Hannah: The Red Moon

Chapter Two - Dancing Curtain

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up I was in a bed and just a shirt. I got up slowly, but there was weight on my right side and the blanket wouldn’t lift so easily. I laid back down too scared to see who it was, but I knew. My wolf knew. It was Evan.  

“Did something happen?” I asked my wolf. 

“Physically? No. Mentally? Maybe,” she answered me.  

“Can you not patronize me right now Bella?” I asked my wolf.  

“I’m sorry Hannah. Just trying to lighten the mood,” Bella said.  

“Everyone is ‘trying to lighten’ the mood. I’m not in the mood to lighten it,” I told Bella. “Our father is dead. The pack is dissipated and we didn’t do anything about it.”  

“We tried,” Bella said, “we saved who we can and took them down to the cells with us like our father told us to. We tried as much as we could Hannah.”  

I shook my head and cried, “No Bella, we didn’t try hard enough. I didn’t try hard enough. I’m sorry. So much for being the daughter of the Alpha. I couldn't do shit.” I felt the bed shift and an arm thrown over me. Immediately I froze and held my breath.  Could he hear me having a conversation with my wolf? 

“That’s too cute.” What the f**k did he just call me? Cute? “Hannah, you can open your eyes now.” I didn’t even realize that I was shutting my eyes so tight. I opened them and stared at the ceiling. Evan moved his arm off of me and moved away. I sat up so fast that I didn’t realize Evan was sleeping on top of the blanket and I rolled him off the bed. I didn’t even look when he fell.  

Evan got up off the ground and dusted himself off. “Well, I’ve never had that happen before. Someone rolling me off my own bed. Usually we roll off the bed together.”  

I rolled my eyes and stuck my middle finger up at him without even looking his way.  

“Look motherfucker, give me back my clothes and let me go,” I said in my calmest demeanor.  

“Hannah, look at me. Please?” Evan asked.  

“No.”  

“If you look at me I’ll tell you where your clothes are.” I turned and looked at him and I couldn’t help but gawk at him. His dark brown hair was messy and tousled. He didn’t have a shirt on and I ran my eyes along every line of his chest and down his torso; tracing as I went. Again, he was slender, but quite toned and muscular for his body type. My eyes traveled down the V to his shorts and down his long legs back up to his fingers, arms, shoulders, neck, and into his eyes.  

I narrowed my eyes and asked, “Where. Are. My. Clothes?”  

“I burned them. They were all muddy, crusty, and torn.”  

Burned them... he burned my clothes? My clothes were the last that I had with me from the Red Moon Pack. How could he have burned them even if they were dirty and torn? 

“You have no right to-” 

“Oh darling, I have every right. I’m the Alpha.” Evan walked over to his bed and sat down. I turned my body away from him.  

“Who dressed me?” I mumbled.  

“Allie did,” Evan answered. “When we got back to the pack house you were dead asleep. Wouldn’t even budge when I tried to wake you up. So, I had no choice but to carry you into the pack house trudging mud everywhere and into my room. I linked Alex to have Allie sent to my room when she was done washing up and getting into new clothes. When Alex brought Allie in here you were in the tub, dirty, but still sleeping. I gave her one of my shirts and she bathed you and dressed you. The end.”  

“All I’m wearing is a shirt?” I asked clenching the blanket closer to me. I peeked beneath the covers and sure shit... no bra and no panties. I sighed and fell back into the bed. Evan came over and laid on his stomach facing me.  

“Get some more rest Hannah. It’s the middle of the night and I’m tired. I don’t have the energy to talk or answer any of your questions right now.” With that, Evan turned around and started snoring right away. He still slept on top of the blanket.  

I tried to go back to sleep, but with Evan’s snoring and feeling uncomfortable being in a bed with someone I didn’t even know... I couldn’t sleep. I quietly got out of his bed and went to find the bathroom. I needed to know what I looked like. In the dark I made out two doors which were on my right past snoring Evan.  

I opened the door on my left and thank goodness it wasn’t a closet. I searched around on the wall for a light switch and flicked it on. This bathroom was huge! At the end of the room was a shower and to my right was a jacuzzi tub that looked like it could fit four people. The shower tiles were black, the grout was black, and the shower head, drain, and knob were all chrome. I had heard that the Three Wolves Pack was rich, but this was exaggerating at its best. The wall was made to look like it was all black. A black wall for a dark pack.  

I turned the shower on until the temperature was hot enough. I stripped off the shirt I was wearing and since I wasn’t wearing any underwear or a bra I stepped right in. I let the water wash over me and just stood there. Tears threatening to fall, but I held them back. I put both my hands on the wall and just let the water wash away whatever I was feeling. This felt good. It just felt good to feel clean. I turned around with my eyes closed and lifted my head up to the falling water. Letting it fall over me not even caring if I could breathe under it.  

I slowly opened my eyes as I slicked back the water from my hair and stepped out from under the shower head. Evan was sitting up watching me. Only then did I notice that I didn’t close the door and that I was in his peripheral view of my naked body.  

His eyes were glazed over all black again. He sniffed the air and slowly got up and made his way over to me. My exposed wet breasts started feeling prickly as a cold feeling washed over me. I quickly dropped my hands to cover my breasts and my breathing quickened. The water suddenly felt cold as Evan got closer and closer to me.  

“Stop!” I yelled. He didn’t flinch at all nor did he hesitate. As he stepped in front of me his eyes swept over my body. The black orbs I could see shifting up and down. Then he grinned and shoved me out of the way as he stepped under the running water. This caused me to unfurl my arms that were protecting his view from my breasts and I went flying sideways. If I wasn’t quick enough I would’ve slammed face first into the hard tile floor, but instead I fell sideways on my right hip and sat there shocked.  

I looked up at Evan who was smirking at me and his eyes turned back to that crystal blue I had seen earlier. I glared at him and “hrmphf-ed” as I got back up on my feet and stormed out of the bathroom. I didn’t even get a good look at my face as I went past the mirror and slammed the door shut on my way back into his bedroom.  

Fuck, I need clothes. I’m sopping wet and on top of it all I’m also naked. 

I threw the bathroom door open again and Evan was butt naked. I stared at his taut butt before my eyes made it to the floor where I had thrown the shirt I was wearing. I quickly grabbed the shirt before Evan turned fully around and ran out of the bathroom not closing the door behind me. I threw the shirt back on and looked for the bedroom door. It was right in front of the bed and I ran over and turned the latch. The door didn’t even open.  

What the f**k? Am I locked from the inside? 

I heard the shower turn off and heard Evan exit the bathroom. The room went dark again as he flicked off the bathroom light. I stood still and then slowly moved to my right where there was a window. I stood in front of the window and let my eyes adjust to the dark. I could see Evan walking over to me. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I lunged at him as fast and as hard as I could. Instead of falling backwards he wrapped his arms around me and dragged me back into his bed.  

His hold on me was tight and I could barely breathe. I started hitting his chest with my fists to let go of me, but he wouldn’t let up a little. Then I started kicking my legs every which way to try and get some air, but again he wouldn’t let up.  

“I... can’t... breathe,” I managed to say. 

He let go a little, but not enough for me to push myself off his soaking wet body. I started flailing in his arms with what little room he gave me and tried to push with all my might again to get out of his grasp.  

“Hannah stop!” Evan commanded. “Stop or else I'm going to tie you up.” I stopped immediately. “I’m going to let go of my hold on you, but you better not run.” I nodded silently. He let his arms fall to his sides and I sprang up and ran to the door again. 

“Help!” I screamed. “Is there anyone out there? Please... help me!” Then I ran to the window after figuring out I wasn’t going to get out the door. I unlocked the window latch and a gust of cool wind blew in. I kicked out the screen and swung my leg over as I tried to get my shoulder through, but then a pair of hands were on my waist.  

“What the f**k do you think you’re doing!?” Evan yelled as he pulled me back. “We are five stories up. You want to die!?” He dragged me to the bed kicking and screaming and threw me down as he got on top of me.  

“Yes, I want to die!” I screamed in his face. “Just let me die. Everyone I loved has died or betrayed me. Just let me die. Why didn’t you kill me too!? You should’ve just killed me. I’d rather die than to have a mate like you.” Tears started flowing out of my eyes and I turned my head away. I didn’t want to look at him... ever. I heard him sigh, but he wouldn’t get off of me.  

Evan put his face closer to mine and sniffed. Why is he always sniffing me? He sniffed behind my ear and buried his face in my hair. He had his hand on my left shoulder and slowly glided his fingers down my arm. I shuddered. My body was even betraying me. His tracing fingers found mine and he laced his fingers with mine. I didn’t react back at all. I had no more strength left in me.  

What the actual f**k? I felt his breath on the crook of my neck and my wolf was howling inside with joy. A moan escaped my lips and he kept breathing on my neck. Then he kissed my neck ever so gently up and down to my collar bone. I moaned again. Then I felt his tongue flick my ear lobe and my eyes shot open. He started nibbling on my ear and I started wriggling under him. My fingers clenched around his fingers as I felt a burning sensation in the pit of my stomach slowly rising.  

“Hannah,” he whispered, “you taste so good. I love the sounds you are making.” I looked up and Evan was staring straight at me. His dark hair around his face framing it ever so gently. The only light in the room was the moonlight cascading through the window I had opened and kicked the screen out. The light breeze was playing with the translucent white curtain making it dance in the moonlight. Evan wrapped his left arm around my waist and brought me up to him.  

“Evan,” I whispered. 

“Yes?”  

“Kiss me.” His eyes flashed back to black orbs and he swooped down and took my mouth with his. Our tongues were dancing together, our bodies wrapped around one another, and the fire in my stomach burst out of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down with me. His slick wet body was making the shirt wet and I could feel my n*****s poking him in the chest. The cool breeze wasn’t helping with the heat I was feeling.  

Evan’s hand slipped down my back and around my thigh. He hoisted my right leg over his hip and pushed himself down on me. I could feel that he was rock hard through the towel wrapped around his waist. His mouth let go of mine and his black eyes looked at me. Then he looked down at my peeking n*****s and he started trailing kissed down my sternum. I arched my back and offered him my hard-taut n*****s. He took the right one into his mouth through the shirt and flicked his tongue over it. I let out a gasp as his hand found my other n****e.  

Why was my body betraying me like this? Why was my mind betraying me like this?  

Evan stopped and made his way south trailing kisses and licking my stomach. I felt his hand that was wrapped around my thigh push my leg open to allow his head in-between. He stopped right above my mound and breathed in deep.  

“Strawberries and lavender,” I heard him whisper. Then he kissed the top of my mound and I gasped again. He took his tongue and ran it on either side of my lips as his hands pushed my legs farther apart. I dug my hands into his hair and pulled. Then I felt his tongue, his whole tongue, sweep up slowly and glide back down slowly.  

“Oh my god,” I moaned.  

“Mmm... you taste so sweet baby,” Evan said. He hooked a finger on either side of my labials and opened me up. I felt his tongue slowly flickering around and kisses here and there. “Hannah, I don’t know if I can hold on anymore.”  

I looked down at him as he looked up at me with those black orbs. I saw his tongue dancing on my c**t and rolled my eyes back. He started sucking, flicking, and licking my p***y and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning and rolling around under him.  

“You’re so wet baby,” he said between licks. His fingers started playing with me as he sucked on my c**t.  

“Stop,” I moaned. “Please stop.”  

“It doesn’t seem like you want me to stop.” My hips lifted off the bed and into his face. He pressed his nose into my cavern and started rubbing me with his thumb.  

“I said stop!” I yelled and rammed my knee into the side of his head. He stopped immediately and got up from between my legs.  

“What the f**k!?” Evan yelled. This was my chance while he was somewhat disoriented. I kicked him under his chin and rolled out from under him. I made my way to the open window and threw both my feet out while sitting on the sill. I looked at the drop and my heart lurched. I turned around to look at Evan who was holding his jaw and saw a glimmer of blood run down his chin. Then I turned back around, looked at how far the drop was again, and let go.  

“Hannah no!” was the last thing I heard before my body hit the ground.  

***** 

Am I dead?  

No.  

Then where am I?  

With me. 

Who... who are you?  

It’s me, your wolf. It’s Bella. 

Bella...? 

Yes, Hannah. We survived the fall, but we’re really broken right now. I can’t heal us fast enough. We both weren’t strong enough yet to survive that kind of fall. What you were you thinking? 

I just wanted to get away from him. From that monster. 

That monster is our mate! 

He is not! Stop saying that.  

Then why didn’t you reject him right away? 

I did. I didn’t call him my mate. 

But you claimed him. You said ‘mine’. He said ‘mine’. You both claimed one another even if you didn’t actually say the word ‘mate’. Why are you doing this to us? 

What am I actually doing to us? I'm trying to get us away from him. He doesn’t deserve us.  

No... we don’t deserve him. He's trying to be patient with you, but you’re f*****g everything up.  

I stopped talking to Bella and opened my eyes. I was laying on the ground with my right hand sprawled out in front of me. I looked at my fingers and attempted to move them which they wiggled a little bit. As long as I still had my limbs I should be fine. I slowly got up and felt a shooting pain up my left leg. It could either be broken, fractured, or dislocated. I didn’t care. I started dragging myself across the yard and to the tree line that I could make out. I cupped my right shoulder with my left hand because that was starting to burn. Again, it could’ve been broken, fractured or dislocated. I heaved my broken and tired body as far and as fast as I could.  

When I made it to the closest tree I sat down at the base of it and assessed myself. So far I was scratched up pretty bad, bleeding from open cuts on my legs, and the shirt I had on was bit a tattered, but I didn’t care.  

Need to keep moving Bella. 

Where? Where do you think you’re going to go at this time of night in this state? 

Home Bella. Have.... to... go... 

Hannah... Hannah! 

“HANNAH!” I heard someone yelling out my name. I looked up from my battered legs and saw Evan outside with Alex and Harry.  

“No,” I whispered. “I have to get out of here.”  

“Hannah!” Alex yelled. “Where the f**k are you!? Allie is going to be pissed.”  

“f**k Allie,” I growled under my breath.  

I saw Evan sniffing the air while Harry was studying the broken-up ground where I was dragging myself. Harry pointed in my direction and I could see Evan staring straight at me. He looked pissed himself. At least he put on a pair of joggers and wasn’t naked anymore. I laughed at that thought and closed my eyes.  

Hannah, get up.  

Fuck you Bella. You're a traitor too. 

I heard Bella whine and retreat into the back of my mind. She closed the door and sulked. I didn’t care. I was in control; not her. My eyelids started feeling heavy again and my whole body slumped to the ground. I could feel myself slowly keeling over and I thought this was it. This is how I die. A smile crept up on my face as I could feel my head hit the grass underneath me. I was finally free of my pain and free of Evan. The mate I didn’t want. The mate I didn’t need. The mate who killed my father. The mate who I hated with all my heart and soul.  

I slowly opened my eyes and saw Evan bending over me.  

“Fuck.... you,” I mumbled. Then my world went black.