The Little Luna

Marking your territory

Luna POV:

The ride to Libby’s house was quite. But a comfortable quite, like we were completely at ease in each others company without having to have noise as a distraction. It was soothing.

My mind kept flashing back to that heated embrace on the side of the road. I inwardly groaned, on the side of the damn road. Anyone could have seen us and I didn’t care at all, I would have let him take my virginity on the side of the road on the hood of my car. In the moment I didn’t care where we were or who could have been there, all that mattered was Vespian’s perfect lips on mine and his large warm hands on my skin.

I had been mentally begging him to slip his hand inside my bra and cup my aching breast. I was having exceedingly wanton thoughts and I blamed every romance novel I ever read. Though could anyone blame me? Vespian was almost perfect, just like the men in those novels. Tall, sculpted, tan, gorgeous face, smoldering eyes, thick luscious black hair, with hands that could span my not so tiny waist, a natural scent that made me see bedroom scenes and a voice that made me want to bend over and beg him to make those bedroom scenes a reality. What in the hell was wrong with me!

“That’s all very normal Luna.” Ellie chuckled in my mind, at least she thought me going s*x crazed was funny. “It’s not that I find what happened funny, I just find your reaction to it funny. You and Vespian are mates. Your DNA is made to produce your perfect offspring, and everything about the two of you is going to bring you together to do just that.”

“What do you mean ‘made to produce perfect offspring’?! I am not ready to get pregnant or have a child! I am 17- almost 18 years old, there is a lot I want to do with my life and children are very far towards the end! Am I like, super fertile?! Will we get pregnant as soon as we have s*x?!” I knew I sounded crazy, but come on! Made to pull each other into producing?! I want to be a doctor, I can’t do that with babies and toddlers running around my feet all day. Is that what Vespian planned? Did he want to keep me barefoot and pregnant?

Before I got an answer from Ellie I turned to Vespian and stated very clearly “I don’t want kids right now, and by right now, I mean at least 10 years! I want to be a doctor and that takes a lot of college. I can’t do that with kids underfoot.”

Vespian’s eyes got really wide for a moment before he cleared his throat nervously and reached over to place his hand on my thigh. The warmth from his hand spread through my body quickly calming my nervous. “I would never ask you to give up your dreams. Even if you never wanted pups I’d be okay with that. Don’t get me wrong, I want as many pups as you want, when you are ready. But there is no rush.”

I let out a pent up breath and nodded, satisfied, even if I had sounded like a lunatic for a moment.

“You sounded like a lunatic.” Ellie muttered in my mind, I swear I felt her eyes roll. Maybe my wolf was a lot like me. “If you had waited five seconds I could have told you that you don’t have to be afraid of getting pregnant. Lycans only come into heat after their 18th birthday and only every five years after that. It’s a a natural safety measure because Lycans live so long, if we could reproduce at the rate werewolves can we’d over run the earth.”

“Oh, that makes since. Kind of like how rabbits as prey animals with short life expectancy in the wild and produce more offspring, more often then say an elephant who lives a much longer life and produces one offspring that takes two years to deliver.”

“Exactly. I knew you were smart.” Ellie paused before adding quietly, “at least most of the time.”

“So where does this Libby live? We crossed the packs official territory line a few miles back.” Vespian said as he looked out the window, seeming to watch the woods flash by.

“Where was the territory line? I didn’t see a sign of anything?” I looked in my rear view mirror as if I was going to magically see a sign with flashing letters saying *Werewolf country!*.

“No” chuckled Vespian, pulling eyes away from the trees and towards me. “I’ve been studying territory lines since I was old enough to read, I just have the map saved in my head is all. And the smell helps.”

I couldn’t help the eyebrow that raised in question. “The… smell?” Did I want to know?

“Yeah, each pack marks their territory to warn rogue wolves that the area is claimed and to tell other packs when they have crossed a packs lands.”

“Mark? Please tell me that isn’t done like how a dog marks his territory.” I asked nervously, while images flashed in my mind of Vespian’s large black wolf Eli walking around peeing on everything he could with a proud grin on his face.

I felt Ellie giggle in my mind at the thought as well.

“Of course it is.” Vespian stated very seriously looking at me with a straight face.

The moment my mouth dropped open in shock Vespian broke out laughing so hard he was almost doubled over, or would be if he wasn’t so cramped in the small car.

“Oh ha ha Vespian, very funny.” I rolled my eyes at him but I couldn’t help the small smile that curved my lips at his prank. “So, seriously, how do you mark your territory?”

“My scent.” He said as he whipped tears if laughed from his eyes and cheeks. “The Alpha rubs up against the trees along the boarder, leaving his scent behind in warning.”

“Oh okay, much better then… you know.” I added with a chuckle.

“Then wolf urine? Yes, I would say it’s much better.” And he was laughing again. Men, I swear. Mentioned a bodily function and they lose their minds.

“Oh! We’re here!” I squealed in excitement. I felt like it had been months since I had seen Libby, but it had only been hours, and boy did I have so much to tell her!