cole said to his wolf, Zane. 'I just can't figure out what she wants from me. How can i drop the news of who i am on her?'

Zane pondered this for a moment. 'We have been supported all of our lives. I know we've faced a lot of problems, but we have always had our pack, and our friends backing us up. Imagine never having any of that.'

Cole didn't want to think about that, how much harder life would have been. How would he ever be able to trust anyone? 'But that doesn't answer the question of what we're supposed to do.'

'I think we just need to show her that we will be there for her. Personally I think we should keep her from everyone except our parents, and maybe the beta and gamma pairs. But I also don't think we should meet with anyone today. We should get her food, and spend the rest of the day with her.'

This surprised him. 'She didn't really seem to want me to stay.'

Zane laughed at him. 'She feels the mate bond just as much as we do.'

He thought this over as he filled up two trays of food from what was left over of lunch. He wasn't entirely sure what she liked so he grabbed a bunch of everything. Especially meat.

He decided Zane was right, and his parents would understand. So after a quick mind link, he made his way towards the stairs. Just to be stopped by another problem. Crystal.

"Hey there handsome," she said striding over to me. What used to be hot now just made him want to puke. She didn't compare in the slightest to Katrina.

"Hey, I can't really talk right now." Cole said, sideswiping her outstretched hand.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you at all since you've been back, and Tyler and David won't tell me anything." She stepped back in front of him, blocking him from the stairs.

"Nothing is wrong, I just have more important things to deal with. I promise we will talk later." He knew he had to at some point though. In all honesty he had forgotten she existed the moment he caught the scent of Katrina. Still it wasn't fair to her, he did need to sit down and explain to her why he would no longer be seeing her.

She honestly looked shocked. Putting a hand on her hip, and pouting her lips, she said. "More important than me?"

"Yes, now move." This time he let his irritation drip into his voice, just a bit.

She glared at him suspiciously for a moment before stepping out of the way. "I'm sorry, Cole." He nodded and walked quickly up the stairs.

Seeing her had made him feel bad. It really wasn't her fault, she was a lovely person. They had even planned on marrying if neither met their mate by the time they turned 25. He was only 23 now.

It just no longer mattered, Katrina was the only person for him.

'For us.' Zane corrected.

Without a wolf of her own, she would be spending more time with Zane than if she did. 'You will probably have to wait a while buddy.'

He just snorted back at him, not bothering to respond otherwise.

They finally reached the top floor, after sending a quick mind link explaining the situation to his parents, he opened the door.

The first thing he noticed was that she wasn't in bed anymore, and her bag was gone. For a moment he begins to panic. Then he hears the water running in the bathroom.

He doesn't think about what he's doing, instead running over and opening the door. He's lucky though, she doesn't hear him over the shower. And now that he sees that she's here and safe, does he realize what he just did.

Quickly backing out of the bathroom, he mind links Samantha, one of the Omegas that works in the pack house. 'Do you have time to do me a favor?'

'Of course Prince Cole. What can i do for you?'

'Can you please find some clothes for me. Something comfortable please, for a very thin woman.'

He could feel her interest come through the link, but she didn't question him on it. Instead she just said 'I'll have it outside your door in twenty minutes.'

'Thank you.' Samantha was one of the best in his opinion. Always kind, and never one for gossip.

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Katrinas' POV

The moment he left she got out of bed. She was restless and scared being inside of a pack house. It felt like the moment he walked out so did all of the heat in the room.

She found a bathroom in the far corner of the room with a separate shower and tub. Grabbing her back pack she turned the heat up as high as she could in the shower then got in. It felt amazing, easing some of the tension she was carrying. She was careful though, to avoid the stitches on her head.

Cole knocked on the door about twenty minutes later. Telling her he had some clothes and food waiting for her.

She glanced at the curtain, which was dark and thick and called back to him. "Can you come set the clothes on the counter please?" She was grateful that he didn't have to see what little of her wardrobe she had left. Even if he would eventually.

She listened as the door clicked open and he walked in. Trying to be sneaky she glanced around the side of the curtain, but he saw her immediately. He gave her a smile that melted her heart in the best way possible.

"Thank you, for bringing those." She says, trying to ignore the burning in her cheeks.

"Of course sweet girl, anything I can do for you." He reaches a hand towards her, not close enough to touch unless she reached back.

She paused, her eye brows raising. Before reaching out and grabbing his hand while still shielding her body with the curtain.

The sparks that went through her hand heated her up more than the shower ever could have. She suddenly felt warm all over. She released his hand, and shut the curtain again. Listening as he left.

She was suddenly eager to leave the shower. Although she tried to convince herself it was because of the food, not because he was out there waiting.

The second the door clicked shut, she grabbed a towel and hopped out of the shower. The clothes he brought me were a pair of black sweatpants, and a white tank top. And on top of the pile was a new tooth brush. The clothes fit well enough, and they were thicker than anything she owned. After brushing her hair and teeth, she slipped out the door.

Cole was standing a few steps outside of the door, staring off as if he was lost in thought. "Is everything okay Cole?"

He glanced at her, and then did a double take. "You're beautiful, even in sweatpants." He said with a wink, causing her to blush all over again.

"You've gotta stop doing that," she giggles. Surprising even herself. 'Have I ever giggled at anything?' Probably before she was taken in by the pack but she didn't really remember much.

He grabbed her hand, guiding her to the couch where two plates have been piled so high she was surprised it didn't spill on the way up here. The smell hit her and she was worried she'd begin drooling. 'I don't think I've ever been allowed this much food in a month, let alone all at once.'

They ate in silence, but it was a comfortable silence. Just having Cole so close to her made her feel both safe and restless. Even when she'd eaten past her fill, the plate was still full of food. She groaned and pushed it away, before leaning back against the couch.

"Thank you so much, Alpha. I really do appreciate it." And without pausing to consider her actions. She reached over and grabbed his hand, squeezing tightly.

He pushed his plate away as well, before pulling her to his side. She smiled up at him as he turned to face her, and the next thing she knew he was kissing her. It felt even better than in the hospital room. It felt like electricity was thrumming through her, every spot he touched she could feel new sparks.

She gasped when he pulled her on top of his lap, so that her legs were straddling him. He used this as an opportunity to stick his tongue in her mouth. They wrestled for a few moments, each trying to claim dominance with their tongues.

As they kissed she felt something new. He was getting hard under her, she could feel him through all the layers of clothes. With a quick smirk she ground her hips lightly, and felt him get even harder.

The idea sent a thrill through her body. She didn't think he would respond like this, but she couldn't judge. She felt herself getting wet at his touch, each kiss making it so much worse. She wanted him more than anything in this moment.

Before she could get anything more from him, he suddenly picked her up and sat her down on the couch.

"As much as I want to continue this," he says with low growl. "We need to talk first, there are things you need to know about me."