The Luna's Awakening: Lyra must make her choice

Finding My Alpha

Ethan and I stepped into the training room, the air thick with the scent of sweat and buzzing with energy. My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the scene: werewolves sparring, claws flashing, teeth bared. I watched Maddox s***h and claw at another Alpha, Zane, with his hands only shifted. I had heard some powerful werewolves could control the shift this way, but I had never seen it.

Ethan gave my hand a light squeeze and quietly he exhaled, so only I could hear, even in a room of werewolves “don’t worry Lyra you’ve got this”.

He led me to a corner of the room, where a group of other students were waiting. "This is our sparring group," he said, introducing me one by one to the boys standing around. "We'll start you off with some basic moves, since you’re new to the advanced class."

A sandy-haired beta named Nick stepped forward to say “I can show you a few moves, princess” with a sleazy smile on his face.

Ethan’s smile faded and the muscles in his shoulders tightened. As the captain of the sparring group, he could direct activities but he couldn’t prevent anyone from sparring with me for good reason.

I gulped, feeling a wave of nervousness wash over me. Nick was looking at me like I was a piece of meat. I dropped my gym bag, tied up my hair and took my stance. As the sparring began, I very quickly realized I was well out of my depth. Blow after blow kept flying at me and although I was dodging all of them, they were coming so fast I was losing composure and losing my footing.

Suddenly, his foot darted out to sweep my legs. I jumped at the last second, but before I could find my balance again, his fist flew towards my face. I raised my hand to deflect the blow but I was too late and I felt his fist connect with my jaw and heard a sickening crack. I stumbled back, dazed and dizzy, the taste of blood welling in my mouth.

Ethan stepped in, his eyes blazing. "That's enough," he growled, glaring at Nick. "You know strikes to the face are out of line. She's new and she's learning. You don't have to go so hard on her."

Nick growled and squared his shoulders, stepping in towards Ethan. Ethan’s eyes darkened and his face contorted into a snarl I had never seen before.

“The b***h needs to learn somehow”

The taunt was barely out of Nick’s mouth when Ethan lunged at him and immediately followed the tackle with a blow to the gut, causing him to stumble to the floor. Nick recovered quickly, launching himself at Ethan in retaliation, but Ethan was too fast. He ducked under Nick's attack and landed a series of punches to his ribs.

Nick grunted in pain, but he didn't give up. He charged at Ethan again, only to be met with a powerful kick to the stomach. He doubled over, gasping for air, and Ethan took advantage of the moment to land a final blow to his head, knocking him to the ground.

Once he was down, Ethan didn’t stop. He grabbed Nick off the floor with one hand and raised his fist again. “Ethan, stop” I whispered softly, as I touched my hand to his shoulder. He instantly relaxed and threw the boy to the ground.

“You aren’t worth it” he spat at Nick as he stormed out of the gym.

I grabbed my gym back and raced off after him.

As I wandered through the forest, the scent filled my nose, the grass, the trees, the flowers. Almost indistinguishable from Ethan’s scent, but I didn’t need his scent. I found Ethan where I expected, in the depths of the forest sitting in the tree we used to climb as kids.

“Don’t make me come up there, the two of us don’t fit so well these days!”

He dropped to the ground, landing crouched before raising to meet my eyes. He gently touched my jaw, which had mostly healed by now.

“I’m so sorry I let him do that to you, no one should ever put their hands on you in my presence” he was barely holding back tears as he spoke.

I touched the hand he was holding against my face, and traced my hand down his arm to rest on his chest. “I would say I can take care of myself, but that ship has sailed a little bit”, I half heartedly joked.

He breathed deeply and stared into my eyes. “Just wait until you turn 18, those bastards won’t know what hit them”.

I stood up on my tip toes to plant a kiss on his cheek, drifting to place another closer to his ear, then his neck and his collarbone. Ethan’s breathing quickened as his hand slid down my body and around to the small of my back, pulling me closer.

I pulled back for a moment and was mesmerised by the electrifying blue of his eyes studying his face and his lips, something in my expression must have given me away as he tightened his hold on me and crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss was tentative at first but he deepened it, sliding his tongue between my lips and exploring my mouth and pulling me closer.

As the heat was building between us, his hands roamed around my torso, his fingers teasing under the edge of my bra. The feeling of his hands all over me, his lips hungrily consuming mine, I let a moan escape my lips. I felt him harden against me as he lightly bit my tongue, eliciting another deep moan.

He firmly grasped my hips and lifted me up with one arm, never breaking the kiss. I wrapped my legs around him, straddling his torso. His other hand was wrapped in my hair, gently pulling as his tongue pushed deeper into my mouth. I was losing myself in the taste of him and felt the heat between my legs.

Ethan gently laid me down on the forest floor, sliding his hand up my torso, pausing at the clasp of my bra. I met his gaze and nodded and he slid his hand under my bra, cupping my breast. His kisses travelled down my neck, gently sucking along my collarbone as his fingers traced circles around my n****e, slowly getting closer, building anticipation. I arched my back and pulled him closer with my legs, pushing his hard c**k against my soaked panties. He pinched my n*****s and I moaned in ecstasy as he lifted my shirt over my head and slipped my breast into his mouth.

His tongue worked away flicking and sucking while my hands roamed down to the top of his pants. Searching for the clasp to his belt. He pulled my hands back and pinned them above my head with one hand. “Uh Uh, today is for you”.

Keeping my hands pinned above my head, he took one n****e in his mouth and the other in his hand, pinching and sucking while I squirmed under him moaning and arching into him, begging for more. Ethan’s hand slid down my torso and slid into my panties running his fingers over my folds, slowly increasing the pace until sliding a finger into my now dripping p***y.

He rhythmically pumped his finger twisting as he kissed down my torso and found my c**t, softly lapping up the juices pooling as he pushed a second finger into me and my eyes rolled back into my head as he quickened the rhythm of his fingers and his tongue flicked over me my hips rising to meet every thrust of his hand.

Ethan released my hands to return to my n*****s and I found my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as the warmth in my body started building. My legs stiffen and he raises his head, without slowing the rhythm of his fingers. “I love you Lyra”

I let out a cry of ecstasy as I came and he gently kissed my body, lying next to me on the forest floor and pulling me to nuzzle into his shoulder. I really hope on my birthday I feel the bond with Ethan. He turned 18 last November. If we are truly fated mates, we will know the day I turn 18 and we can rule the Moonwood pack together.