The Alpha's Blood Moon Witch

Gastown

-Lane-

After a long ride on the bus I wake up to the driver tapping me on the shoulder. “We have arrived in Vancouver Sir”. I pinch the bridge of my nose and shake my head trying to wake up a bit. “Thanks” I say as I grab my bag from the overhead compartment. As soon as I step off the bus I cringe at the foul smell of the city, I guess the fresh Yukon air is a treat that I didn’t know about. It smells like gasoline with a small undertone of garbage, I’d always heard of the polluted cities but this was my first time ever experiencing it. I pull out my phone and text Liam, Gage’s friend from university.

Lane-Hey man it’s Lane, my bus just arrived…

Liam-Hey! Just on my way should be there in a few minutes.

I lean against the building and watch the people around me, how strange it is that they have no idea what I am, or that the supernatural world even exists. While I’m thinking about the people around me, I see a guy who looks a few years older than me walk around the corner. He is a medium build with brown hair and bright green eyes. He sees me standing and waves at me. “You must be Lane, I’m Liam.” He holds out his hand to shake mine. “Jeez, Gage really wasn’t kidding when he said you’re so tall I can’t miss you, you gotta be what, 6’5?” I laugh “I’m 6’7 actually, you should see my dad he is even taller!” We start walking in the same direction he came from, towards an older part of the city that has cobblestone walkways and brick buildings.

“This is Gastown, oldest part of the city” he says noticing my admiration of the architecture. We walk towards a building that has a coffee shop on the ground floor and head to an unmarked alleyway to the left. Once inside the alley I can see a doorway that must lead to some apartments upstairs. Liam opens the door and hands me a key “This key is yours”. Once we get inside I notice the building has been completely remodeled on the inside. Liam’s apartment feels industrial, but has modern appliances and is decorated really well for a bachelor pad. I know he works as a bartender but he must make really good money to be able to afford this place. “Your room is down the hall to the left, you can have the main bathroom, I have one in my room. ”He takes my bag and starts walking down the hall towards my new room, it is a bit dark with almost black walls and very low laying furniture, a big industrial looking light hands in the middle and the bed looks to be a king size bed. “Thank you so much man this place is unreal, I promise to start helping with rent once I find a job.”

After I unpack, I head out to explore the city a bit. I’m walking down the street not far from my new home and suddenly every fibre of my being is electrified – MATE – my wolf thinks loudly. I turn to see the most beautiful girl, her auburn hair shift in the wind and the smell of sage and lavender invades my senses. She is small, no more than 5'2, standing there on the corner watching the humans as they are mesmerized by the enchanted clock. I can feel her power and I know that she is not human. Suddenly her back stiffens and she turns. My heart jumps as I look into her violet blue eyes – MAAATE – my wolf yells in my head controlling me so I step forward. She stiffens and suddenly she runs. I try catching up to her but she is so quick. Next thing I know I’m in a sea of humans walking on the sidewalk and all I can smell is the faint scent of lavender and sage that she has left behind. I shake my head a bit and try to regain control. My wolf has been pretty dormant lately, upset with me for leaving the pack, but suddenly he is wide awake and wanting to take control. “Calm down Ryder, I can’t think straight with you being so spastic in my head” I think to him. He seems to settle a bit and the image of her invades my mind, her soft porcelain skin and pouty lips flash in my mind, her perfect frame and large breasts make me breath heavy as I try to avoid the erection that I already feel pressing against the zipper of my pants. I don’t know who she is, but all I know is that, if Ryder is correct, she is my mate and I must find her.

-Selene–

Using magic, I cloak myself from the beautiful man who is chasing me. I watch as he looks around frantically trying to calm himself. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath looking in my direction but not registering that I am there. I take in his broad shoulders and smouldering eyes, it feels like a bolt of electricity has shot through my body and has settled deep in the core of my womanhood. I breath heavy as I can feel the desire that twists like a pit in my stomach. “What is happening to me.”

I start to walk away, trying to collect my thoughts and understand why this man is so appealing to me. Since starting my job at Derek’s I decided I wouldn’t get involved with anyone. My life hasn’t exactly been easy and I didn’t want to get involved with some possessive guy who wouldn’t approve of me working at a place like that. Since I have never been with a man before, I chose to stay away from all of the patrons of the bar as well, knowing that most of them would take advantage of a young girl like myself. I know at my age it is unusual to be inexperienced with men, but I honestly had time for men when I was trying to get my life organized.

Once he is out of my site, I change back to my normal form and head towards my writing class, hoping that it will be a much-needed distraction. After learning a few new tricks on writing genre fiction, I head home. I know running from him was silly, but I could feel that he wasn’t human. The last thing my mother said to me before we left was that I must stay away from all magical creatures. Despite the warning of my mother I still find myself drawn to him in a way that I cannot explain.  I change into my long satin nightgown and pour myself a big glass of red wine. Sitting down on the edge of my bed I turn my television on hoping to distract myself from his eyes. I find my mind wondering, exploring his tall physic and broad shoulders. I imagine him pulling me into his arms and pressing me against his hard body. As my mind wanders, my hand slow trails down my torso, playing with my imagination. I slowly slip my nightgown up revealing the white lace panties I am wearing underneath. My hand reaches to my slit, slowly stroking it back and forth as I image his rough hands and fingers slowly circling my bundle. I start to stroke myself feeling the increase in pleasure as my wetness soaks through my panties and onto my fingers. With his height, I image his member is quite large and I find myself excited by the pain that I know it would cause. My fingers slowly enter my aching womanhood, gently pumping my finger into myself. I climb higher and higher feeling the tightness of my core as my muscles flex and I reach my peak. I lay in bed breathless thinking about whether or not I will see him again. I know I shouldn’t because he is not human, but the connection I feel to him has me feeling things I’ve never felt before. I turn the tv off and fall asleep with the hope of seeing him again.