Suddenly, Luna

Chapter 10 - Trust issues

Logan POV

“Never” I’ve whispered and gently kissed her forehead. 

We stood like that for what it seemed like hours even though it was mere minutes. 

“s**t, I’m sorry, I don’t usually act like this,” she said. 

“No worries, baby. It was quite a day, huh? Do you want to get some rest or?” I’ve asked. 

“No, no. I won’t be able to fall asleep anyway. Are you up for some questioning?” she asked with a soft smile. I took her hand and led her back to the couch. We sat close to each other, legs touching and holding hands. I just couldn’t keep my hands off of her.

“So, you are apparently.. No.  you ARE a werewolf and so am I. Are you going to teach me how to turn? Or is there a school for shifting or however you call it? How do  I go from here?” she asked nervously. 

“Ok, I’ll firstly explain how this usually works. Obviously, we know that we are werewolfs from the start. We go to kindergarten, school and everything is quite similar to what you’ve experienced as a human. The school is pretty much the same, we have some additional subjects that cover werewolf history, laws, folklore etc. Around 10 years of age, we start to practice different martial arts; although we rarely fight in a human form, it’s, without a doubt, important to know how to defend yourself in both forms. Physical shape also - it’s a must. We’re really not into staying skinny or any other bulshit like that, but it’s expected from us to be fit, strong, fast.. You know?” 

She nodded and I continued: “At the age of eighteen, to be specific, on our 18th birthday, our wolf wakes up. For most of us, it’s pretty much the same - the first time we wake up upon turning 18 we hear a voice inside of our head - our wolf. It’s something like having a big brother or sister, father, best friend and sometimes annoying family member inside of your head. It’s something you’ll get used quite fast. The wolf can sense potential threats and it guides us and protects us all the time. When it comes to you, the spell has made certain adjustments. 

We’ve met today, so probably, in the morning, when you wake up, you’ll be greeted by your wolf. Don’t get scared, ok?

You’ve asked about turning, we do it on the first full moon after our birthday and our wolf leads us through the whole process. I won’t lie to you; it will hurt. The first time it hurts like hell, but with time it gets easier and easier. After a week or two it will become second nature and the shifting will become as natural as breathing. 

I, I think I’ve covered all the bases. Do you have any other questions on the subject?”

“No, not for now.” she started to play with my fingers and continued softly. “And this mate thing, how does that work?” She blushed softly while asking. 

“Destined mate could be easiest explained as some sort of soul mate. They are chosen by a Moon goddess , therefore the bond is so strong that it cannot be broken without consequences.

Most of us find a mate quite soon upon turning 18, for some of us takes a bit longer, but I have to admit that it’s quite rare to find one at 26.”

“What do you mean by 26?” She asked. 

“Well. I’m 26. A lot of pack members wanted for me to take a chosen mate, but I kinda always believed that you’ll come along.” I took her hand and kissed it softly. 

“What is a chosen mate?” she asked, and I could swear, I’ve heard a jealousy in her voice. 

“Well, some werewolves don’t spend their lives waiting for the One, so they choose their mates. We’re not that much into solitude so they believe that any kind of mate is better than none. 

Like I’ve said, most of us are lucky enough to find a mate soon upon our wolf’s waking and we can literally smell our mate when it’s close. The scent is so strong and literally addictive.  Goddess, I could smell you the second I opened the bar's doors. 

But, let me ask you something, when you touched me, did you feel anything?”

She blushed again and started answering: “I felt tingles and sparks. Literal sparks all over my skin. Also, I, I really wanted you. I’ve never felt that king of attraction for another man.” She was interrupted by my growling. “What?” she said. 

“Well, you probably feel it yourself, but wolves are quite possessive when it comes to mate. Therefore, when you talk about other men in your life, well, it’s kinda making me crazy. I have the urge to find and kill each and everyone of them. Male wolves feel it even stronger than females, and me, being an Alpha, well,  I feel everything ten times stronger than average werewolf. So, please, have mercy, and let’s not talk about your ex lovers!” I’ve finished with a growl and I was trying to calm myself by taking deep breaths. I really, really, don’t want to freak her out. She’s had enough for today. 

She chuckled and when I looked at her, she blushed even more. I’ve touched her lips with tips of my fingers and asked: “What’s so funny?”

“Do I really need to answer this?”

“I would appreciate it” I replied with a smile. 

“God, this is so embarrassing!” she inhaled deeply and continued. “You really don’t have to worry about anything when it comes to me and men. The whole point of going out tonight was.. Oh, my, I can’t talk about it..” she whined. After taking a deep breath she continued: “I was hoping to leave a good impression on you and I am about to say the most embarrassing thing ever. 

Anyway, I went out tonight to finally kiss someone. I was hoping John would do it, but you kinda interrupted us.”

Did someone just punch me?  Because, sure as hell it feels like it. I try to hold my breath behind pursued lips, while a pang of jealousy shoots right through me; I can actually feel physical pain surging through my body. 

“Are you ok?” she asked. By the look on my face she must have realized what was going on.

“Come on!” she said angrily “You insisted on the story and now you’re mad at me? What are you mad at at all? Huh? The fact that I’ve never been kissed? Well, if you have a problem with it, you’re allowed to find yourself a more experienced mate!” she stood up abruptly and was about the leave when I caught her hand: “What did you just say?”

Her eyes were narrow, anger was palable. “I’m saying you are an as****! That’s what I’m saying!!” She tried to pull her hand free but I kept holding on. “Did you just say you have never been kissed?” 

“Are you serious?? Did you hear a word I was trying to say?” She was getting more and more angry by the second. 

“Well, I’ve heard you were mad because I’ve interrupted you while you were trying to kiss my friend. I’ll break his neck first thing in the morning!”

“You’re doing it again!” she screamed. “I just wanted to kiss someone. I am probably the only 21 years old virgin in the country! Is it so wrong to try to be a normal girl for once?”

After staring at each other for a few moments, I pulled her into my arms, and hugged her strongly. “I am sorry. I am an i***t. Extremely jealous one, apparently.”

“You are forgiven. This time. But if we want this thing between us to work, we have to trust each other, ok?”

I nodded, kissed the top of her head and hugged her even tighter.