My Alpha, His Luna

The Mate Bond

I stared at him, surprised by his boldness. Why would he want my phone number? Why is he still talking to me? What is this guy’s deal? As if he could see the questions swirling around in my mind, he spoke up again. “It’s just you seem like a very intelligent and beautiful woman and I’d like to get to know you better if that’s cool?”, he asked. I felt my stomach sink at his words. He just called me intelligent and beautiful. Was he sure he had the right girl or better yet, functioning eyes? Against my will, my body seemed to react. I wrote my number on a sticky note and handed it to him. He smiled and bit his lip as he gently placed the piece of paper in his suit pocket. He then looked down at me and nodded politely. “A pleasure, Ms, Iglesias. I’ll be calling you soon.”, he said as he shook my hand again and walked away.

When he left, it seemed as if my breath returned to my lungs. Was I not breathing this entire time? My legs shook as I made my way to my car, only to find her standing right next to it. “What’s up nappy head?”, Angelica asked with an attitude. I did my best to ignore her as I walked over to the driver’s side of my car. She purposefully blocked the door, folded her arms, and glared at me. “What do you want, Angelica? I need to get home to my tia.”, I said, rather annoyed. She smacked on her gum noisily and with a great deal of defiance. “Who was the beefcake you were talking to earlier? He seems cool but not smart since he was talking to you.”, she said with a scoff. I rolled my eyes and gripped my backpack’s strap tightly. I looked at the ground as she continued to talk at me. “C’mon. Tell me his name.”, she said as she got close to my face. “What makes you think I know his name? He just stopped to ask me a question. Okay, that’s it.”, I said as I tried to move past her to get to my car. Just as I had unlocked my car and opened the door. She slammed the door shut and pushed me up against it. I gritted my teeth. I won’t let her get to me. I’m in control of how I respond to this situation. I’m in control. “I’m not stupid, nappy head. I know that he’s LCC’s president’s son, heir to the LCC throne. What I don’t know is why he’d ever want to talk to some biracial trash like you.”, she shouted at me. I looked down at the ground, feeling my anger bubbling up inside of me. “So I’m going to ask you again, what did he want?”, she asked again, holding me down with her body weight. Angelica was twice my size, strong, and psychotic. We actually used to be friends in Elementary school but everything changed when her mom moved in with their crazy uncle. Only God knows the horrors she had seen. “He wanted my phone number.”, I mumbled. Angelica was quiet for a moment before she erupted in an obnoxious laugh. She was laughing so hard, she gripped her sides, and moved away from my car. “As if, pendeja, I’m going to leave you with your allusions. You crazy girl! That’s a good one.”, she said as she walked away laughing, meeting up with the rest of her gang. I sighed aloud, got into my car, and drove home.

When I got back, my aunt was fast asleep on her couch with Telaneuvelas playing in the background. I giggled and pulled a blanket over her. I then spent the rest of the night in my bedroom. I laid back on my bed, put my headphones in, and stared up at the ceiling. Die for you by the Weeknd played on. I mouthed the words to the song, reaching up towards the ceiling as the lyrics seemed to come alive. Suddenly, an image of Damien crossed my mind, freezing my hands in their tracks. I sighed and brought my hands back down, remembering what Angelica had said. Maybe he is playing me. Maybe I’m a joke to him. Maybe he just wants someone to pass the time with, but that’s not what I want. I can’t let him get to me. I needed to forget him, but this song is making it so hard to do that. So, why can’t I skip it? Why is my heart soaring with the thought of him? Why does my skin tingle when I say his name? What is this? I closed my eyes and continued to listen to the song on repeat. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep and even in my dreams, Damien was smiling sweetly at me. He leaned over me and kissed my lips gently. I gasped out of my dream and sat up, looking around my room. It was like he was actually here with me.

Damien

The drive back to the packhouse seemed so long. I looked over at my passenger seating wishing that she was next to me. I didn’t wake up this morning thinking that I’d find my mate, but when I saw her in that hallway I knew she was it. A magnetic pull mixed with a tingling sensation that spread over my entire body was what I felt when her eyes met mine. All I knew was that she was mine and I was hers. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I pulled up at the packhouse. I entered my house and quickly went to my room to change for dinner. I splashed some water over my face and then, looked at myself in the mirror. I could still smell her scent on my skin and it was driving me crazy. My eyes glowed a bright green. My wolf was right at the surface, threatening to take over. “Mate. I want my mate.”, he groaned from the back of my mind.