Luna Needs an Alpha

5. Trust Me

Charis gaped wide. What did Draven say about her? Does Draven think she's crazy? Charis was in shock, in contrast to Aria lout out laughing. Charis's wolf wasn't mad because this was the first time a person thought they were crazy.

Draven chuckled. "You're hilarious. Halloween has passed."

Charis slapped her forehead. She had guessed it would be hard to get Draven to believe her. "I'm serious and telling the truth."

Draven studied Charis' face, which didn't look like she was joking. He turned his body to Charis, who was sitting next to him. He frowned. He had heard of werewolves, supposedly sworn enemies of vampires. Many films tell the story of vampires and werewolves. He looked at Charis and saw that she looked like a human. There was nothing to show that the woman in front of him was a mythical creature or anything. "Can you change into a wolf?"

Charis nods. "Yes." Her eyes traveled, more visitors coming. It's dangerous if anyone overhears their conversation. "I'll show you, but not right here."

Draven raises her eyebrows. Did he need to take Charis' words seriously? Is it okay for him to trust Charis? But he was curious. "What do you mean by saying that to me?" He still found it hard to believe.

Charis exhaled slowly. "Didn't I tell you? You were my mate."

"What is mate?"

"We are destined to be."

Draven's mouth fell wide open. Severe shock. "I'm your mate?" He pointed to himself, and Charis nodded. "You're not wrong? I'm a real human, how can I?"

Charis shook her head. "I also don't know why you are my mate. But I believe, the Moon Goddess is never wrong and neither is my smell."

Draven had a hard time understanding what Charis was saying. No, rather, he was confused about his destiny. He is a human, why his the mate of a werewolf? Draven looked the other way, before looking back at Charis. Although not human, Charis had a beautiful face, beautifully flowing dark blonde hair, blue eyes that sparkled like gemstones, and a slender build. "Okay, assume I believe you." Draven downed his drink. "You'll show who you are?"

"My true form is human," Charis explained. "Inside me, there is a wolf soul. We can switch bodies."

Draven's head was throbbing. He had no idea what Charis meant. "Okay, okay, assume I understand everything you're saying." He glanced at the clock on his wrist. "Where are you going to show me your wolf form?"

Charis convinced herself that Draven could be trusted. No need to worry about anything. Only one place crossed her mind, a safe place. "Follow me."

Draven followed Charis. He scratched his head which was suddenly itching. Why did he easily trust Charis? What if it turns out that Charis is a witch who likes to kidnap handsome men? He looked back at Charis, walking in front of him from top to bottom. Despite his doubts, he still followed Charis.

Griselda walked behind Draven. Watched the movements of her best friend's mate, who was taller than Oryn, her mate. She's getting shorter.

Several times Draven passed his friends and the woman who liked to accompany him when he came to this bar. Aria dislikes Draven even more, who is proving to be a playboy.

They reach the car. Draven sat in the back seat next to Charis. Griselda drove and Madison sat across from Griselda.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Madison, Charis' mother." Madison smiled at Draven.

Draven gave a polite smile. "It's nice to meet you too. I'm Draven." Then he got to know Griselda. He was beginning to worry that Madison and Griselda might not be human.

***

Charis thought that Vesper's house was the safest place in the human world. The outside of the house looks fancy, but the inside is a mess. It's hard to find any place to walk. Even a flying cockroach landed on Draven's shoulder, but the man was not afraid to get rid of it.

"Draven." Charis stood opposite Vesper who was staring at the four of them lazily. Vesper was annoyed because he was playing a game. Charis introduced Vesper to Draven. "He's my friend. His name is Vesper Swan. A great witch." Charis smiled at Vesper, then introduced her mate to Vesper whose face looked like a sleepy person. "His name is Draven Hoover. You're right. He's my mate. You're great." She held up both thumbs.

Vespers studied the appearance of Draven who was wearing the suit. "Yes. Your auras are very similar." He looked at Charis. "Why are you here?"

"I need to use your house. I want to switch shifts with Aria. Show Draven that what I'm saying is true." Charis looked at Draven, who was looking at Vesper. What was that human man thinking?

Vesper nodded in understanding. He allowed Charis to change shifts in the empty guest room.

Draven turned his face away, as Vesper stared at him. He got goosebumps because Vespers were witches. He didn't want to be bewitched into a cockroach. Draven's heart was beating wildly with wide eyes. He took a step back when a wolf with white fur and a large body came out of the room Charis had entered. He had a hard time swallowing his saliva. His eyes couldn't blink. He was in shock.

"Introducing, my name is Aria." Aria enjoyed Draven's surprised and pale face. She wagged her tail, standing a meter away from the frozen Draven.

Draven shocked. Charis's wolf can talk?

"If you still don't believe it, you can look for Charis in this house," said Griselda.

Draven's brain suddenly stopped working. He didn't know how to respond to this situation. Does he believe that Charis is a werewolf?; Does he believe that Aria is a wolf that inhabits Charis' body? He blinked his eyes, and he exhaled through his mouth because it was too hard to breathe through his nose. "Then… where is Charis? In your body?"

The white wolf nodded. "Yes." Aria's yellow eyes stared intently at Draven. "I don't like you. But alas, only Charis can reject you." Aria's voice was low and sharp. "Are you a playboy?"

"You mean?" Draven didn't understand. Why would the wolf Charis ask such a private thing?

"How many ex-girlfriends did you have?" Aria interrogated Draven. An opportunity that should not be wasted, because Charis would not ask about this. "Answer honestly!"

Draven dug through his memories, then counted with his fingers. Aria stared at Draven even more, because Draven had already counted to five. "Maybe six?"

"What?" Aria yelled. The people in the room were surprised by her deep voice. "You and Charis do not match at all. Charis never went on a date!"

Draven's brow furrowed. Did he ever say that he wants to date or is interested in Charis? "The women who came to me and declared their love to me."

Aria looked at Draven, don't like it. Then Charis' voice distracts her. She'd better switch bodies with Charis again. Talking to Draven would only make her more upset.

Draven saw the white wolf walking into the room. He stroked her chest. He thought today was the last day he lived in this world.

Charis came up to Draven with a big smile on her face. "Have you believed me?"

"Yes, I have." Draven gave the nod. He looked at Charis in confusion. How can she transform into the wolf? Do they do tricks like magicians?

"I want to take you to my pack." Charis didn't want to waste any time. She didn't care and didn't think about the reactions of the pack members, most importantly, she had found her mate.

"Take me?" Draven was shocked. "Where to?"

"Our residence." Charis smiled.

"Wait a moment." Draven stroked his chin. Does he live with the werewolves? "Where?"

"In another dimension."

"Give me two days to think."

"Cannot."

"One day." Draven tries to negotiate.

"Cannot." Charis shook her head, stubbornly. "You must come with us, now!" She tugged at Draven's hand.

"Don't force!"

"You have to go with us!"

"This is called kidnapping!"

"Because you are my mate, that means you have to live with me!" Charis didn't want to lose.

"Give me a day to think and pack clothes," Draven begged.

"No–" Charis was startled, Draven fell into Vesper's arms.

"I just make him pass out." Vesper was dizzy hearing Charis and Draven's argument. He wanted to get back to playing the game.

"Okay. Thank you very much, Vesper." Charis feels sorry for Draven, but this is a way she can bring Draven to the pack.