The Luna of his Dreams

She came to him every night, just the same. She’d enter his room very carefully, tip toeing, moving through his bedroom like a ghost; the only sounds were that of her clothing dropping to the floor, leaving her body bare. Of course his Alpha hearing alerted him to her presence immediately — he could never ignore her amazing scent either. His senses were intoxicated the moment she’d stepped into his bedroom, they soared higher and higher like the rising sun at dawn, as she came closer. Even though his body could already burst from pleasure, he did not move, or dare to stir, he enjoyed watching her porcelain breasts bounce as she slid naked onto his bed. He watched through his lashes as this beautiful ghostly woman climbed slowly towards him. Once at the head of his massive bed, the woman rested her head on his chest as if listening to his heart beat, her long brown hair tickled his chest, but he still did not move. He allowed her scent to overcome him, the wonderful scent of lavender had filled the entire room now. She moved and rested her head on his shoulder now, draping her long elegant arm across his chest. She ran her fingers through his thick black hair, then she began to gently trace her fingers down his eyes, nose, lips, and beard. Finally she started to rub his chest, pulling his chest hair just a little before moving her hand lower and lower, waiting for his reaction. He tried not to smile as he’d finally decided to act, he slowly opened his eyes and pounced on top of her before she could react; making her shriek and giggle. He stared into her luminous ocean blue eyes, kissed her lips vigorously, then moved to nibble on each of her breasts. She twisted and giggled some more as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her light laughs sounded like music to his ears, how did he become so lucky to be fated to a mate as beautiful as this! He growled low and deep as he kissed her chest and neck, it was time to mark her, he couldn’t wait any longer to make this divine being his. He looked at the crook of her neck, he almost hated to spoil her perfectly flawless skin. She tightened her arms around his neck pulling him closer, he was just an inch from making her his forever.. Suddenly a fog filled the room and he blinked, it all has vanished. He squeezed his eyes shut then opened his eyes again hoping the dream would come to life. The Alpha was alone in his bed. No beautiful woman and not even a hint of her lavender scent was left behind. He exhaled disappointedly, then threw off the covers, he’d need an ice bath before he could go downstairs and face his pack today.. It was a big day for the Moons Shadow Pack, their annual gathering of neighboring packs, was in just three days. Many wolves found their mates at this gathering and this year it was his packs turn to host. He showered quickly after soaking in his ice bath for awhile. He looked in the mirror after stepping out from his shower. The Alpha was built not unlike most Alphas, he was six foot three inches tall, large biceps, strong legs, and an almost olive tan. He stayed pretty tan from sparing in the fields with the other warrior wolves from his pack. He closed his eyes to remember her face just for a second, he didn’t know if she was real, but he was addicted to seeing her face every night. He prayed that his dreams were visions of his future and that she would be there. He didn’t care which pack she came from, as long as she was real and she was there. It was time to go check on the preparations for the grand gathering, he just knew this was it, he’d finally have his Luna.