Making A Luna

MATE

Esme

So far the party hadn’t been too terrible, and the thought of seeing Mason had made it more bearable. Where was he? I scanned the room for him, but instead laid eyes upon Blaire, stood still to the spot like she had just seen a ghost. I averted my eyes to where she was staring to be met with Mason displaying the same look. He made his way across the room, not breaking eye contact with Blaire with Roman following closely behind. As the gap between them closed, I realised that Blaire was beginning to smile. I could only stand and watch as Roman looked my way in pity. As it dawned upon me what was happening, I willed myself to move to join them to confirm it for myself. “Mason, what’s going on!” I asked, hoping my mind link would grab his attention. I neared closer to them and that’s when I heard it. “Hi I am Mason. What’s your name?” he asked, staring at Blaire with curiosity. “Blaire” she answered, and at this point I realised she had been holding her breath until now. “Well, Blaire it’s lovely to meet you. I know we’ve just met but I think you’re my mate” he declared, gaining the attention of everyone in the room who had been watching the exchange. “I- I think you’re right” she responded. No. This couldn’t be happening. I felt my stomach knot and tears threatening to escape my eyes. I needed to leave - now.

Logan

Everyone had seen the exchange, and while I knew I should be happy for my brother I couldn’t help but divert my attention to Esme. I could almost feel the devastation she felt as she turned and ran out of the room. I kissed my mother on the cheek and made my way after her, knowing exactly where she would go. As I exited the pack house, I picked up her scent to the left near the entrance to the woods. I picked up my pace, nearing the woods and started to undress. I shifted and made a run for it, passing through the trees surrounding me. I continued to run faster, sensing that I was getting closer. I slowed down and stopped still as I laid my eyes upon her beautiful silver-grey wolf, stood staring out into the lake. “‘Mate sad” Garrison, my wolf said. “I know Garrison, why do you think we’re here” I snapped. I had known Esme was my mate for two years, since my 18th birthday but I knew she would not feel it until she herself was 18. I didn't even know how I felt the bond before she was 18. I never wanted to be the one to come in between her and Mason, and when I had become alpha of another pack I had decided it was the best distraction from her. She turned her head as she sensed my presence and stared at me in shock. “Logan, what are you doing here?” She asked, not getting any closer. “Well I couldn’t miss you and Mason turning 18 could I!” I responded, though my brother had no part in why I was really here. Esme began to shift, and motioned for me to turn to she could get changed. I took this as my time to shift, and pulled open the bag I had tied to me containing my clothes. “Logan, it’s so good to see you! How are things going with the moon valley pack?” She questioned, as I walked around from behind the tree I had used to shield myself as I changed. “Oh you know, nothing too interesting, just a few rogues here and there at the moment. You should come visit soon!” I suggested. She nodded her head in agreement, but I could see she was trying to hold back the tears. I closed the gap in between us and pulled her into my embrace, sending shivers down my spine at the effect her touch had on me. “I know it’s silly, but I really thought he would be my mate” she cried as she trembled against my chest. I moved my hand to stroke her hair, playing with it as it tumbled down her back. “I know Essie, I know I’m so sorry. It’s all going to be okay, it might not feel like it now but I promise it will” I assured her, pulling her in tighter now. “Logan, wh-what if I never find my mate?” She stuttered pulling away from my embrace. “What if I spend the rest of my life watching them together and I never find him?” She was panicking now and at this moment it hit me. She didn’t feel the mate bond - how and why didn’t she feel it when I could feel it so strong? It was like she intoxicated me and I couldn’t get enough. It was why I had to leave in the first place. “Why did you follow me?” She interrupted my thoughts. I inhaled and responded “I couldn’t very well have you running about out here on your own now could I? I know Mason normally comes running after you but he seemed a bit, well, erm, preoccupied” I lied. Of course I had followed her, but it has not been for Masons sake, I had been waiting for her to feel the mate bond for two years and I was desperate not to waste any more time. “So, you don’t feel any different, what with being 18 now?” I quizzed, gazing into her eyes hoping for the response I wanted to hear. “Nope, nothing just crushed” she responded. How couldn’t she feel it? What was going on? “I’m sorry Essie. Why don’t we get back? We can hang out if you like” I urged, knowing her answer. “I think I just want to be alone, Is that okay?” She muttered, the hurt clear in her voice. “Of course, let’s get you back” I replied, guiding her back towards the pack house. I knew I would have to find out why she didn’t feel anything for me and I would have to do it soon. I didn’t want to waste any more time, 2 years was enough.

Mason

I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had found my mate so soon, but it hadn’t been who I was expecting, and of all people it had to be Blaire. Esme’s best friend. I guess Roman was right, maybe me and Esme weren’t so right for each other after all. I had known the second I walked into the room and her scent hit me, Diago screaming “MATE!” as I laid my eyes upon her. It was crazy, but the second I laid my eyes on her Esme had been pushed from my mind and all I wanted to do was be by Blaire’s side. She was beautiful with her long blonde hair cascading down her back, her small but curvy frame hugged by a beautiful crimson dress that stopped just above her knees. “I think you’re my mate” I declared having just gone through brief formal introductions. I wasn’t going to waste any time, I knew she was made for me, meant to be mine. “I-I think you’re right” she stuttered, clearly nervous. God she was cute. I couldn’t resist and I pulled her into an embrace, sending sparks across my whole body. Growing up, we had been told just how touching your mate could feel, but I had never imagined anything as powerful as this. If a simple embrace felt like this, I couldn’t begin to imagine what anything else felt like. The whole night, I stayed by her side, not wanting to let my beautiful mate out of my sight. My wolf was on edge tonight, begging to break through in the presence of Blaire, desperate to claim her as his own. I could tell that with Blaire it would take time, that I would need to cherish and treasure her, be gentle. I pulled her aside after subjecting her to introductions to my parents, and led her up towards my bedroom. As I opened the door, I could feel the nerves building up inside of me at the reality of what was happening. I had her - she was mine and soon enough I would make certain of it. “So, erm Mason I think we should talk about the elephant in the room” she broke the silence, as she sat on the end of my bed. “Okay, and what elephant would that be?” I replied, confused by what she could be talking about. “Esme, she was certain you would be her mate. And now, well we know that’s not the case and if my suspicions are right she didn’t meet her mate tonight. Which means she will be heartbroken.” Reality of the situation had not hit me until now. Esme. “She thought that?” I turned, shocked by this new information. Yes, I had wanted her to be my mate. But I had never known she felt the same, not once did she make that apparent or even hint at it. “Yes, I thought you knew. I know we’re connected through the mate bond, but I would understand if you rejected me for her. You have history” Blaire stammered. I positioned myself on my knees on the floor in front of her, holding her face with one hand and brushing her hair out of it with the other. “I do not want to reject you. The way you make me feel, this is like no other. In fact I’m dying to mark you already, to make you mine. Please, don’t think that I want to reject you because that will not happen” I assured her. “Y-you want to mark me, already?” She gasped, not sure what to do with what I had said to her. “Yes, yes I do. But I want to take my time with you, to do it right so I will wait for you as long as you need.” What she said next shocked me. “Please, do it” she begged, gazing into my eyes with need. I could feel my length tense at those words, desire sweeping through my body. I rose to my feet, holding out my hand for her to take. Pulling her up in front of me, I crashed my lips down on hers as she let out a groan. The scent of her arousal hit me forcing me to do everything in my power to stop myself from taking her right here. “Patience baby” I whispered into her ear, guiding her into the bed and pulling down her dress then removing her bra to reveal her breasts. “God, you are perfect!” I moaned, my need for her growing more by the second. I began to lay gentle kisses down her neck, gaining several moans of pleasure from my mate as I made my way down and took her n****e into my mouth. Suddenly, she was pulling at my shirt begging for its removal, and I happily obliged before pulling her dress off completely, leaving her exposed, stood in only her underwear. “Mmm, baby you’re so wet for me already” I acknowledged, as I pushed her panties aside and grazed her entrance with my fingers. Slowly, I began gaining entrance but with every advance I made inside my mate, I was getting more impatient. “Hold on Diago, I want to take my time” I urged my wolf, knowing he wouldn’t hold off for much longer. I continued moving in and out of her, as I began to feel her trembling telling me she was close to her release. “Mason” she moaned in undeniable pleasure as she came to her climax. Gradually, I removed myself from her wetness and pulled myself to lay a kiss on her sweet sweet lips. “Was that good baby?” I mumbled into her ear. I knew I didn’t have to wait to hear her answer. “Mmhm, more please” she begged. More than happy to oblige, I removed my trousers closely followed by my boxers. I gently laid her onto my bed, planted a kiss on her forehead and positioned my length at the entrance. “You ready?” I hesitated, not wanting to do anything that she wouldn’t want. Blaire nodded in approval before I slowly allowed myself to enter her, and god it felt so good. I began gaining rhythm inside her when the overwhelming need to claim her hit me and I knew it was time. Taking my time, I began trailing kisses along her neck until I finally landed upon the marking spot. Before I had a chance to ask if it was okay I heard her whisper “please, do it now.” Not needing any further persuasion, I bit down feeling a rush of pleasure through my body. At the same time I felt myself approach my orgasm and me and my sweet mate both came to our undoing. Carefully, I licked the spot upon which I had just marked and rolled myself next to Blaire pulling her into my side. “That was” “amazing” i interrupted her, gasping for my breath. “How about a round 2 baby and this time you mark me?” I asked pulling her chin up to kiss her. Blaire nodded shyly, giving me the go ahead and I pulled her in, kissing her passionately. This was going to be a long night.