The Alpha's Runaway Luna

Chapter Four

Adaline's POV

I pull off my jacket, New Orleans heat getting to me. Feeling oddly conscious, I glance at my outfit, I'm wearing a black skirt, with a nude crop top. It doesn't take long for me to find him.

"I said f**k off Adele." He says, with clouded eyes.

"Hello to you too. Long time no see." I say, rubbing my arms.

He glances at me, just for a moment and it feels hot, I feel on fire, what is this? I don't feel like this with Cyprus.

"Why are you here?" He says, bluntly.

I walk closer to him, feeling the heat, God, New Orleans is hot.

"It is my Parent's anniversary." I shrug.

Before I left, Alexandru was my best friend, now, I'm staring at a stranger.

"You should leave, you don't believe in us, remember?" He smirks.

For a long time, after I didn't wolf out, I turned to Psychology, and I began to understand the inner workings of mankind. They are the abnormalities, not me, they are a deviant of nature, something wrong, and I'm the only right person here. Science helped me heal.

"Yes, I don't believe in you." I roll my eyes, then I walk closer to him, I feel the weird need to be one with him, to touch him, to kis -- I shake my head, trying to be rid of the thoughts. I look at him, and he looks amused like he knows what I'm thinking.

"Did I hurt you?" I ask, quietly.

He laughs, "f**k you, Adele."

I tilt my head, staring at him, his face looks older, there are scars on it, his eyes are the deepest glow of blue, and his hair is so dark, probably like his soul, it mirrors mine. I glance at his arms, muscles, and biceps, taking in every form and curve of his body. There's a fire in me, and I want us to burn together.

"f**k you, Alexandru." I snap, if he wants to be mean, I'm game. God, I need to leave this place, I need to leave his sight, I do hate him, and the things he makes me feel.

I turn away from him, but I don't get far before he drags me back in his arm, our bodies pressed together, God, this sensation is divine, I'm not supposed to think that.

"Don't call me that." He growls, and I gasp, it feels like his voice went down between my legs. I cling to him, gasping for air, as my hand gets buried in his hair, and he closes the distance between us, kissing me, I drink it up, mind amiss, clinging to him like he's my only source of life, I don't question the feeling, because it feels so good. I throw my legs around his waist, and he throws me against the wall.

Mine.

I hear, but I didn't say anything. I tear always from him, his hands are on my waist, gripping my ass, I blink, trying to understand how we got here. I push him back, staggering, trying to find my grip.

"Did you say something?" I ask, gulping, and cleaning my lips.

"Did you hear something?" He smirks, licking his lips.

I gulp, hating the way that makes me feel.

"Let me make something clear, Adele." He says, leaning into me, I'm backed up against the wall, I should run, but I can't, I don't think I want to.

I look at his face, and I see it.

"I want to tie you down and have my way with you. I want to hurt you like you hurt me. I want to hit you right where it hurts."

I gasp "Alexandru"

He looks at me, and I realize he didn't say anything, I just heard what he thought. He narrows his eyes, my heart pounding, the realization begins to set in, there's no way I could hear his thoughts, that only happens with werewolves that are mate, and I'm not a werewolf. I am stressed, and probably hallucinating or something, I need to bath and sleep, It is not log --

"Science won't help you." He says, and I realize he's been looking at my face, understanding what he said, I freeze. "Do not try to find an excuse for what you feel."

I say nothing, heart pounding. I push him away, standing properly.

"Still think you're not one of us?" He says, not smirking, just looking at me with kind eyes and I hate.

"f**k off, Alexandru." I snap, enunciating his name. I walk away, heart thundering. I've been here barely an hour and I want to run away.

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I smile, holding a glass of champagne. It's my parent's anniversary, thirty-five years together, how disgusting, I laugh at myself.

Werewolves are one of a kind, we believe in something bigger than soulmates, we find our Mates, the love of our life, our reason for being. Mates have a connection that is out of this world, they can heal each other. My dad got injured once, and mom healed him, not through her witchcraft, but through the mate bond. Mates can read each other's mind, every thought, that is insane and scary, to be utterly transparent before your beloved, that's what love is supposed to be, I think. Mates can feel proximity, they know when their partner is near, happy, afraid, even horny. As werewolves, they have a heightened sense of smell, the mate bond takes it up a notch. It is love in its most brutal and beautiful form.

I stare around the room, unable to deny the feeling of Family, of a community, I've always been an outsider, looking from afar.

"Here is the cake." Someone says, and I freeze. Elena, Alexandru and I used to be the inseparable trio, and I ruined it.

I stare at the cake, and it's beautiful, quite big, but beautiful.

"Happy Anniversary." She grins at my parents.

"Happy Anniversary Grandma." A little boy says, and I see features of Elena in him, She has a kid.

"Thank you, my love." Mom smiles at him, and jealousy courses through me, that should be me and my child, not someone else, but I left and got replaced. It hurts.

I smile, finding no one looking at me, and I turn to leave, only to find Alexandru.

"Going somewhere?" He frowns, looking so cute.

I shake my head, trying to get the thought out. He's looking at me, staring at my dress, at the cleavage. It's a blue dress, and now I can't help but think I chose it because it matches the colour of his eyes. I've been avoiding him since that incident.

"You're showing too much cleavage." He snaps, eyes clouded and I bite my lips in anger.

"Telling me what to wear now?" I laugh, "Get out of my way."

He says nothing, looks away from me and says "You are not replaceable, Aurora."

I stiffen "Stop doing that, Luc!"

He chuckles "Stop doing what, say it."

He is so frustrating, I need to know how to close my mind to him.

"Aurora, I've been looking for you," Elena says from my right, and I turn to her.

"So have I." I lie, smiling brightly as I hug her. I glance back but Alexandru is gone.

"How have you been?" She asks and I smile, as I tell her how I've been.

Minutes later, my parents join us, my mom wraps her arm around my waist, they look so happy, I'm envious, which reminds me, I should call Cyprus.

"I'm leaving tomorrow" I blurt out, awkwardly.

"What?" Mom frowns, "You're leaving?"

"Yeah, " I shrug "I have to be back in New York before Monday, I have a class to take."

"We thought you'd at least spend some weeks with us darling, you can't leave now," Dad says, and I sigh.

"I will call you, and we'll talk, I just need to go back home," I say

"Home?" I hear, and I see Alexandru, I narrow my eyes at him.

"What is your problem, Adeline? You left with no warning, and you think I'm going to let you leave again, especially with what I know, what we both know." He says, walking towards me. His eyes are turning neon.

"Let me?" I snap "I don't need your permission!"

"Tell them." He says, and I freeze.

"What is he talking about, Adele?" Mom asks, and her heart is pounding.

"Tell them, now." He says, and I'm bursting with anger.

"Adele!" Mom snaps.

I let out a harsh breath "Alexandru and I might be mates, which is not possible because I'm not a werewolf like everyone else." I rush out.

Everywhere is silent, till Dad says "Might?"

"You are my Mate, and I'll rather die than let you go, again." Alexandru seeth.