I woke up as early as 4 am on Sunday morning to prepare for the long flight ahead. I have already packed everything I was going to need. I will be carrying only the essentials, and they fit into two boxes. I had a big suitcase with me and a small handbag. My mum even packed some spices and ingredients for me, in case I needed a taste of home.
It's strange how tomorrow I'll be a Luna of the Blue Crescents rather than a Ravenwood pack member. My family all accompanied me to the airport. My mum was quietly sniffing, trying without fail to hold back her tears in front of the car. We arrived at the airport, and I went to get checked in for my flight and my luggage. It will be a one-way flight and it will take me to Southampton International Airport, and lucky me, it will be first class.
We were all sitting in the waiting area when I heard a ping go off. It was from my phone. I opened it and quickly scanned the content and hissed. It read.
I am so sorry I haven’t been able to reach you.
I will make it up to you when you get here.
I will be there to pick you up when you land.
Have a safe flight. I miss you.
So, he has finally remembered that he has a mate. I wanted to ignore the message, but decided against it. There is no need to start things on a bad note. I sent a short reply and closed the phone. I angled myself towards my family and focused on them. They were all trying to engage in small talk to cheer me up. Not that I need it.
We were still talking when we heard the loud speaker go off.
"This is the final call for passengers boarding the air peace flight to Southampton. Please proceed to the boarding gate immediately." I have never seen my dad panic, but once that announcement was made, I felt a small shudder pass through him. It was finally time. I am leaving home, probably forever.
Immediately, my dad pulled me for a hug; his large body covered me and his scent enveloped me. "I will miss you so much, baby. Try to love and respect your mate. You are going to be a Luna, so I expect you to start behaving like one. Don’t ever settle for less. Show them what you are made of."
"Yes, dad. I promise."
After that, my dad released me and my brother grabbed me in a bear hug. "I will miss your troubles so much, kiddo. Don’t forget to call me. And if your mate is giving you trouble, don’t hesitate to tell me. I don’t mind flying over there to rough him up a little."
"Well noted, bro. I will miss you too."
I looked over to my mum and she was still sniffing. She definitely felt the impact more because we have always been so close since I was little, and I was her only female. I went over to her side and pulled her in for a hug. "Mum, stop crying. I am not dying okay. I will always call you and even come to visit once in a while."
"I know, baby, I know. It is just hard to part with you. I will miss you so much. I don’t have much to say again because I have said enough these past few days. Besides, your father and brother have said it all." She gave me a kiss on my forehead and released me.
We all said our final goodbyes, and I headed over to the boarding gate. I gave one last look at them and waved furiously. "I will call you when I land."
I saw that they were both holding my mom, probably for emotional support. It is time to start a new chapter in my life. I slung the handbag higher on my arm, took a deep breath, and started marching to the gate.
After some minutes, I was ushered onto the plane in the first-class seat. At least my mate got great taste. It was going to be a long flight, so I decided to get some rest. I put the chair in a sleeping position, and soon, I was fast asleep, dreaming about a certain brown-eyed Alpha.
I woke up with a start, looking around, somewhat confused about the environment. I looked around, about to call my mother, when my gaze was drawn to the window and I realized I was in the air. A little wave of disappointment washed over me. My only consolation was that I was going to meet my mate. The fact that I would get to see and physically touch him was my only comfort.
I looked at the screen in front of me and noticed that we were flying over Algeria. Just then, a hostess came over with a tray filled with food and drinks and placed them in front of me. "This is for you, Luna." To say I was shocked was an understatement. I kept searching my mind to try to remember if I had told anyone about me, but I couldn’t recall such a time.
"Don’t be afraid, Luna. My name is Naomi. Your mate is my Alpha. He put you on this flight so that I could watch over you. Please don’t hesitate to tell me if you need anything and I will provide it for you." She responded with much enthusiasm, a complete difference from my mood.
"Meanwhile, enjoy this dish of smoked salmon with cream cheese and caviar, salami with olives, and sun-dried tomatoes." She said, pointing to the individual dish as she listed their names.
I replied with thanks and watched her leave to attend to other passengers. I shifted my seat to a comfortable position and soon dug into it. The food was amazing, though it doesn’t exactly taste like home, but it was able to keep the worms at bay.
I spent the next three hours catching up on some of my novels. I was soon lost in the world of mystical adventures, fighting demons and other unworldly creatures.
I got tired of the novel, so I turned on the screen in front of me and a movie was playing on one of the channels. I watched the movie for a while before I drifted to Lalaland. I was woken up again by the kind lady. I believe her name was Naomi. I was treated to a light snack, and my wine glass was refilled.
"Ladies and gentlemen." A loud voice from the speakers interrupted my thoughts. "We have begun our descent into Hampshire. Please turn off all portable electronic devices and stow them until we have arrived at the gate. In preparation for landing, be certain your seat back is straight and your seat belt is fastened. Thank you."
After hearing the announcement, I straightened my seat and stowed my tray table and soon, we began to descend to the airport. I felt a wave of nervousness hit me as the plane began to slowly come to a stop. I fingered the wristwatch my brother had gifted me on my last birthday; the time read 18 minutes past 6. I had yet to receive another text from Richard, and it was slowly getting on my nerves. I hope he doesn’t plan to leave me stranded in this strange land.
I rested my head on the chair while others were standing up to go, contemplating various ways I would castrate that mate of mine if he left me here. "Welcome to Hampshire, Luna," Naomi greeted me cheerfully, quite the opposite of my mood. I flashed a smile at her and nodded my thanks.
"How was the flight? I hope everything is to your liking."
"Yes, it was. Thank you for the warm reception."
"Please just sit back and relax. When the crowd has reduced, I will lead you to the waiting area where a pack member will be here to lead you home. Thank you for your patience." She gave a deep bow and left.
I heaved a deep sigh. Could my day get any worse? I was thinking he would be the one to pick me up, but he sent a pack member and he couldn’t even tell me. Just wait till I get my hands on him. He will soon learn how to treat a mate.
Already in a grumpy mood, I dragged my feet towards the toilet to refresh myself. As I looked around, I was in awe. Even first-class toilets are different. It was spacious compared to the economy and obviously well maintained. I quickly did my business and freshened up. I adjusted my clothes, reapplied my lip gloss and brushed my hair.
After the rigorous clearing exercise, I got my bag and sat in the waiting area. Naomi had said that someone would be here to pick me up. Dan was his name. I glanced at the wristwatch. He should be here any moment now. I stuffed my ears with the air pods and got lost in some soul music.
I felt a light tap on my back. I quickly scanned the intruder, ready to jump into action if need be. I tried to recall the description Jessi had given me. Tall, ginger-haired, has a scanty beard and an eyebrow piercing. Yep, it is definitely Dan.
"My apologies, Luna. The delay was caused by the traffic." He bowed deeply in apology.
It still seems surreal that I was the Luna to a freaking pack, so I find it weird when I see people obviously older than me bowing to me. I did that weird awkward pat on the back. "Yea, no problem."
"Welcome to Blue Crescent Pack Luna. I hope the flight was peaceful."
"Yes, it was."
"This way please." He gestured toward the gates. I followed him to a Black SUV and got inside. I quickly sent a text to the family group chat to inform them of my arrival. I moved closer to the window to get a good view of the city. But the jetlag was hitting me, and before long, I was dozing.
I woke up with a dull pain in my head. I lazily massaged my temples, feeling a little bump there. Something is wrong. I can just feel it. I raised my nose in the air, taking a big whiff of the air. The air is heavy and damp, pressing against my skin like a clammy shroud. Where am I? Most importantly, whose bed am I lying on? The velvety sheet that was pressed against my skin felt like heaven. I could just lie here forever. I, with much displeasure, peel my eyes open, rubbing away the sleep fogging my vision with my fingers. The scent of freshly baked pastries filled my nostrils. I could hear faint whispers around me. I looked towards the windows, which were covered by flowery drapes. This should be the pack house, but is this Richard’s room? I raised my nose to the air again, sniffing. It isn’t Richard. The citrus scent Richard has is so faint that it is almost non-existent. The soft chime from the grandfather clock interrupted my thoughts. 9 a.m. Wait, what? 9 a.m?? A gasp made its
"This," he gestured to the three-story building we were standing besides, "is the pack house. The Alpha and the beta stay here. Other pack members are also welcome here. But he/she must contribute to the maintenance of the place." "I see." "The training center and the gym are just behind the pack house. I don’t know if you noticed, but the pack’s school is the first building you will see as you enter the pack. The pack hospital is also located at the entrance of the pack. The buildings you see scattered around are houses belonging to pack members. And that is all." He said, scanning the environment. I looked up at him in disbelief. What the hell? "What sort of half-assed tour is this? I said 'a tour,' and that means actually walking around the pack showing me places PHYSICALLY, not just saying it." A light chuckle escaped his mouth at my little rant, "There is really nothing to see here, just bunches of-" "I don’t care," I interjected rudely, "I would still like to go. And if you
"Why the fuck are you here?" He furiously mouthed the words at me. His light brown eyes were so dark now that they seemed black. Rolling my eyes, I continued digging into my food, making sure to chew each morsel thoroughly. I could still feel his eyes drilling into me. If looks could kill, I would be six feet under now. A devious plan came to my mind and I smiled as the wheels in my mind began to turn. Let us see how he will ignore me now. Taking a forkful of the pudding, I immediately began to hatch my plans. Looking at his face, I cut a piece of the sausage and stabbed it with the fork. And, without breaking eye contact... "A-ah," I let out a soft moan as I carefully transferred the sausage to my mouth. The meal was really kicking in now. The flavor burst into my mouth as I chewed the bacon-wrapped sausage. His light-brown eyes flashed gold almost immediately, in response to my moans. He licked his lips as his eyes followed my throat as I swallowed, hungrily taking me in. "What a
I didn’t register what was going on until I felt his lips on me. He was kissing me! Richard was kissing me! I was having my first kiss! My mind was on overdrive; the fact that Richard was kissing me was making all my senses go haywire. The kiss wasn’t like what I usually read; it wasn’t forceful or harsh. No, his mouth glided over mine like butter melting. The feeling of his mouth on mine made me close my eyes as I started getting into the kiss. He squeezed my ass again, although much harder than before, and I let out a gasp. He used that opportunity to thrust his tongue into my open mouth, tasting all of me. My hands moved to rest on his neck, gripping him tightly. His tongue dove into mine, clashing with mine, trying to fight for dominance, but I had nothing but submission to give. I was a piece of putty in his hands, merely a mouse to this piper. What started soft and tender began to get heated as our tongues clashed against each other, our hands exploring each other in a frantic
Already getting tired of being cooped up all day in his room, I made for the door, shutting it with a click. I came out, making sure to look both ways in case of a passerby. I wouldn’t want to start a controversy even before I was introduced to the pack. I made my way to the stairs, taking them two at a time. I was just basically going anywhere my steps led me, and if I was lucky, I was hoping to bump into Harry. I got to the first floor and decided to take a look, but immediately I looked inside the corridor, I had a change of heart. The hall was filled with people, mostly teenagers and young people roaming about. It was loud, with music blasting from one room, a complete contrast to the Alpha’s wing. I wasn’t going to risk it, so I moved on. On getting to the ground floor, I made my way to the refrigerator to get a drink, feeling energized as I gulped the cold liquid. Following the scent of chicken to the kitchen (get it, chicken, kitchen), I got to where they were preparing food.
"...so, who is she? I heard you got a new plaything." A deep, husky voice that I hadn't heard of rang from the hallway. It was a male, probably around my age. His voice was low-pitched, like he was talking in small letters, but it still had that authoritative ring. I heard a tired voice sigh. CITRUS. It was Richard. I hurried to the door to unbolt it from its lock. "What will become of Sophia now? I actually kind of like her—she was the only reasonable one among your exes." I yank the door from the hinges, my anger taking hold of me for the moment. It was just at the surface, and it was looking for any opportunity to burst out. If I hear anything about that damn Sophia again, I will scream bloody murder. I glared at the man whore in flesh, not caring about the reaction of the other person. Richard has a lot of groveling to do. At least he had the decency to turn his face to the other side when he saw that my face was anything but pleasant. But how bad is his dating history that peo
"You have a lot of explaining to do, Richard! What am I hearing about a new girl?" An angry female voice snarled. It was coming from the hallway, and she was making her way towards us very fast. Before long, the door opened with a bang, and a mature woman emitting a lot of power and anger walked in, her eyes scanning the room, looking for her target. There was no doubt that it was Richard's mother. He got his brown hair from her, and the delicate features too. Although she was on the shorter side, just reaching Richard's shoulders. She seemed like a force to reckon with. "Mom! What are you doing here? How did you get here?" "What did you think my legs were for? Just because I am old doesn't mean I am an invalid. And don't you dare try to change the topic." I decided to introduce myself to try and take the heat off him. "Good evening, ma'am." I curtsied, just like we do back at home when we greet people older than us. She looked at me strangely, not at all pleased at the intrusion
I held the wall to steady myself, ready to lash out at the person who was obviously blind to see that I was coming. I got the shock of my life when I looked up, and it was that red-haired bitch, Sophia. Her very presence irritated me. I couldn't even hide my scowl, as my lips curled in disgust. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you blind?" I barked furiously at her, my voice leaking with power as my wolf came out momentarily. "I am so sorry, Luna. I was lost in thought and I didn't notice anyone there." She bowed her head as she replied in a calm voice, her sentences heavily accented. I almost felt bad for her. She hadn't done anything wrong to me, and here I was, terrorizing her. "What do you want? Richard isn't here". I crossed my arms, trying to appear intimidating. "I know that Richard isn't here, but I actually came to talk to you." What?! I froze in place as I tried to process what she had just said. "Excuse me? What do you mean by you want to talk to me?" My voice did
My hands were drumming on the table as the lady kept talking, and I tried to tune her out. No matter how hard I tried to concentrate on the meeting, my mind kept jumping to the children I left in the room. I had told Jesse to watch them, but I know he will be of no help. I was particularly worried about Jasmine, the oldest of my twins. She is known to be fearless and has a knack for inviting trouble, even though she just barely clocked 5. Her twin brother, Jason, was equally troublesome, but he was easier to control than his sister. When will this damn meeting be over? This was something I never got used to—sitting down for hours and hearing people talk. Richard noticed my attitude and smirked, "Feeling bored?" He asked me through the link. "You can say that again. I am just worried about the twins. You know what Jasmine can be like." It didn't help that I had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. "Relax. Don't worry, they are in safe hands. My brother is watching over them.
"Alright, the bad news. Your mom is suffering from a stroke." Richard's face crumbled as he heard it. I held him, trying to comfort him in the best way I knew how. "But we are werewolves, Gamgam; we don't suffer illness." He tried to argue. "Yes I know, which is why it is rare. But your mother has been without a mate for a while, and it is affecting her. She is slowly deteriorating." "And the good news?" He asked, trying to gain hope. "The good news is that the operation was successful. We were extremely lucky that we got to her on time. She should be waking up soon." We all collectively heaved a sigh of relief. I could feel Richard untensing at her words. "Thank you so much, Gamgam. I am really grateful for everything." "It is alright." "She is also like a daughter to me, and I wouldn't want anything to happen to her." Just then a male doctor and some nurses came outside. "This is Alexander. He was the head surgeon in charge of her operation, and he in fact needs to be praised.
I woke up with a splitting headache—now that I think of it, I am always waking up with a splitting headache. Anyways, I rub my hands over my sleepy eyes, trying to clear the sleep. Looking around, the sheets have been thrown on the floor during our steamy session. The bed was unmade and rough, and Richard was sleeping on it like that, eagle-spread and snoring. I frowned as the noise got to my ears. Reaching over, I pinched his nose tight, and it was able to control it.I looked around, trying to get my clothes. The red and white furniture is a stark contrast to our black furniture, which reminded me that this was not our room. But that begs me to ask the question, "Where were we?"But before I troubled myself with that piece of information, Richard would know best how to answer it. I need to look for my phone; if I could remember, someone was trying to reach me yesterday. But Richard collected my phone and switched it off.I shuffled to the edge of the bed and placed my legs gingerly
It has been a hassle trying to get Richard to leave the venue. He had gotten power drunk and was crazy about winning. Soon the locals found out that they were never going to beat him, so they got tired, and no one was in the mood to compete again.He looked around, searching for new competitors, but no one was willing to wrestle with the new person. "I see y'all are getting tired of being beaten at your game. But I get it, and I will go. Let me just get my money." Someone directed him to where all his earnings from the game have been stacked.We went over there, and bundles of 10-pound notes were stacked high on the table. "What are you going to do with all that money?" I asked him through the link."Hmm, I don't know. Probably convert it to the pack's fund?" I dug my elbows into his ribs, and he looked at me quizzically, "You know you can't do that. You will be ripping them off of their hard-earned money, and goddess knows they need it. Besides, I have seen the pack's account, and I
The sun had begun to set on the horizon, and darkness was slowly creeping into the place. But that was when the main show was getting started. According to Richard, I was going to experience the Southampton nightlife. The first place we visited was the Duke of Wellington, commonly known as "the Duke of Boots" by locals. The name was given after its namesake’s famous victory at the Battle of Waterloo. It was a formidable timber-framed building with colorful hanging baskets that greeted our arrival. We were led upstairs to the rooftop. It had a section for the bar and for the restaurant. We got seated in one of the chairs, and I got comfortable. I looked beyond the horizon, watching as the night was taken up by the stars and beautiful street lights. I looked up to see the moonlight shining down on us. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the night breeze. "Enjoying the view?" Richard whispered into my ears, and I nodded. "Yeah, it is beautiful. Thank you for today." He gazed at me, his dark
The date hasn't even begun, but overall, I was loving it. My skin was glowing after hours of pampering and care. My nails were on fleek, and even my hair was flawless. Apparently Richard told them to get a hair stylist for me because he wants me to look my best. Like can I love this man even more? He was just too sweet.I was heading towards the inner room to go get my clothes when the head of the spa handed me a bag and said it was from Richard, and she was gone like a flash. I looked at the corner where she had disappeared, wondering why she had given me a bag.I peered into the bag, and I could see black wrap. I was skeptical about it, but since it was from Richard, I trusted that it would be something good. Today has been full of surprises, and I wonder what he had planned. I went to the changing room and brought out the items from the bag, and my hunch was correct. It was new clothes.I tore the wrapper off the clothes in a hurry, my heart pounding within my ribcage, wondering
A date is exactly what I need now. I can't remember the last time we went on a date. As I tried to think of the last time, I was reminded of the first one we went to. It was unarguably my best date ever; not like I have ever had any before that. But he was a total gentleman there, and it was one of the reasons I started falling for him. I wonder where we will be going this time around. Just the thought of it was making me feel giddy. With our busy schedules, we barely had time for ourselves, so I am willing to take this opportunity and enjoy it to the fullest. We took a quick bath together; Richard wanted us to be out of here before he starts getting calls. Otherwise, we may be unable to go after all. "Where are we going to?" I asked him as we were getting dressed. He had been tight-lipped since, probably not wanting to spill. "I don't know, just get dressed; you will know when we get there." "That is the thing; I don't know what to wear. I need to know exactly where we are going
Richard opened the door, and the stench of alcohol hit me hard. I froze, my sensitive nose wrinkling at the smell of the fermented drink. I glared at him, my mouth pressing into a line. I was pissed at the fact that he left without telling me, making me worried, only to come back drunk. "Take care of him." Someone slurred, and I turned to look at who had brought him; it was his Beta and he also reeked of alcohol. "Ian, wait," but he was already off, staggering to his room while holding the wall for support. I was left alone with Richard, so I moved closer to hold and steady him. He was so drunk that he couldn't stand well. My ear pricked when I heard a loud crash on the floor. "Fucking floor, can you just be straight for a minute?!" He cursed at the ground. I was going to help him up when he called out, "I'm okie dokie; don't worry, Luna." I looked at the corridor, and it seems like he got it under control. He had picked himself up and was staggering back to his room. I shook my h
"What was the meaning of that, eh?" I questioned him as soon as we got back home. "The meaning of what?" He asked, like he didn't know what he just did. The urge to roll my eyes at him was so strong that I had to resist it. "The meaning of what happened back there with Harry." "Oh, that? That was nothing." He replied nonchalantly. "Why did you grip my waist tighter when he was around?" "Do I have any reason not to do so?" He replied offhandedly while unbuttoning his shirt. "You are my mate, and I can do whatever I want with you." "I know, Richard, but that is beside the point. You were trying to rile him and make him feel jealous." I argued further. "And so what if I did? Why does it bother you?" "It doesn't bother me, but you have to take into account that he doesn't have a mate, and you are rubbing that fact in his face." He sighed, pausing what he was doing, "drop it, Isabella; it is beginning to sound like you care about him." "What is that supposed to mean, he is my frie