Warrior Luna

Chapter 5

My eyes close briefly as I let the voice and scent of my mate wash over me. Opening my eyes I look to the bed in the middle of the room but find it empty. 

Suddenly I feel arms wrap around my waist causing tingles to dance on my skin. I jump slightly from the sudden contact making a hiss of pain leave my lips before I even have a chance to hide the pain. The warmth behind me disappears leaving behind a coldness I didn't know was possible.

Before I can blink my mate is standing in from of me. His broad muscular chest flexes as he looks down upon my face. His hand gently trails across my cheeks igniting a trail of sparks in its wake. I lean into his touch savoring the feeling. 

I slowly look up from his chest needing to lean my head back as his six foot six frame towers over my five foot eight. His deep blue eyes are a raging storm and I'm caught in its waves as they are fixated on me, his eyes scanning over every inch as if to memorize every line, crease and scar. Admiration, love, and pure joy flash through his eyes causing warmth to spread across my flesh.  

"Oren." I breath out. I hear a sharp intake of breath as his eyes close. When they open again they shift, flashing from gold to blue as the emotions continue to swirl within there depths. 

"Ariella." My name on his lips feels like balm to my chapped soul. Vala my wolf pushes forward eager to take a peek at our mate. 

He is beautiful. You don't have to be told he is an Alpha, you can feel his power rolling off of him in waves drowning whoever dares to stand in his authority. With his large muscles begging to be set free from his tight black tee. His dirty blonde hair reaching an inch above his brow line; it's soft waves sweeping to the side in a chaotic perfect mess. My hands itch to runs my finger through it. 

I begin to reach up to do just that when a sharp pain rips through my side, causing me to fold in on myself. Squeezing my eyes shut I let out a small whimper. 

Oren immediately lift me up bridal style and carefully lays me on the bed. Oren lays down beside me, pulling my body gently against his. The warmth from his body is comforting wrapping itself around me like a cozy cocoon. It sooths the pain in my ribs instantly.

He places his nose in the crook of my neck and inhales slowly. His nose rubs gently across my neck sending tingles across my skin. I relish in it. Like the rays of the sun on a warm summer day I soak up every ounce of comfort it brings me. Now I'm beginning to understand the mate bond. 

My soul feels complete, every unknown broken piece slowly rebuilding and repairing itself. Everything you thought you were or even what you wished to be is set aside, the bond slowly shaping you like clay between fates fingers molding you into the person you were always meant to be. Even though we have only spoken a single word to each other, it's enough. 

I don't know how long we lay like that, but I'm the first to break the comfortable silence. I tighten my hold on him not wanting him to take my question the wrong way. 

"Oren, how are you alive?" I ask quietly, if we were not wolves he might not have heard me. 

He squeezes me tighter for comfort before answering silently telling me he understands my question without voicing a word. "You my love, I'm alive because you saved me." He whispers.

My brows furrow in confusion as I turn my head to face him. "What do you mean? I watched you die in my arms, my wolf and I felt the loss." Even though I know it to be true and Oren is alive; saying it out load causes pain to twist itself in my gut as tears begin to well in my eyes. 

"I'm not sure my love but the Doctors told me that by the time they got me on the operating table my wounds had almost completely closed and healed, I was up and moving within a couple hours. I was hoping you could shed some light on it." He slide a stray strand of my chocolate colored hair behind my ear.