The Lost Luna

Chapeter 4: Mate 2

Reylee

I woke up feeling a fabulous smell invading my nostrils, my head hurt but the pain was less than before, it had become bearable. I opened his eyes, finding the room illuminated by the light bulb on the bedside table, while outside the sky was dark.

I pulled myself up and passed a hand on my forehead, finding it cooler than before.

Next to me, I heard a noise and I turned suddenly afraid.

I was in front of the most beautiful man I’d ever seen in my life.

My heart galloped through my chest as I watched him carefully.

His amber eyes were fixed on mine as he sat in the chair next to the bed and got stuck with the bottle that had slipped from the bedside table. The arm stretched in the air while the hand held the bottle firmly.

His light brown hair, almost blond, fell softly on his forehead. His muscular shoulders were outstretched as the black cardin he wore highlighted his muscular arms. I felt my mouth water as his mind-blowing smell enveloped me and almost made me groan.

'Mate. Mate. Mate.' I heard a voice say.

I frowned and looked around, looking for the person who had spoken. To my surprise, there was no one but me and him.

Immediately, he approached me and put a hand on my forehead. As soon as his skin came into contact with mine, sparks passed through my body, increasing my salivation as my whole being fermented.

'Mate. Mate. Mate is so handsome.' she said in that voice again. I took a hand to my temple and rubbed it.

"The temperature has dropped." he said. His voice was hoarse and sensual, I felt my body respond and relax to that sound, like a melody that directly reached my soul.

"Who...?" I said, swallowing saliva that had just piled up in my mouth.

"I’m Asher." he said, looking me in the eye and smiling at me, which melted me completely into jelly.

I looked at his lips hard.

‘Kiss mate.’ The voice said again.

I squinted, feeling my head start to pulse again.

"Reylee?" he said worriedly.

"The head." I complained, bringing my fingers to my temples and massaging them.

Asher sat down on the bed and put his hand in my hair and put his face close to mine and his forehead against mine. He took a deep breath and so did I, letting his scent envelop me and calm me.

‘Mate smells so f*****g good.’

I chuckled at that comment and opened my eyes.

"Can’t you hear That?" I asked doubtfully as he opened his eyes.

We stood still, his amber eyes lost in my blues, the united fronts, the electric shocks radiating all over his body.

"You smell so f*****g good." he said, his voice much more guttural and hoarse, his body reverberated than it looked like purring.

I saw how his eyes changed, getting darker, black, licking his lips.

"Mate!" repeated the same voice as he approached and touched my lips with his.

I shivered and surrounded his neck with one arm, sitting even more and approaching him, as if my body no longer responded to me but to a silent and ancient call.

Asher came up and grabbed my lower lip between his teeth, his fangs sticking out, sharp and white. A sound like a groan slipped from my lips and he took it as an invitation and immediately joined our lips. The touch blew something inside me, a whirlwind of emotions as his soft, soft lips touched mine. He peeled off and shook his head, keeping his eyes closed.

"Karos." grunted, the voice was back to the previous one, more sensual and sweet.

"Mate." I said, but it didn’t sound like me. My voice was different, my body seemed possessed.

I stuck my fingers in his hair and I slammed my lips against his, also carrying the other arm around his neck and pushing myself against his body. He surrounded me with his arms and invaded my mouth with his tongue, which came to collide with mine dancing sinuously and in harmony.

Asher leaned towards me and we almost ended up on the bed, while a groan escaped from his lips, a groan that reverberated inside me, making me tremble and push even more against him.

He took a break from my lips, taking a breath as I put my face in the recess of his neck, feeling the beat of his heart beating violently. I rubbed my nose against Asher’s neck and heard him release a groan of frustration as he pulled the crotch of his pants with his hand.

'Mark him. Mate him. NOW.' The voice said again.

I pulled away from him and looked at him, waiting.

"If we don’t stop now I’ll make you mine right here, right now." he said, squinting and evidently fighting a battle against himself.

"Do it." I said again in a voice that wasn’t mine.

I looked up and looked around, because I hadn’t spoken. Was that voice mine? Was there anyone else?

Asher laughed and put his forehead on my shoulder, inaling my scent and causing me chills all over my body. I got closer to him.

"Don’t tempt me, little Luna." she said softly in a guttural voice.

"Luna?" I asked doubtfully.

Asher lifted his head and rubbed his lips against mine, looking intently into my eyes.

"I am the alpha of Crisom’s pack, Asher Volace." he solemnly said.

I looked up and opened my mouth wide. An alpha?

'The alpha is our mate, mate, mate, mate.'

Said the cheerful voice in my head, I bent down to him and caught his lips with mine, unable to control myself. Asher made a groan but immediately replied to the kiss, catching my lips and sticking his tongue in my mouth, sending it colliding with mine.

Someone knocked on the door and Asher gave a slightly annoyed growl.

I sighed, too, and pulled away, settling on the bed and resting my back on the headboard, while Asher rearranged my covers on my legs and sat at the foot of the bed.

"Come in." I said annoyed.

I didn’t need people around me. I wanted to be alone with my mate, I wanted to tear my clothes off and beg him to take me here and now, until my throat burned by screaming.

I shook my head and I noticed the loot that had formed in my throat. I noticed how Asher looked at me, as soon as our looks met, he smiled at me mischievously and I blushed. He probably sensed the change in my scent with his wolf nose, he probably knew I wanted it at the same time.

The door opened and Marie entered with a tray in her hand, the steam of the hot food rose towards the other while the maid glared at my alpha, not at all afraid.

I crossed my legs and sat even more while Marie put the tray in front of me.

"Your father came by earlier while she was sleeping, Miss, he’s in a meeting right now, but as soon as he’s free, he’ll come by to check." the woman said, arranging the food.

"My mother?" I asked, taking a sip of juice.

"She’s busy with the celebrations." Marie replied.

I nodded and took the spoon, dipped it in the soup in front of me and started to eat.

"I advise you, again, Mr Volace, to wait outside for the Alpha to arrive." Marie said grimly.

"I accept the advice but decide not to follow it." said my mate calmly as he stretched his legs on the bed and carried his hands behind his head, making a mocking smile.

I chuckled and continued to eat, feeling the hunger assail me while a note of vivacity ran through my body.

"Mr Volace." Marie said harshly.

"It's okay, Marie. I’m sure my father will understand." I almost said with a full mouth, "Could you bring Mr. Volace something to eat?" I asked politely, pulling out one of my sweetest smiles.

Marie didn’t say anything, she just turned around and left the room, almost slamming the door.

I laughed and continued to eat, feeling my Mate’s eyes following my every movement all the time.