Alpha's Hunt

26. Eclipse Born

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26. Eclipse Born

I wake up in a strange positing.

I can feel my back against the rough bark of a tree but my head against something else and something warm is wrapped around my neck, holding me gently.

My eyes flutter open as sunlight tickles my skin, I see the trees and shrubs around.

Strange, where did the fire go? Why the hell am I not in my sleeping bag?

With clouds of confusion in my head, I look at the human limb around my neck. The events of last night flood in my head. Oh…

Carefully unwrapping Luke’s arm from around me, I pull back, my eyes fall on his face. Goddess, he looks exhausted.

Mindlessly, my eyes travel down to his very bare front and before they could go further down, realization hits me hard.

I jump to my feet and sprint back towards the camp. Once back, I slap my hands on my burning cheeks.

Oh my moon, oh my moon, oh my fucking moon. Thank universe I didn’t see anything! I’d have died from embarrassment at the spot!

Why the hell didn’t he have a shirt on?!

Mostly when werewolves or Lycans shift, they take off their clothes or they rip apart. Since no one wants to shift back in their birth suit, packs arrange a witch to enchant some clothes on us. So when we shift back, we can save our decency.

Wait…

My hand falls on my pocket, feeling the silver key.

I have to go back to give him this?!

Unbidden, blood rushes to my face. I shake my head vigorously. No way am I going there.

But if I don’t go, how the hell will Luke be unlocked?! The chain is unbreakable!

With a groan, I bump my forehead against a tree. Why me universe?

Okay, I can do this, the moment I see a speck of him, I’ll throw the key and run away. Yeah, I can do this.

Pumping myself up with motivation, I start towards the spot where Luke is.

Keeping my eyes as closed as possible without tripping and quite possibly cracking my skull against a rock. I see a hint of wavy hair, a shade of brown so dark it’s almost black.

“Luke?” I call from behind a tree

A moment later, a raspy voice reaches me “The key, Hazel.”

I huff. Asshole.

I toss the key in his direction and breathe a sigh of relief. Only, its cut short by a familiar voice.

“You threw it too far.”

Something between a whine and a groan leaves my mouth as I stomp my foot in annoyance.