Healer For Alpha

We Can Go

{ Lunanci }

I can sense Rio is upset again when he throws his phone on the floor and stays on his bed with his arms crossed and staring at nothing.

"What happened now?" I ask. In just a second Rio gets out of his bed and crawls into mine.

"Get this," he starts and then proceeds to tell me about the conversation with his evil cousin, "It's bullshit, isn't it? I mean... what the hell happened with him? And Alex? They both got organized to hate on me? What did I do to them?"

"Maybe just... you know, it's life," I mutter because I can feel how bad he feels about this. Rio lies face down on the bed and looks at me with his pretty eyes full of hope, he wants me to make him feel better, "I think they're just growing up, just like you. They have their own things and problems. Laurie's like a mini-president now, isn't he? He must have a lot of pressure. And Alex has issues with his designation identity, that sucks, too. And since you don't have any apparent problems or responsibilities or problems like they do, you want things to be like they used to be but it's not possible."

"Luna... I feel worse now," he mumbles and I grimace, "You mean they're doing things and I'm just wasting my time? I'm thinking about my bakery! I'm doing stuff too."

"I know, but that's recent. You just decided to open a bakery a couple of hours ago. That'll eat up your time now and maybe you'll stop feeling so affected by your friends... leaving you aside," I explain, shrugging, "It's hard to keep things the same as when you were kids, Rio."

"I guess," he whispers and drops his head back on the pillow, "I never thought our friendship would break up, but I guess you're right. Everyone's doing their own thing now, it's part of growing up."

"Exactly," I nod and my hand moves with a will of its own to comb the hair that falls across his forehead. Rio closes his eyes as soon as my hand makes contact with his skin and sighs, but I have to pull my hand away because I have the urge to create a connection and talk to Alpha, but I can't do that while Rio is still awake, "I think it's time to sleep."

"Yeah," he replies and gets up from my bed. We both start moving to get ready for bed and once we do, Rio grabs his special pillow and sleep mask and lies down on his own bed, "Sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams," I reply and it feels strange talking to him from afar. I take a breath and lie there for a while, waiting for him to fall asleep so I can go have a very quick telepathic conversation with Alpha. I miss him.

I'm waiting to hear Rio's light snoring to get up, but I guess I'm more tired than I thought because my eyes start to close and I start to fall asleep before he does.

I'm almost completely asleep when I feel my bed sag with his weight and then his large body coming in under my covers. I smile and stretch my arms out to embrace his body and bury my face in his bare chest. Alpha responds to my embrace and settles in beside me. He is so big... I love his body. And I can't help but remember what we did in his rut, I've never had such an intense and wonderful s****l experience. I want to ask him if we can do it again even if it's not his rut.

"Luna?" he asks as I bring my lips to his neck, sounding confused. I don't care, I keep moving up until I reach his lips, but before I can he moves his face to the side and my lips fall on his cheek, "Luna, what the hell? Chill out, woman. I'm Rio, are you dreaming about your ex or something?"

His voice falls on me like ice water and I wake up completely, pulling away from his body like it's on fire as he chuckles softly and my face turns red with embarrassment.

"Sorry... yeah, I was dreaming about him," I lie, trying to save my face. Rio stops laughing then.

"Really? That was a joke. Why the hell are you dreaming about him like he's some Greek god? He's hideously ugly, remember?" he scoffs, “You have horrible taste."

"Yes, I do," I reply, swallowing to get rid of the embarrassment of having kissed his chest and neck while he’s… Rio.

"Well, get over him," he suddenly orders, making me laugh.

"Or what?"

"Or you'll try to fück me next time or something," he laughs, pulling me even tighter to his body, "Okay, it's time for bed. Be quiet."

"Rio, you're the one who..."

"Shh, Luna," he whines, as if I'm seriously the one who won't shut my mouth, "I'm so tired... I drove the whole time. You didn't offer to drive once."

"You didn't ask me to!"

"I shouldn't have to, it's common courtesy. Anyway, please shut your mouth."

"You're the most annoying person ever," I complain trying not to laugh again because that just encourages him to keep doing it and keep acting like I'm just his... unfuckable human pet, "And move your hips away from me because I can feel your hard d**k against me."

"Oh, s**t," he blurts out and immediately moves his hips a little until we're no longer touching. "I'm sorry. I'd say I was thinking about my ex but I don't have one."

"Yeah, because your cousin beat you to him," I venture, teasing him. Rio gasps and without any warning starts prodding my ribs, making me scream and twitch all over the place.

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{ Rio }

Life in Toronto is incredibly annoying.

There are a million people everywhere we go, everyone is incredibly rude and ugly and the collective scent is a hell of a lot worse. It's so bad that every so often I have to put my head down until my nose makes contact with Lunanci's hair and breathe her in. Her lack of human scent and the sweet clean smell of her hair is like a cleanse for my nose, so that means I have to walk behind her all the time in case I need a cleanse.

We've been here for over two weeks. I got a new phone, as Laurie ordered and destroyed the old one, 'accidentally' forgetting to pass on my contacts, so I have no way to contact anyone.

That means I haven't had contact with anyone in my family for eighteen days now. It's... honestly, it doesn't feel great.

I love my big, annoying family, I really do. I miss the group chat and the incessant nonsensical messages, usually with my mom and Uncle Daniel fighting, my Aunt Rosie sending pictures of her dogs, my Uncle Oliver sending inappropriate messages and my dad bugging him about it. I miss talking to my grandparents every day. I miss my daddy’s voice. And I really miss Alex and Laurie so hard it hurts.

But I'm not miserable, because I'm enjoying Lunanci's company. But that's all I’m enjoying, basically. I don't like this huge city, I don't like anything about being here, I want to go home, but every time I want to tell Lunanci about that, she has some plan and I have to drag it out because she's too excited to ruin it. I'm trying to give her anything she wants when she asks for it and more because my guilt is that big.

That's also why I've been thinking for several days about changing the plan completely.

"Hey, uhm... I feel like it's time to go home," I mumble as we're relaxing in a park that smells heavenly. Fresh and clean. We were smoking a tiny joint so I'm feeling loose and relaxed.

"Sounds good to me," Luna answers immediately, squeezing her hand on my leg.

"But I meant... just me," I mumble again. Lunanci looks at me as if she doesn't understand my words, "How about you stay here?"

"Why?"

"I noticed that you really like it here, so how about you just stay? We can look for a nice apartment, some little shop like the one you had before... I'll help you out for as long as you need, of course."

"Where is this coming from?" she asks, looking super confused, "I thought we were going to Tallahide together?"

"I don't know, Lunanci. I’m not sure I want to do that anymore. I just... I really like you and I trust you’d never do anything to jeopardize my people. You're... you're very..." I stare at her face and I feel a huge amount of words in my head, so many that they're jumbled together and I don't know what to say, "Very cool. If I take you to Fallonmore with me, there is no way my family will accept my friendship with a human. And if I take you to Tallahide, Laurie would definitely kill you, so I don't think it's a..."

"But I don't care!" she hastens to say, "Seriously, I don't care. Rio, I've always been so fücking bored with life, I've always felt like there's something missing. Like, this can't be it, right? Then you come into my life and show me that there is, there's this whole... universe I didn't know about, a whole secret society of amazing people with a deep connection to nature and magic. I need to see more of it, even if it means I'll die. I want to meet more werewolves and see them just living their lives. I would die happily and then move on to my next journey, my next life. Simple as that.”

I look down at my hands, swallowing to undo the lump in my throat.

"But I don't want you to die."

"When that time comes, we'll ask your cousin not to let you see," she says, looking up at me with those big brown eyes, "You won't know when it happens. Just imagine that... that I came back to this place and when you think of me imagine that I'm here. We always knew that moment would come, didn't we? Just... don't be sad."

"I'm not," I quickly defend myself, but she's still touching me so she can sense it. It just feels like she's saying goodbye and that sucks, "I'd seriously rather you didn't die just because I was stupid enough to shift in front of you and tell my fücking cousin about it.”

"Rio, please. I don't care," she repeats, "I want to go, I want to see you open your bakery, I want to meet your evil cousin and even your scary mom, or your cool grandpa. I want to meet an omega wolf. I want to feel a fated bond. I want to heal some wolf. If you leave me here alone, I'd be miserable forever because I didn't get to do any of that."

I stare at her. At those big eyes full of hope.

"f**k," I groan, letting out a breath, "Okay."

"Yes!"