Margaretha : The Luna

Chapter 2.

Margaretha walked leisurely through the garden when her father entered the meeting room. She never wanted to go inside even though her father had invited her, the twenty-year-old girl preferred to go out and spend her time reading a book. Like right now, she was walking in the park while reading the book she was holding.

Brugh...

Margaretha's footsteps stopped when she heard the sound like something falling. She glanced at the fallen grass to her left.

"What is it?" She asked herself.

There was no one there because it was late. And again, this is a special area that no one can enter.

Margaretha's feet slowly swung toward the grass, then parted it slowly until she could see a man lying unconscious in there.

"Good grief!"

Margaretha was shocked, she immediately parted the grass wider, then looked at the face of the man who looked young and looked sweet. However, there was blood on his cheeks as if coming out of his mouth, and the man's clothes in white were red on the back.

"Sir?" She called as she patted the man's cheek that was lying down. "Sir... are you okay?" She asked with a face that looked panicked.

However, the man's breath still seemed to rise and fall. The thing that made Margaretha breathed a sigh of relief and saw a man who seemed to be walking toward them.

"What is it? What about your friends? Did something happen?" he asked making Margaretha get up and walk over to the man.

"Here, sir. He had fallen and passed out. He's also injured, can you help me take him somewhere? I want to treat the wound." Margaretha said until the man in front of her moved and looked at the man who was lying down.

"Let's just take it to a hotel near here. It looks bad. You can call the doctor later."

Margaret nodded. "Help me, sir. I'm not strong on my own."

"Let's go ..."

***

Margaretha looked stupidly at the man who had been laid on a hotel bed not far from the building where she had been waiting for her father's meeting.

How about now? What should she do? There is no medical equipment here.

"Ah, usually there is. Moreover, this is a fairly luxurious hotel. I'd better find him first." Margaretha moved to find what she could find.

She circled the room and looked for the medicine box. When she opened the drawer in the bathroom, she finally found the medicine box.

Her smile broke, along with her swaying steps towards the bed. The man she had helped earlier still seemed unconscious until Margaretta gently wiped the blood that was on the bottom of the man's lips.

"What made you this way? Who are you fighting with?" She thought as she sighed softly in disbelief.

Margaretha slowly undressed the man's top, checking for any wounds on the front. However, she did not find any injuries until slowly and gently Margaretha turned the man's body to her stomach.

"Huh! I'm like a real doctor," she mumbled as she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Margaretha slowly opened the man's clothes until her eyes widened when she saw how injured the man was.

"God, how could it be like this? What happened to you? Your wound is like hitting a wall," she mumbled as she lightly touched the edge of the wound with her fingers.

Margaretha shook her head slowly, looking horrified. But the strong urge that she had to treat this man was undeniable until she finally returned to treating the wound that looked severe and bloody.

Margaretha stepped into the bathroom to get the warm water needed to compress the wound. But without her knowing, the wound of the man he touched earlier glowed briefly and disappeared when she returned with the water in the pitcher because there was no bowl to use.

The girl slowly wet the napkin in the drawer, then wiped the wound on the man's back. All night she tried to treat the wound of a man she didn't know until when she finished dressing the wound in gauze, the drowsiness is unbearable. Made Margaretha step over to the sofa and sit there.

She seemed to have forgotten her father whom she had left in the building earlier. Her body felt tired suddenly until she decided to lie down on the sofa bed in the room.

"If I leave him, how will he be when he wakes up tomorrow? Gosh, I also guaranteed tonight so that he can sleep and be treated well. If I left him, it would be trouble the next day." Margaretha muttered with a worried look.

She looked at the bed where the man was still unconscious. The effects of the pain he was feeling from such a severe wound on his back. Margaretha hoped that tomorrow morning the man would wake up and be able to walk while recovering.

She took his cell phone from her pocket, then looked for her father's contact in the message section, and immediately typed a few numbers. However, I don't know what attacked her, Margaretha's hand fell with her cell phone to her chest, and her eyes closed without a chance to send a message to her father.

***

Slowly due to the sunlight, the eyes of the man lying on the bed moved open. He felt his body begin to improve, with his breath slowly blowing regularly. Even though he remembered that when he pierced between the world of wolves to the world of humans, the pain in his back was intense and painful until he screamed and his body felt like he was falling onto something hard.

Yes, he is Alaric the Alpha who just did something that his people don't usually do. That is to penetrate the human world which is very different from the other worlds he has penetrated before. He will learn how to mingle with humans like Raulin said so that his mission to find Luna can run smoothly without anyone being afraid of him.

"My back doesn't hurt anymore." He muttered as he moved and stretched his body.

His eyes stopped when he saw a girl sleeping on the sofa.

"Who is she?” Alaric got up slowly, then saw where he was.

The bed he occupies looks luxurious, as well as the equipment and objects in this room. But he realized one thing, everything was different from the furniture in his castle.

"I'm already in the human world?" he muttered as he stared at his exposed body at the top.

Alaric stared at the sleeping girl until a movement from her seemed comfortable and almost made her fall, with the power of teleportation Alaric restrained her and sat next to the girl who seemed still asleep.

And that's when Alaric smelled a different, soothing scent from the sleeping girl so that her bluish eyes flashed for a moment.

"This woman... my Luna?"