The Runaway Luna

Aria. "I'll do the dishes tonight. You can go to bed early" Freya, my best friend and also a young witch who had been outcasted from her coven said, stacking the plates on the dirty sink. "I can't just sleep while you're working. Leave the laundry to me" I replied, dropping the apron on the table. "It's late Aria...and it's the blue moon. It's risky to go to the riverside" Freya said trying to reason with me, lines of worry pasted across her forehead. "You said the same thing during the last blue moon. I'll be fine.... This is the best time to wash because everyone will be indoors. The chance of me meeting a wolf there is very unlikely" I said, giving her a reassuring smile. On the night of the blue moon, everyone is advised to stay indoors. It's a night where the hormones of werewolves are on high alert, their wolves calling out to their mates. Thus, it became the night with the highest fertility rate for all the packs. I dumped all the clothes in a straw basket and skipped down to the riverside. The night was beautiful, everywhere was silent and that was just the perfect thing I needed. Folding the arms of my clothes up, I bent down to fetch water but then something stopped me. A groan. I looked around, my heart almost jumping out of my chest. I am an Omega, the weakest of the pack and the stronger ones won't hesitate to eliminate me. Different thoughts ran through my mind. The groans were sounding clearer, I could hear someone calling out to me. As if I no longer had control over my body, my legs walked on autopilot towards a small cottage I never noticed was there. The hair on my body stood at attention, a strange pull dragging me towards the sound, or rather, person. Upon entering, I saw a man sitting on the floor. His head was down and he seemed to be fighting a battle within himself. "Hey...Are you okay??" I moved closer to him, ignoring the strange feeling in my body. "LEAVE!!!" He howled. I stopped in my tracks. He was hurting and clearly needed help. The last thing he should say is "leave". "Look, I know a bit about medicinal herbs so let me help you..." I walked closer to him about to touch him when he suddenly caught my hand mid-air. He slowly looked up at me, his eyes the goldest I have ever seen. A bolt of electricity ran through my body as I felt a comforting kind of heat crawling from where his hand held mine. "Mate." I could hear the voice of my inner wolf, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. He pulled me to him and suddenly dug his fangs into my neck, his hold on me strong enough to prevent my wiggling body from breaking free. A painful screeching sound tore from my throat as tears filled my eyes, the pain becoming unbearable for me. As if feeling my pain, he carefully licked the mark he gave me before releasing my neck. I could hear everything as clear as day. I could hear the birds chirping, the trees swaying in the direction of the wind. I could see things from miles away, my senses heightened at a fearful rate. I could see, smell and hear perfectly. Most importantly, I could hear his heart beating. He smelt of crisp cedarwood. I could feel myself slowly getting lost in him, my wolf becoming one with his until reality hit me. I just got marked. By the Alpha. My hand reached over to touch the wound of the mark on my neck, but he shook his head in a lazy manner, barely able to hold eye contact with me. "D-Don't..." He murmured. "I shouldn't touch it?" I asked, confused by his incoherent words. He looked up at me the second time and suddenly pulled me in for a kiss. I tried to fight it. He had already done enough damage to me, now he was taking my first kiss in a dazed state...but the force between mates was stronger than what my rational mind could fight. Slowly, I got immersed in the consuming kiss, his tongue roughly exploring every corner of my mouth as we fought for dominance. At this point, nothing mattered more to me. I was with my mate who would definitely break the mate bond if he were in his right mind, after realising I am a weak Omega. I could taste something bitter in his kiss, probably the thing he ingested to make him look so out of it. He deepened the kiss while pulling the strap of my dress down my shoulders, giving me no room to think as he continued his assault on my mouth. He kissed me like I was the very air he breathed. Like I was all that mattered to him. Like I was a forbidden fruit he finally got a taste of. It might have been the drug, the mate bond or the power of the blue moon but I didn't care. I had fallen directly into the worst pit anyone could ever dig for herself but I wasn't ready to find my way out. Things became more heated and out of control but we didn't stop. We kept on going until there was no more to take. Until we had to part, panting while filling in for the air we robbed each other of. "Congratulations, you just gave up your virginity for someone that would abandon you first thing tomorrow morning" A voice in my head called out as I abruptly stood up. The inside of my thighs were sore and he was still lying down naked, asleep on the bed. Without wasting another second, I threw myself into my half-ripped clothes and scurried outside, determined to bury the secret of the night with me....only that I wasn't the only one carrying the secret. Little did I know that he remembered it all. Every. Single. Detail.