The Alpha’s Flame

Butterflies flutter - Ember’s POV

“You messaged him first?” I cringe as Kate’s voice squeals through the phone. I sigh.

“Yes, I did. I like him. I’m going to be straightforward with him. He seems like the straightforward guy too. No bullsh*t. I like that.” I explain. She just laughs at me.

“Yes, but girl, you need to make him want more. Give him a bit of something to chase.” I roll my eyes at her reply. The hair on the back of my neck stands and my stomach flutters. What the hell?

“Hey, I got to go, I think he’s here.” I lie to her to get off the phone quickly.

“Alright. Have fun!” She chimes as I hang up. Im eager to see him but I also feel like a ball of nerves. I walk over to my mirror for a final look over. My hair is in loose curls that fall and drape just below my breasts. I only applied a bit of eyeliner, mascara and a bit of lip colour because that’s basically all I know how to do. The shape shifting that Kate can achieve on her face her contour pallet thing is mind blowing. As well as scary. My outfit is cute and flirty. Dark skinny jeans, black tee and my favourite oversized plaid cardigan. My stomach flutters again. Butterflies. The beautiful kind. I don’t think I’ve had this feeling since my first crush back in freshman year. I’ve had a serious relationship before, but I don’t think I ever quite felt like this. I shake off my last thoughts about my previous relationship. I don’t want to open that door again. There’s a knock at the door. “Well there’s the door you want to open.” My conscience laughs at her own joke. But she’s right, or I’m right? I take a deep breath as the butterflies fill my stomach. I open the door and almost gasp out loud at the sight of him. It should be a crime to look that good. “Now there’s a fire you can extinguish in the bedroom” she purrs in my head. A black tee that shows off his ripped chest and jacked arms. Does he work out everyday? Whatever he does, it’s paying off for him that’s for sure. His hazel eyes lock with mine and it’s like a sudden fire has been lit in my core. I don’t know what came over me, but I wanted him now. I jump into him and pull his face down to mine. He pulls me closer to him as I tease his lips with my tongue asking for permission to enter. One hand is on the snaked around the small of my back while the other is on my ass. I moan into his mouth as his tongue explores my mouth. My moan must of erupted some kind of fire in him because he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Okay! That’s enough! I scold my conscience. What kind of daydream was that!? I blush with embarrassment as I’m standing with my door open looking at him. How long have I actually been standing here? John smiles at me, and I melt.

“You look beautiful. Ready to go?”

He reaches my face and strokes my cheek as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

“Thank you. You look great yourself, and yes I am.” I close the door behind me. He holds at his hand to me and I intwine my hand with his. We begin walking up the stairs and out to the street.

“So where are we going?” He brings my hand up and kisses the back of my hand. I feel the heat spread across my cheeks. John chuckles.

“It’s a surprise my beautiful Luna.” I smile at his words.

“Your beautiful Luna?” I challenge him. He pulls me into his chest and encases me in a hug. I inhale his scent. So many emotions flood over me. He kisses the top of my head. “We are his.” My conscience confirms in my head. I nod my head in agreement with her. I don’t want anyone else.

“My Luna.” He repeats. A shiver runs down my spine. I look up at him and reach up on my toes. He leans down and kisses me. An explosion of desire washes over me. I deepen the kiss as my hand snakes through his hair. His hand does the same in mine. I moan into his mouth as his tongue parts through my lips and enters my mouth. He pulls away leaving me breathless. I lean against his chest as I try to catch my breath.

“If this is what kissing is like with, just imagine the sex.” My conscience remarks. I let out a sigh.

“We should stop, or I just might have you for breakfast.” He chuckles as he kisses the top of my forehead.

“Mmmm. Please do.” I murmur into his chest. Did I just say that out loud? I feel the heat return in my cheeks.

“Tempting. But first, you need to eat.” As if he knew this would happen, my stomach growls. I giggle nervously. He leads me over to what I assume is his car. He opens the door for me. I get in and he leans down and kisses me. I feel heat and desire spread over me. How does he do this? He pulls away from me and shuts the door. I take a deep breath to steady myself. I look over at the drivers side and watch him get in. “He has a nice ass.” My conscience purrs to herself. Honestly if I could, I would turn the mute button on her. My phone provides a happy distraction as it pings. I pull it out of my pocket and check the new message.

Odd. It’s from a unknown number.

“Enjoy him while I let you.”

What the hell?

“Everything alright?” The concern in his voice is evident. I look over to him.

“Yeah. I think they have the wrong number that’s all.” He nods his head and turns the key in ignition. The car roars to life. Music fills the car.

I smile to myself when I identify the song. Everything has changed. This literally could not be anymore perfect to describe this. I do want to know him more. His eyes do feel like coming home. And it only has been like 18 hours since we met. I giggle at the thought. John looks over at me and raises in eyebrow. I laugh at his goofy expression and wave him off.

“It’s nothing. Just the song.” I tell him. He smiles and takes my hand in his. I smile when I see we’ve pulled in front of Mike’s. I look over at John to see his giant grin.

“So this is the surprise?” I ask him. He smiles and nods. I look back out my window and see Mike coming out the front. He smiles at us and waves at us to come in. I giggle at the sight of him. I look back over at John. He’s only an inch away from my face and i hold my breath. He leans in and kisses me. I’m left sitting in my seat breathless when the passenger door opens. I look up to see John standing there with his hand held out to mine. How’’d did he get there so fast? He was just inside the car kissing me. He didn’t jump in front of me and out my door. I give him a quizzical look and he laughs. He looks so carefree and relaxed. It’s sexy to see him like this. I place my hand in his and pulls me up out of the car and into his arms. I like it here. I can spend forever in his arms and I would t get bored. We walk over to Mike’s restaurant. He holds the door for us.

“I’m happy to see you back Luna!” He beams a smile at me. I smile back at him.

“It’s Ember, but thank you.” He looks at John. I watch the two of them. It’s like they’re having a conversation with each other but not out loud. I look at John confused. He smiles at me.

“Sit anywhere you’d like.” Mike says to us. I spot our booth at the back and turn to look at John. He smiles at me as if he read my thoughts. We make our way over to our spot. We both slide into the booth and I laugh when I look at John.

“It’s like we never left.” He looks into my eyes and smiles.

“This is our spot.” He claimed. I smiled up at him. I couldn’t agree more. I nod my head.

“Our spot.” I tell him. He slides closer to me and places an arm around my shoulder. I nestle into him like I did last night when he did this the first time.

“So did you want to play 20 questions?”I giggle at his lame attempt to impersonate me. I lean my head on his shoulder and sigh. There’s so many questions I want to ask him.

Mike comes over and slides a mug to me. I can tell it’s a hot chocolate by the smell of it.

“Thank you.” I smile at him.

“Careful, it’s hot.” He warns me, but I laugh at his remark.

“I can handle hot, being a firefighter and all.” I joke with him and Mike’s laughter fills his restaurant. He looks at John with a big smile. I turn and see John has the proudest smile on his face. Okay, he’s going to have to tell me what’s going on.

“How does waffles sound?” Mike looks down at me waiting for an answer.

“Sounds delicious.” He nods and wonders off to the back. I tilt my head and look at John. He raises an eyebrow when he sees my expression.

“What’s on your mind, my fiery Luna?” Butterflies begin to flutter when I hear him call me his again.

“How do you do that?” I ask.

“Do what exactly?” His eyebrows knit together making me giggle.

“It’s like you can talk to him through your mind. Not just with Mike, but Damon too. When we were at the station last night.” I explained.

“Mike is a good friend. We also talked this morning before I picked you up. And with Damon, we’ll he’s my brother. I’m sure you can relate to that with your siblings.” He tucks a strand of hair of mine behind my ear. I nod my head accepting his explanation.

“When does your next shift start?” He brings me out of my thoughts with his question. He’s rubbing his thumb over the back of my knuckles. Is he nervous?

“My next shift is in 48 hours. I was supposed to stay at the station last night until this morning, but my captain sent me home.” John nods his head.

“Does it frustrate you, that he sent you home?” He’s still rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.

“A little. There was no need for him to send me home. I was fine.”

“I’m glad he chose to send you home. We wouldn’t have found our spot then.” John says quietly. I giggle at his softness.

“That’s true.” John kisses my forehead. Mike interrupts as he brings two plates of waffles and sets them down in front of us. They smell absolutely delicious. I’m practically drooling.

“Waffles for the happy couple!” Mike booms.

“These smell amazing. Thank you.” I smile up at him.

“Anytime Luna. Any time you and Al-John are wanting to dine out, come here! It would be my pleasure. Really!” Mike smiles at the two of us and heads back to the kitchen. I look at John who is just staring at me.

“Did he almost call you Alpha?” I ask as I cut a piece of the waffle and pop it into my mouth. Oh my gosh, these are amazing. They’re so delicious. I blush as I realized that John was still staring at me. He digs into his waffles. He didn’t answer the question. Strange.

“Am I missing a piece of the picture?” I grab my hot chocolate and take a sip. I study his face. He takes a breath, and looks at me.