The Untitled Luna

DEAL

CLAIRE

“Spend the full moon with someone you love dearly.” That was what my mother used to say, aside from always being kind and understanding to people around us.

And now, I’m going to spend it with my mate. It still feels alienating to call the man my mate even though everything in me confirms that he is indeed my mate. The feeling of belongingness had become so foreign after I was kicked out of my pack.

Killian has been talking to the pack elders, and with a single glance, I already know they don’t like me.

Of course, who would want a rogue as a Luna?

He was frowning when he approached me, but his expression suddenly softened when our eyes met. I felt my heart warming up with his gaze as if it was all I ever needed in my life. Ever since I came with him, I have only thought about stopping myself from assuming and keeping my expectations low. But his actions are making me hopeful. It won’t be easy, but nothing has been for me for the past few years.

We spent a couple of hours in silence. Killian would ask me a couple of times about something so random, to which I would promptly answer. Despite the lack of words, it doesn’t seem awkward at all. I feel at ease, and so does my wolf, who was already active.

I could feel the sheer necessity to run. It’s been so long. But it was also cautious because it felt all the stares coming from everywhere.

Run…

It kept whispering to me, like a small plea from a child to her mother. I feel so bad that we can’t do it right now. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself as I settled my wolf.

I hear it whimpering, feeling so helpless in our situation.

“Do you want to run?” I jolted when I heard Killian’s voice and felt his hand on my shoulder. His hands were warm and very comforting. Mates could send immediate comfort to their significant others, but I didn’t know it would feel this good.

It took me a moment to answer, contemplating whether to agree or not, but his following words gave me a boost of confidence.

“I’ll accompany you.” He said, offering a small smile.

We shifted, and he led the way. I followed him, feeling so happy I could run freely like this again. The others also started to shift but kept their distance from us. I wanted to ask Killian some questions, but I’m unsure if this is the right time. He looked agitated earlier.

“Why did you become a rogue?” he asked through the mind link. It was a bit startling because alphas have deeper connections with their wolves, and because of that, I could hear both his voice and his wolf’s in the link.

I stopped running and looked at him intently. “My father used to be our pack’s beta, but our alpha accused him of being a traitor. Both my parents were killed, and at their last request, the pack spared me.” I admitted it but didn’t try to defend my father, not that I didn’t want to, but I was already tired of people not believing my words.

To my surprise, he didn’t bother asking me further, and instead, he motioned for me to follow him.

We arrived near a cliff, where the moon felt the closest I’d ever seen. I was astounded by the scene, feeling my connection with the moon strengthened even more.

“I come here whenever I feel tired of the world. You can say that it was my comfort space. I hope you feel better too.” My heart skipped a beat for the nth time today. The fear I felt earlier started to fade away, and I was already falling hard before I knew it.

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“I have to go to work in two hours,” I mumbled, even though I didn’t want to go to work either.

Killian didn’t budge and kept me close. His scent mixed with mine, making me lightheaded. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but I knew I couldn’t resist him if this continued. I had already proven that several times before.

“It’s not that far. I’ll drive for you,” he whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

I backed away just a few inches away from him, trying to catch my breath without letting him realize the effect his voice had on me. However, I was sure he already knew. Werewolves that are mated can feel their mate’s emotions to an extent, especially when they have already met, and this connection can strengthen when they’ve marked each other… which we have already done.

Our relationship escalated quickly, even for werewolves like us. It’s been only weeks since we met, but whenever I am with Killian, I can only see a future I never thought of before meeting him. Ever since we spent the full moon and saw what he was like, I was already sure of my feelings. All the walls I had set up with myself crumbled before him. I’ve always been distant from people, knowing that one wrong move could endanger me, but I felt safer with him than I have ever been in the last few years.

He leaned closer, snuggling me under the sheets. I quickly got used to him constantly being close to me and inhaling my scent.

“You smell so nice,” Killian mumbled, kissing the mark he just gave me.

We spent a lot of time together ever since he invited me to spend the full moon in his pack. It was evident that his pack didn’t like me, but I had already survived without a pack. Somehow, I was entirely fine with our setup, even though I knew perfectly well that we had to face the responsibility later on.

“I could smell myself. I’m sweating.” I said and playfully pushed him away, but he rolled and ended up on top of me.

He grinned and started showering me with kisses from my face to my neck. I gasped when he lightly bit my neck. “Our scents are all mixed up. That smells nice.”

“Can’t I stop you from going out today?” He let out a small growl. I could see the desire in his eyes.

It was my turn to smile. “I have to pay for my tuition and this month’s rent, but if you promise to take me there on time... Maybe, we could spend more time together.”

“Deal.”