The Vengeful Luna

Stew

Marina seems to start crying but before I can get up to comfort her, the main door opens and a crazy familiar peach scent floods me and intoxicates every one of my senses. When I turn my head, Elanor stands in the doorway, her golden eyes wide with disbelief. Behind her, a small child hides, or maybe a small woman? I don't know, I don't care.

I heard Marina curse under her breath. She's bitter. she's resentful... I can feel that. But there is no way in hell I was going to reject my mate just to protect her feelings. Maybe I was an asshole, but she would do just the same if she were in my shoes. I don't manage to get up before Elanor is suddenly in front of me, jumping in my arms, making me hiss in pain. Despite that, she doesn't want to let go. She crawls in my lap like a child and straddles my hips with her knees as if she were afraid I'd get up and not come back if she didn't do that right now. Her face is hidden in my neck and as I wrap my arms around her slowly, i feel her start sobbing against me, her grip getting a bit tighter.

"My dear, you're suffocating me- " I manage to whisper with a strained breath and she immediately loosens it.

"I'm sorry.. " she apologizes without looking at me, her hands now resting gently on my back.

Marina mutters something under her breath and turns the stove off. The stew was ready and, despite the mouth watering smell, all I wanted to do right now was hold Elanor. Food could wait. It waited for so long, it could wait a bit more. My eyes are closed, but I hear her walk away and out of the cabin, along with the other vampire that accompanied Elanor earlier. silence sets over the room and only her sobs make it through.

"I was so afraid I'd lose you- " she whispered between her sobs, holding me tighter.

Oh! how I knew that feeling. Oh! how many times did I not lye awake and think just about that. about never touching her again. about never seeing her again, or feeling her scent... or her warmth. It was the worst of pains I could have ever endured. The mere thought of losing her makes my chest ache even now. As if she could feel it, she peels away from my neck and her hands come up to cup both my cheeks in them. She looks at me with her round doe like eyes , filled with worry and concern.

"You're safe now, Aeolian. I'm not going to let anyone lay their hands on you ever again! Nothing will come between us ever again-"

I know she meant it. I know she meant every single word. I know she had the power to make this true, and I believed her. I knew she was going to make all this and more come true. I knew that despite me being the man, the alpha, the bigger and maybe stronger one, she was going to fight for me with all her might. And I was not going to stop her. I did not have the strength right now, anyway.

"I've missed you~ " It's all I can think of right now. I missed her pretty face, her gorgeous eyes, her full lips, her smooth and strangely soft skin, her warmth, her voice and her hay colored hair. I missed her silly barely there accent, and the way she frets over me. I missed feeling her body against mine and I missed holding her.

Suddenly, her worried eyes swell with tears and her words are choked and I'm not sure what to do because the last thing i want is for her to cry. But before I can say anything else, her lips clash against mine and stop me from saying the worst things at the worst of times. I'm overwhelmed by how soft her lips are, by the way her body presses against mine, the way her tears wet my face now too. How her tongue pushes between my lips and finds my own, brushing against it. The kiss feels as if she was in pain. As if she was starving and this was the first bite of food she had in ages. As if this was the first breath of air she managed to pull after resurfacing from a very dark place, and I got it. I get it, because I feel the same.

My hands move from her waist, up to her head, one of them tangling in her slightly damp hair, while the other cups her face. the blanket falls from my shoulders and I press against her, wanting to feel her closer but she was dressed. I could not feel her body's warmth. I could not touch her skin, and it reminded me to take it slow. It reminded me I had to have patience. Why? because there was no way I could start and finish this without hurting myself.

she breaks off the kiss with a loud sob, but when i open my eyes she is smiling between her tears. Her smile is wide and heartwarming. Oh! my lovely mate...

Our foreheads pressed together and her hands move to my hair, tangling into it. My hair reached right above my shoulders how, and truly, I could not wait to ask for a haircut. Her fingers tangle into it and she hold me close.

"I've missed you so much... " she whispers and pecks my lips before peppering my face with more kisses.

When my stomach growls and answers for me, she pauses.

"You're starving aren't you? " she muttered and hurriedly got off of my lap, almost running to the kitchen. "Marina made some stew. Is that alright? Or do you want something else? Hell.. have this and I'll get something a bit more filling for you. " she seemed to talk to herself, because she did not give me any time to reply.

She pours me a few ladles in a bowl and brings it to me. I'm hesitant to take it from her and when she notices the bandages she immediately grows frustrated with herself, cursing under her breath for not paying attention. she sets the bowl down and moves the coffee table closer to the sofa, placing the bowl in front of me, before rushing to bring me a spoon .

"Thank you- " I managed to whisper before I start eating.

The stew is just right. My stomach growls at the few bites and it soon settles with the warmth and the sensation of having something to process.