Enemy by Day, Lover by Night

Chapter Two

        Moonshine laid in a meadow clearing in the woods, this place was always free of violence. It was her sanctuary, her only one. It was her dream world, no one could bother her here…unless someone woke her up of course. But while she retreated in her head she learned a sense of peace that she couldn’t acquire in the actual world. She didn’t have to be afraid of anyone that ever did show up. She could control them because it was her head, her mind. She could be the person she used to be, the person she always was without fear.

            As she lay in her human form that she rarely exposes outside of her dreams, footsteps came up behind her. She turned her head back to glance up at whom, or what was approaching her. Her long, almond colored, wavy hair was halfway across her forehead and her smoky, gray eyes were very noticeable in the bright sunrise light. She blinked her long thick black eyelashes and stared at the devilishly handsome young man who appeared to be in his twenties stood there casually with his hands in his jeans pocket.

            She felt color rise in her cheeks at the sight of him, she was naturally pale so she knew that he would notice her blushing. She stared for a moment before she flipped over to her side a little bit to get a better view of him. He stood there just staring at her for a minute with a smile that didn’t reveal his teeth.

            She never saw anyone like him. He had the most beautiful complexion of golden sun kissed skin; dazzling light brown eyes that made them appear almost a yellow shade. He had jet black hair that was shaggy and almost to his shoulders. He had muscular arms and a broad chest with lean hips and flat belly. She felt tempted to come up and feel if his stomach was as hard and lean as it appeared.

            He arched a brow with an amusing expression as he exposed half a smile that showed his pearly white teeth that could have dazzled millions. Moon sucked in her breath and held it as he held a hand out to her. “Need a hand?” he asked in a deep voice that made her stomach and innards pool with warmth that threatened to melt her. She held her hand up to him and he lifted her up easily with one arm.

            “Umm…thank you.” She managed to say without her very breath chocking her. Her breath was caught in her throat and she didn’t know why she had a reaction like this to him. She looked up at him and realized just how tall this sexy, mysterious man was. Moon was already a tall woman, she reached to be 5’8 but she looked small compared to this man. He stood at roughly 6’9.

            His body screamed masculinity and danger. Her senses were tingling and aware of him. Every cell in her body was reacting to his touch and his scent. Her skin where he had touched her had left behind what felt like tingling little flames licking her skin.

            She looked into his eyes and she felt an instant connection between them. She felt like she was starting to go under a spell…a trance that she couldn’t seem to get out of. His eyes were so dreamy… she felt that she could swim in them forever.

            “No problem. What is your name?  You were looking kind of lonely so I thought I would give you some company.” He had the most beautiful voice she had ever heard in her life. She didn’t think it was even possible to have a voice so godly. She didn’t know how her mind came up with such a…perfect man, but she wasn’t protesting.

            She was perfectly safe in her own mind. No one could truly reach her here and she wasn’t objecting to any hot, sexy, gorgeous man that she could make Hercules and that would listen to her every command. She was really starting to like this dream and where it may be heading.

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            The second Cole Belizair laid eyes on the woman in the clearing his body tightened up and a deep growl was arising in his chest. The urge to mate with her was great, and almost overbearing. She had dazzling gray eyes that told him she had a painful past and that she was sensitive. But there was so much life in them…it made him want to howl with joy.

            When his hand touched her fire blazed up his arms and shot signals straight to his loins. His desire was welling up that he had never once experienced. Sure he had s****l feelings for women before, but never like this. This on the other hand was pure lust. His body was screaming and aching for hers, and pretty soon she will notice the physical desire if he can’t keep himself under control.

            “My name is Moonshine. But, people call me Moon most of the time.” Her voice flowed out of her mouth and off her lips like sweet ballads. It was so soft, feminine, and it had a bit of a flirty and sassy tone as well…but so innocent at the same time. Her voice alone could melt him or shatter him to a million pieces. 

            “I’m Cole.” He kept his hand on her arm and he could feel her get goose bumps on her arm and he sensed her shiver at the sound of his voice. He wanted to see if she physically responded to him even further. His eyes traveled down her very gypsy like dress that very well framed her feminine curves. Her full chest was well supported and his eyes fell lower to where her hips were curving. He just wanted a quick feel…no! He needed to stop. He can’t just scare the poor woman by tearing off her dress and mating with her uncontrollably like some kind of an animal…he laughed at the irony.

            “Is something wrong? You’ve just laughed out of nowhere. Did I do something?” she sounded so innocent when she asked, he just wanted to embrace her but he restrained himself. Something seemed weird about her, something familiar. Almost like they are similar but he couldn’t put his finger on it…until he took her scent in his nose in one full breath.

            He stiffened as he realized…she was a wolf just like him. Why did his powers lead him to a she-wolf? His powers usually lead him to human women and their minds so he can get his pleasures under control. But this time a she-wolf? No wonder the desire to mate was strong…but he has been around she-wolves before, he never felt this kind of attraction to them, ever.

            She looked up at him as if she was studying him. His face softened and he rubbed his hand down her arm until he found her hand to coiling in his. She looked at him and he saw her sweet cheeks glow light pink. She was so beautiful, he wanted to reach for her hair and relish in her scent for all eternity. But instead he decided to take her for a walk.

            “Do you wish to take a walk around with me?” he asked as he looked into her smoky eyes again. She nodded and decided to lead him; she giggled and tugged on his arm playfully. She looks like a little girl in a twenty year olds body. Her baby face had the features that made one look young, but her soft yet pale complexion made her hair and beauty stand out. Her hair was such a light almond color it almost matched her complexion. It came down in soft crimpy waves that fell just past her chest.

            As they walked together he thought about how he ended up in her head of all the ones out there. He decided to learn as much as he can about her since he was here and she was the next person he was assigned to. He would find what makes her tick, and what makes her who she is. What her past is and who she resides with. He could smell the stench of a male wolf on her and it was very faint.

            From the smell of it, it seemed as if it was a pack leader’s scent. The smell was always distinct and it reeked on every one of its members even if it is just a tiny little smell barely noticeable. It was their marking of their pack, their kin. He wondered if she too smelled his leader on him. Then again she may be ignoring it because it’s her mind and she can control pretty much everything in it…except him.

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            She couldn’t believe she was walking with him. Let alone holding his hand, she doesn’t allow any male to touch her, but since she is in her own mind she can control who she creates she knew he wouldn’t be trying anything…that she didn’t want. She grinned like a little girl in the back of her mind as she held his hand and walked with him.

            She was silent as she walked by his side, he was amazingly quiet. She glanced at him to see if she could alter him a little bit so he would be a little more talkative. He looked at her with a weird glance and lifted his brows.

            “Is there something bothering you about my face?” he seductively smirked and held her hand up to brush his lips over her knuckles. Color flooded in her cheeks as his warm, moist, perfect mouth brushed across her hand.

            “Umm, no I just…you want to go to the lake?” she quickly covered and hid what her true intentions of staring at him were. She had hoped he didn’t catch on and he lifted his eyebrows. He nodded and followed her as she led the way to the lake.

            She pulled his hand lightly, dragging him to the path that was in the forest. Birds were chirping everywhere and small animals frolicked about as they silently made their way through the forest. She finally pulled him out of the forest and on the other side of her was a great lake that had ducks gracefully swimming and quacking on it. The sunlight hit it to where the lake looked like diamonds and the light reflected off of her eyes. Her eyes twinkled as she looked up to meet his gaze.

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            Why did she have to be so sexy? Those eyes were driving him and his hard on crazy to the extent of wanting to shake his leg vigorously. When she looked at him, she saw him…not the beast within…although if she saw that side of him she would never want to look at his disgusting face again as long as she lived. He curled his lip at himself at the thought. The thought of her turning away tugged at something deep inside of him. He didn’t want to be attached to her and that’s exactly what he was going to avoid.

            She was an assignment, nothing more, nothing less. No matter how beautiful she was…but with those eyes, she could capture anyone’s attention. She pulled him to the dock by the lake and she sat down on the ledge. She dipped her toes into the water and swirled it around, causing the water to ripple.

            A soft sigh escaped her mouth and who would’ve thought such a tiny innocent sound would make him want her more. A light wind blew and her scent fell over him, he inhaled it and savored the slight smell of flowers…ignoring the dominant male’s slight scent that clung to her.

            He came up beside her and sat down. He placed his feet in the water and pulled them out real quick before he lowered them again. “Damn, that’s cold. How did you not even flinch at that?” he asked as he made a face at the water. He snorted as she gently laughed.

            The sound of her laughter made his pupils get small and he got harder. He could feel his hands clutching at the wood of the dock. His teeth started to lengthen and they scraped his tongue. A bitter metallic taste filled his mouth…blood. His teeth broke open parts of his mouth, he was used to it by now, it always happened. His finger nails started to ache, wanting to extend into sharp, dangerous claws.

            He shook and sat real still, stiff as a board. Her face became full of worry and compassion. “Are you alright?” she asked her voice causing the beast within him to want to conquer him more.

            He finally was able to control himself enough to answer her a few moments later. “I…I have to go.” He shot up quick and turned around to leave. She stared at him blankly; she almost looked disappointed as she looked at the water again. Once he made it to the forest he went into a full blast run. Faster than an average human, he didn’t want her to know he was exactly like her. He couldn’t afford to have his cover blown so early…let alone at all.

            Havoc would kill him. No, he would torture him first and then kill him. Havoc is the most feared wolf among their world. He truly lived up to his name. He would kill without mercy, woman or child, he would kill. The man was crazy, he killed for pleasure and enjoyed bloodshed. What made most sick is that he plays with his prey and victims. He thinks it’s a game and nothing more.

            Cole shivered as he thought of what Havoc might do to him if he were ever caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to. It frightened him, as well as any other who had common sense. He kept running until he knew he was far enough away from her to where he wouldn’t hurt her. He almost lost control back there, after all his expert training and years of self control…he almost lost it because of some she-wolf laughing.

            He snorted and teleported himself out of her mind. He couldn’t stay here anymore without doing something stupid or something he would regret later. He needed more control. But he didn’t know if it was even possible with such a woman whose eyes still haunted him in the back of his mind.