The Luna of my Heart

Milia

"What did I do wrong!!!" I sob after him.   

I slump down onto the ground, folding my arms over my eyes and keep sobbing.  I cannot believe that this has happened to me. That I have had the most amazing experience, and that he has thrown me to one side, said that this is a mistake.  

We are mates! We belong together. I carry on crying. 

I start to shiver when I feel a breeze, realizing that I have not even gotten dressed after we had made love. Looking to my side, I see my clothing lying haphazardly on the ground and the bush where we had made love.  

Deciding to get dressed was the most difficult thing that I have done today, for those moments, while we made love, everything was perfect. 

Oh no! How will I act, surely Vixen will notice something is different. I have his scent all over me, Vixen will know that something has happened.  

Grabbing my clothing and getting dressed while I run, I look out for somewhere that I might be able to wash, somewhere that is secluded, a pond or a lake would work. It is warm out, so the water will not be too cold. Not that anything would stop me from washing myself clean of his scent. Taking a deep breath, I smell him on me, I can smell that we made love.  

Breathing in deeply again, I smell him more strongly than before. Suddenly I stop at the opening of the trees, where I see him bathing in a lake. He shakes the water out of his eyes and looks at me, I drop my clothing and walk towards him. It is as though there is a magnet pulling me towards him. 

I walk into the water slowly, and he stops with the water at his hips, with this mesmerizing look in his eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips. This is proof that we are mates, this pull, this want that we have for each other. He ran away from me just moments ago, and now I can see that he wants to take me again, and I will let him. Maybe, just maybe, he will realize that whatever he said earlier, doesn't matter, that we can be together.  

Stopping in front of him, with my taut n*****s against his chest, we look at each other and come together in a heated kiss. His tongue exploring my mouth and making me wet for him. His hands touching my breasts, playing with my n*****s. I can feel his shaft against my stomach, and I'm throbbing for him to be inside me. I run my hands through his hair and pull him closer as we kiss.  

"Take me," I whisper against his mouth. 

He grabs my ass and lifts my legs so that he is supporting me, sliding his shaft inside me slowly. I moan with pleasure. He fills me completely, stretching me out. I put my legs around his body, and he moves in and out of me while we kiss.  

I can feel my muscles tense with the expectancy of the most amazing orgasm. It is as though the water is acting as an aphrodisiac. Everything feels more intense, more luscious.  

When my orgasm hits, I can only whimper and bite my lower lip, yet, he keeps moving, faster now. As though he cannot get enough of me. My body responds by building up again. I cannot believe that this feeling is possible, this is nothing like the first time, this feeling is explosive.  

We move in sync, when suddenly we both c*m, and as we peak, we both open our eyes and seek each other, knowing that we are meant to be mates. 

He kisses me gently on the lips and licks my bottom lip, where I feel a sting. I must have punctured it, he carries on kissing my jaw, down my throat and licks the area where he would mark me. I feel as though this is the moment, he is going to bite down. I can feel his sharp teeth against my neck, and elation at his accepting me as his mate shoots through me.  

I close my eyes and move my head slightly to the side so that my throat is open, and suddenly, his teeth are gone. He looks into my eyes, with a stare so cold, I feel my insides freezing. He puts me down and walks out of the water and away from me, only stopping to pick up his clothing on the way. 

My eyes should be dry from all the crying I have done in the last couple of hours, yet there are more tears slowly making their way down my cheeks. What just happened? The uncertainty of what I should do next is eating at me, so I wash, get out of the lake and get dressed. If anyone asks, I will say that I went for a walk and decided to swim. As for my red eyes, I will think of some excuse.  

My feet slowly make their way through the tall trees, looking at the moon dappling on the ground, seemingly showing me the way. Thoughts traipsing through my head and going in circles, looking to never stop their march. 

We made love twice, in a matter of hours, he cannot deny that we are drawn, destined; yet he does. At least he didn't say anything this time, I think that would have pushed me over the edge of insanity, more verbal abuse. 

He is such a tender lover, he didn't hurt me, not even for a second. He made me feel emotions and feelings that I never thought one person could make another feel, and the way that he looked at me, with such love and care. As though he would walk barefoot through the mountains for me, which made me laugh a little, as he would probably just shift and run. Then, suddenly like an icy pond, devoid of any of the love, passion and happiness that I saw while we were making love. As though he hated me, wanted to kill me for being near him.  

Maybe I should just try to stay away from him, which will take so much self-control. We are drawn to each other like moths to the flame. Our passion will not be silenced, I need to get through to him! 

Somehow, I need to speak to him about why he walks away all the time, why is nasty to me. 

"Milia!?" I hear Vixen call me. 

"I'm here!" I call back. 

She comes running and almost out of breath. "What happened?" she asks urgently. "I haven't seen you for hours." 

"I'm sorry, I thought it would be alright if I took a walk and then I found the lake and decided to have a swim," I say.  

"Your eyes are red, did the water bother them?" She enquires. 

"They are," I say; touching my cheekbone, "maybe I was just swimming for too long, and we had such a long day, with so much excitement."  

"None of these young pups bothered you, right?" she asks, looking me in the eye. 

"No one made a pain of themselves." I say to her. 

"Let's get you to bed, it has indeed been a long day. The girls have been in bed for hours already," she says as she links her arm with mine and pulls me towards her mate, Logan's house.  

We walk along not talking, simply taking in the beauty around us and breathing in deeply. Vixen has been so good to me since my parents have died, maybe I should tell her what really happened?  

"Vixen, I cannot lie to you, but I did not want to tell you, I was ashamed; because my mate does not want me." I say quietly. 

"You can tell me everything, I will not judge you, I am here for you." she says.  

So, I tell her everything, that we made love twice, how he was loving and tender and then cold afterwards. That I tried to wash his scent off of me so that no one would know what had happened. I cry some more while I tell her and she just gently wipes away my tears, giving me a serviette from the party, to blow my nose.  

"This is very difficult, how do we tell Logan, without telling him everything, so that he is able to assist?" she asks. 

"Maybe we should just see what happens? No, we can't, it would not be fair to Logan if I hid this from him. Tell him what you need to tell him. He deserves to know what happened. Cael and I are mates, what we did was normal." I say with certainty. 

"You truly have grown up into a wonderful young woman. I will tell him, leaving out specific details, as he does not need to know them." she says, and we silently giggle. 

"Thank you, you have been a mother to me all these years, I have always been able to come to you with even my smallest concern." I say with a hiccup. 

We carry on walking towards the house, and only then do I realize how far I walked into the forest. We had surely been walking for at least twenty minutes since I stopped talking, though I could finally hear party sounds again. Bypassing the party, we went up to my room and I got my pyjamas and had a shower.  

Feeling at least clean and fresh, I went to get a cup of warm milk to help me sleep. Seeing Vixen on the couch reading a book, I was curious. "You're reading??" I ask. 

"Yes, Logan had some Gamma business to attend to before he came to bed." she says with a sly smile. 

"Well, that explains it, didn't think that you two would leave each other alone when given the chance to be together." I say with a wink. "I'm just getting some warm milk, maybe it will help me to sleep." 

As I walk towards the kitchen, I hear her walking along behind me and she overtakes me to warm the milk for me, ever the mother. Pouring the milk into a pan and heating it to precisely the right temperature is a gift that she has. As the milk starts to boil, she shuts of the gas and pours the milk into a green mug. 

"There you go," she says, giving me a kiss goodnight, "don't worry about bringing the mug down, we can wash it tomorrow. Just put it on your bedside table and rest. I love you very much!" 

"I love you too, Vixen," I say. "Thank you for everything that you have done this evening." 

Climbing into bed, I drink my milk, put down my cup, and slip into a dreamless sleep.