The photo above is of Nick
Recap:
"I like music." She states, not really answering my question. I chuckle lightly at her before flicking on the radio. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Komorah smile widely when 'Thinking Out Loud' by Ed Sheeran floats through the large speakers.---------------------------------------------
Nick's P.O.V.
When your legs don't work like they used to before
And I can't sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?
Cause baby I will be loving you till we're 70
And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23.
I soon hear a soft, angelic voice join in and sing along with the lyrics. My head moves and my eyes lock in Komorah, who's singing sweetly along with the song. She doesn't seem to notice I'm looking at her, because she's zoned out into a beautiful, musical world.
I finish up with cooking her eggs and place them in front of her, but she doesn't even notice them, she's still singing with her eyes closed.
A sound to my right alerts me of another presence an I look to see multiple pack members crowding in the doorway. They're swaying to the music and to my mate's singing, which makes me purr with pride at how talented she is.
A young pup named Joy walks up to the stereo and turns the volume down, but my mate seems unaffected the change. She just keeps singing the lyrics at the original volume and I finally can hear just how beautiful her voice is without lesser background noise.
When the song ends, Komorah stops singing and comes back to reality. My pack mates start to cheer and clap loudly, and she jumps slightly before blushing at the attention.
"That was amazing Luna!" Joy says, approaching Komorah quickly. Komorah glances wearily at the other pack members, but then looks back at Joy and smiles brightly.
"Hi sweetie, what's your name?" My mate asks quietly.
"I'm Joy." Joy answers. She stops right in front of Komorah and starts playing with her long, soft hair.
"Really, now that's a beautiful name." Komorah says, "My names Komorah. Just how old are you Joy?"
"I'm seven." Joy responds proudly. She lifts up one hand, showing all five fingers before lifting three more on the other hand.
"Close, but not quite honey." Komorah says to Joy, pushing down one of her extra fingers. Joy giggles and blushes a little before kissing Komorah on the cheek.
My wolf growls lowly in my head at someone else kissing her, but I effectively calm him down by reminding him that she's just a little girl.
"Joy, why don't you go find your momma? A little birdie told me that cute little girls like you have to go to school soon."
"Alright Morah, I'll see you later." Joy says, hugging Komorah's neck and then waving goodbye as she skips out of the room. My mate smiles dreamily at Joy's retreating figure before looking at the rest of the pack members still in the doorway. She suddenly looks incredibly nervous and my wolf is starting to come to the surface, not liking that emotion on her features.
"H-hi." She says shyly, waving a little.
"Hello Luna." Choruses throughout the crowd. Pride wells up in me at how well she is acting with the pack, especially the children. She'll make the perfect Luna.
Absolutely Perfect.
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"You have an amazing singing voice Luna." My beta, Louis, says. My beautiful little mate blushes that adorable pink color and says,
"Call me Komorah, and thank you."
The pack chat for a few minutes, and Komorah adds her little bit to the conversation, but it's clear she's still hesitant. Like, a lot.
I watch them talk before I frown, remembering why we had come down in the first place: Komorah needs to eat.
"Komorah, baby?" I question, pulling my mate to my side, being careful not to our pressure on any of her many bruises. Just thinking about them makes me want to rip into those who hurt my mate in any way.
"Hmm?" She hums in response.
"You still have to eat remember?"
"Oh.... Yeah." Komorah mumbles. I quickly heat her food back up in the microwave before placing it in front of her once again. She hesitantly picks up a fork, and I have to admire just how graceful and elegant her long fingers look, and then I observe her features.
"Beautiful." I whisper. She obviously heard my comment because she flushes about 5 shades of red. She just looks so adorable that I have to grin at her cuteness.
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When Komorah finishes eating, which doesn't take long because she only ate a few bites, which I wasn't very pleased with. I had asked her to eat more, but she said that eating too much made her feel sick. She said all this hesitantly of course, as if she was afraid I would punish her if she refused to do something I said. This thought made my wolf and I even angrier but I swallowed my anger for her sake, I didn't want her to get even more afraid or hesitant around me than she already is.
Komorah has made subtle gestures of affection, like the hug and the kiss on my hand. I loved each and every minute of it, and I'm glad that the mate bond is taking affect already. She already feels the urge to touch me, to let me comfort her and love her in the ways she needs.
"Alright baby, lets get you some rest, you need to sleep." I say, placing her dishes in the sink for her, not letting her do it herself, much her utter shock.
"Okay." She says sleepily, a small adorable yawn escaping her perfect pink lips. I grin and quickly sweep her into my arms, her eyes widen in surprise and she stiffens. I silently curse myself, thinking I've gone too far, too fast, and I'm scared she's too uncomfortable. Those thoughts are all dismissed when I feel Komorah relax and snuggle closer to me, her head resting in the crook of my neck. Eventually, I hear her soft breathing even out and I realize she's fallen asleep in my arms.
'Where she belongs.' Xavier says.
'Sure is.' I reply, smiling to myself.
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Sorry everyone, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, especially since people actually LIKE this story, u like my teen fiction story. If you liked this story and you want to read another that I wrote, don't read 'Fall On The Stars', it's a teen fiction and its my first story, and its really dumb in my opinion, and its not a werewolf, so I doubt you'd all like it.
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