Loving Luna - Emily

Chapter Six - Leap of Faith

Emily couldn’t believe a week had passed already. She hadn’t seen Jenny around the castle and Vicky had her doing all sorts of errands. Emily was doing her best, but she felt like a failure. It wasn’t that she didn’t know how to do things, it was just that she was clumsy doing it. Vicky had high standards, even on the smallest task. After a royal screw up the day before, Emily was sitting in the sanctuary waiting for Vicky. She knew the Luna was going to have a lot to say and she wasn’t looking forward to this meeting.

“Morning Emily,” Vicky greeted her as she paddled into the room. Emily was sure the she-wolf was going to burst at any second.

“Morning Luna,” she replied as she watched Vicky easing herself into her favorite armchair.

“I wish this pup would come out already,” Vicky grumbled out. “Emily, we need to talk,” she started, and Emily looked down.

“I know I messed up, I’m sorry,”

“I don’t understand how you could fail to do such a simple task, Emily,” Vicky gave her a sad smile. “Is something bothering you? Distracting you?” Emily thought about this for a moment, aside from missing her family, everything else was going perfectly. All except for one thing, she looked up at Vicky and decided to trust her and open up about her fears.

“I miss my family, but that is to be expected. Carl is great, Peter and I are friends, overall I am very happy,”

“Then what is the problem?”

“Well, did you mean what you said to me?” Emily shyly asked her, and Vicky looked at her confused.

“I’ve said a lot of things to you, could you be more specific please,”

“When you said I could talk to you about anything at any time?”

“Of course, Emily,”

“Even s*x?” she asked and although Vicky blushed, she nodded. “Well, Carl and I haven’t had s*x yet and I feel that my inexperience may be off-putting to him,” she rushed out the words. “We have, um…sexual moments,” she added.

“s****l moments?”

“Yeah in the shower,” Emily blushed as she looked down again. She felt awkward discussing this with her, but she had no one else to turn too and ask about these kinds of things.

“Alright, Emily, I can understand your fears about having s*x, and when that time comes, I’m sure Carl will make it a pleasurable moment for you. I’m sure he isn’t worried about your inexperience, in fact, he may be trying to take things slow because you are a virgin,” Emily listened to her and she felt a little bit better, but she still had one more question.

“When we are in the shower, and after he…um…gives me pleasure, he hurries me up, why?”

“Hurries you up with what?”

“Like makes my hand go faster over his…”

“Oh! Well, he probably wants to enjoy the moment with you,” Vicky suggested. Emily could see that she was uncomfortable, and this made her feel stupid for bringing it up.

“I’m sorry for asking,”

“Emily, I think you may find talking about this with your mother would be easier and might be more comfortable. Why don’t you give her a call later?”

“Yes, I will do that, thank you,”

“I hope that once you know more about it, you won’t be messing up your duties,” it wasn’t a question, it was an expectation and Emily stood up and nodded.

“Yes, Luna, I will do better, I promise,” she said, and Vicky smiled.

“Good, now please see to Zoey, she wants to go into town for some personal items,” Vicky rolled her eyes as she spoke, and Emily smiled. Zoey was quickly becoming a problem. She was high maintenance and full of s**t. Emily excused herself and went to Zoey’s room.

-

Carl looked out at the young wolves seated in the classroom and he gave them all a serious look.

“Day two of your mental training, what have you learned thus far?” he asked them.

“Be vigilant!” they all shouted out and he nodded in approval.

“And what do you do if someone enters our territory unannounced?”

“Capture and report!” they shouted out. Carl noticed Justin in the back row, and he gave him a smile.

“And?” he urged.

“Do not kill!”

“Carl, come see me urgently,” Jeffery suddenly entered his mind.

“Good, now I want you to break into groups of three and read chapter four,” he watched as they nodded and he added, “I will return shortly,” he groaned out as he made his way to the office. Why did Jeffery want to see him? Was it about Jenny? Or Emily?

“Hey what’s up?” he asked as he walked in and Jeffery raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah sorry, hey alpha what’s up?” they laughed, and Carl threw himself on the couch.

“I have been waiting for you,” Jeffery stated plainly, and Carl frowned.

“I came as soon as you called,”

“No, I mean I’ve been waiting this whole week for you to come to ask me about what happened with Jenny,”

“Oh, yeah well,”

“You don’t want to know?”

“I guess,” Carl answered, he wasn’t sure if he did want to know. He had been devoting his time to Emily and the two of them had been getting to know each other, he thought less and less of Jenny as time went on.

“I banned her from the castle and the grounds for two months,” Jeffery said.

“Woah, that’s a long time,”

“It should be enough time for you to get over her, and for her to get over you,” Jeffery further explained. Carl nodded, lost in thought.

“How does Vicky feel about it?” he asked.

“She didn’t like it, as you know she and Jenny are good friends but she understands and has been trying to train Emily as best she can,” Carl knew that Emily was struggling, one of the agreements they had was, to be honest with one another. He was sure this was Emily’s way of making sure he was truthful, and he was, except when it came to Jenny. Every time she asked about her, he would shrug it off and lie. He hated himself for it, he hated himself for still having feelings for Jenny and his wolf was driving him nuts.

“Speaking of Emily, Vicky wants to talk to you about something,” when Jeffery blushed, Carl wondered what it was about. “Go and see her, she is in the nursery,” Carl lifted himself off the couch and left the office. He didn’t want to go and see Vicky; he didn’t want to discuss anything. He just wanted to go back to the young wolves and continue training them. He stood in the door as he watched Vicky folding baby clothes.

“Hey Luna, you wanted to talk to me?” he said to her and she turned, nodding at him.

“Come in and close the door,” she said. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, already dreading whatever it was she wanted to talk to him about.

“Carl, you know Emily is a virgin?” her question caught him off guard as he was so certain she was going to s**t on his head that his mouth just fell open. “You didn’t know? Shoot, sorry to drop that bomb on you,”

“No, I knew that,” she gave him an odd look and then continued.

“Well, that’s good. May I ask if you are being patient with her?”

“What the hell kind of a question is that?” he asked her, he was annoyed.

“I know you and Jenny had s*x, regularly and I know how excited male wolves can get,” she blushed, and Carl groaned out. He did not want to know about her and Jeffery’s s*x life. “Anyway, I was just wondering since she brought it up this morning,”

“I haven’t forced her into doing anything that she isn’t comfortable doing if that’s what you mean,”

“Do you show any signs of frustration?”

“Omg! What the hell does that mean?” he roared out. He was angry now. “In fact, why the hell is she discussing it with you?”

“She feels that her inexperience may be off-putting, and she wondered why you make her hurry,” Vicky pushed out the words so fast, that Carl just shook his head and left. He wasn’t going to discuss this with her. He headed back to the office and stormed in.

“Next time your mate wants to question me about s*x, make sure she has all the facts,” he shouted out at a surprised Jeffery. “In fact, tell her its none of her business and that if Emily ever discusses it with her again to tell Emily to talk to me about it!” he rushed out and went back to his class. The young wolves were quiet as they were busy reading and he hated to disappoint them, but he couldn’t continue with the class.

“I’m really sorry guys, we will continue tomorrow,” he announced and then left.

-

Emily and Zoey had just gotten back from town when Carl came rushing towards them, Emily was happy to see him but as she realized that he was angry, she frowned.

“Room, now,” he demanded as he passed them. Zoey shot Emily a sympathetic look as she excused herself and ran after Carl. When she entered their room, he was pacing.

“What’s wrong?” she asked him.

“Emily, ugh, how could you?”

“How could I what?”

“How could you talk to Vicky about our s*x life?” Emily blushed and looked down in shame. She had already regretted talking to her about it and now she knew she couldn’t trust Vicky to keep her mouth shut.

“Carl, I am so sorry,” she apologized as she looked up at him, he was shaking his head as he turned his back to her.

“Sorry isn’t going to cut it,” she could hear the anger in his voice, and she couldn’t imagine how he was feeling. She was searching for the words when he turned to look at her. She was taken aback by the hurt she saw in his eyes. She wanted to cry, but she wouldn’t cry in front of him.

“You should’ve talked to me Emily; we are mates and you told me to be honest with you. And here I thought things were going so well, only to find out and to be embarrassed by Vicky, that you are unhappy or questioning our s*x life! I am so disappointed in you that I can’t stand to be around you for another second,”

“Carl, no, please wait,” she begged but he brushed passed her and left the room, slamming the door closed. Emily broke down, letting the tears fall that she had been holding back. Finally, she managed to get herself together and stop crying. She had been hoping Carl would come back to the room, but he hadn’t. She was angry at herself and she was angry at Vicky. When the bedroom door began to open, she quickly stood and wiped her face.

“Emily?” it was Peter.

“Yes?” she asked him as he came into the room.

“No, honey, come here,” he said as he had seen she’d been crying. He opened his arms and she ran into him, nearly knocking him over as the tears began to fall again. “I’ve got you, sshh, don’t cry,”

“I’m s-sorry,” she sniveled, and he held her closer. When her sobs subsided, she gently stepped away from him.

“I know you are upset; Carl is just as upset. Now, I don’t know what’s going on, but I hate seeing two of the wolves I care most about, unhappy. I came here not only to comfort you but to tell you to go to him, fix whatever this is, please Emily,” she looked up at him, hearing the distress in his voice.

“I wouldn’t even know where to look for him,” she whispered.

“He is in my room, go talk to him,” he gently pushed her towards the door and Emily made her way to Peter’s room down the hall. She opened the door and closed it behind her as she stepped inside. The room was dark, and she could just see Carl sitting on the floor in the corner. Her heart broke as she saw his tears as he looked up at her. She quickly went to him and took him in her arms. He wept silently against her and she held him tighter.

Carl stopped crying and he leaned back so he could look at her.

“How could you Emily?” he asked her softly. This time she knew she needed to be honest with him about her fears.

“I’m such a failure and I feel as though nothing I do is right or good enough,”

“Emily, you-”

“No, please Carl let me explain myself,” she interrupted him, and he nodded. “When I screwed up so royally yesterday, I knew Vicky was going to freak out on me. She didn’t though, but she did ask me what was wrong, I guess in a way, she knew that something was bothering me. When I first got here, she told me that I could talk to her about anything and I took a leap of faith and confided in her. You see Carl, I know I’m a virgin, I know I am inexperienced and although we’ve only been doing other things, its been worrying me,” she stopped looking at him.

“Emily, the things we have been doing, do you think its wrong?” he asked her.

“Not at all, I am shy to admit this, but I really enjoy our showers together,” she blushed thinking about it and Carl looked away from her. “You awakened a part of me that I don’t fully understand, I know it feels good, I know I love it, but I don’t know much about s*x,”

“Ok, so what is it that is worrying you?”

“I have no idea if what I’m doing to you is pleasurable or good enough, especially since you hurry me,”

“That’s not true, you know you give me pleasure,”

“Then why do you hurry me?” she asked him and to her surprise, he blushed.

“Emily, I hold back a lot, I mean, I try not to get too excited, too fast. Otherwise, it would be over for me a lot sooner, do you understand?”

“Not really,” she muttered.

“OK, think of it like this, you really enjoy eating chocolate, right?”

“Yeah,”

“So, when you get to eat chocolate, do you eat it all in one go or do you take your time to savor each bite?”

“Oh,” she said in understanding.

“I have to hold myself back because I want to please you first. When you are satisfied, then I feel ok to let go and that’s why I hurry at the end,” Emily blushed and felt a lot better at fully understanding why he did what he did, but she still had more questions and since they were talking about it so openly she decided to just ask him.

“Why haven’t we had s*x yet?”

“Oh f**k,” he whispered, and she could hear the desire in his tone. “Honestly, I want your first time, our first time together, to be special. You aren’t just some girl to me, you are my mate,” Emily thought about this and she accepted his answer. When she kept quiet and didn’t say anything, Carl pulled her into his arms. “I want to have s*x with you, but I also want to wait and for it to be special," she smiled at him and kissed her forehead.

"When Vicky was questioning me, I felt like I had done something wrong to you, I felt like a monster," Emily gasped in surprise and quickly kissed him.

"I am so sorry you had to go through that, I know I should've just talked to you about it and now I know that I can talk to you even about s*x," 

"Of course you can, is there anything else you want to know?”

“You’re not put off by my inexperience?”

“No, I’m not, I want you very much, I want all of you and trust me when I say this, I hold back a lot more than you realize,” he kissed her then. Emily whimpered against his lips as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. He ran his hand over her body and as he gently broke the kiss, he smiled.

“You know we can have fun outside of the shower?”

“Carl!” she playfully slapped his arm and he chuckled.

“What?”

“Not in Peter’s room,” she said shocked. He stood up and helped her to her feet.

“Then I suggest we go back to our own room,”