The Love Of An Alpha (Old version)

Dreams of Darkness (E)

I felt the warmth of the sun caress my face, my hair tickling my back as it danced in the wind. I looked towards the sea as my ice blue eyes glowed with joy.

I smiled, my pearly white teeth showing proudly. My pale skin glowing in the evening sun.

My toes burning in the hot sand as I hop off of the beach towel, running to the relaxing havens of the cool ocean water. I smiled as the water was raising higher and higher until it met my waist line.

I splashed the water around before sensing a presence behind me, but strangely enough I didn't feel an overwhelming sense of panic like I usually do in situations like this, instead, I felt happy.

I turned around, coming face-to-face with my gorgeous mate.  

He grinned as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against his rock hard chest. I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips.

"You know, you look stunning in that two piece, beautiful." He complimented with a smirk.

I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks, my face turning a red with blush.

"Stop... you're just saying that..." I mumble, covering my crimson cheeks with my hands.

Frankie gently pulled my hands down, kissing my knuckles as he whispered. "Baby, everything that I say to you is true. I could never lie to you." He promised as he gave me one of his dimple cheeked smiles.

I blush and grin, leaning in and pecking his cheek.

"You're crazy." I whisper back, in a playful tone.

He chuckled, smiling. "Yeah, I am crazy... crazy in love with you, babygirl." He shot back and smirked.

I felt my cheeks reheat as he then attacked my face with playful kisses.

"S-Stop. No m-more, pleas-se!" I stutter through my giggles.

"Why? I could kiss your rosy red cheeks all day." He said and chuckled, his words causing me to blush even more.

"I could get used to that." I mutter with a playful smirk.

He grinned again and planted a single kiss on my right cheek, it was short, but sweet, it held so much love and passion that I felt it even when his lips left my cheek.

Smiling like a love-struck fool, I blushed and he wrapped his arms around my waist again.

This time kissing my forehead as he sighed happily.

"One day, when you finally learn to love me... we can be happy like this." I heard him whisper.

What does he mean? We are happy, right now we're happy...

"What does that mean?" I ask, voicing my thoughts.

"Luna, please, just accept me... then we can be happy together. I love you, I always will, you just need to love me too." He said, his tone sounding desperate, pulling back to look in my eyes.

"B-But we are happy..." I mumble.

"Not now... not yet we aren't. But soon... soon we'll be happy, we'll be happy together." He said, his voice sounding urgent.

"I don't understand.. Why aren't we happy now? I was happy, I was enjoying the sun-" I pause to point up to the sun, but it's gone, the sky is dark with gray clouds.

"You were happily dreaming... you're not really happy... neither of us are." He explained, then everything came down on me at once... I'm dreaming... I'm not really with him.

"You need to wake up... you need to find it in yourself to love me... as your mate, before it's too late, before-" He was cut off by the boom of thunder.

I bolt of lightning stuck right behind us, but instead of electrifying the water, it struck the ocean floor, creating a black void.

The void began sucking me in, but somehow Frankie wasn't compelled to move by the pull of the abyss that I was being thrown into.

"Please Luna! Before it's too late!" He shouted after me.

Then all went dark.

***

My body shot up and into a sitting position. My forehead dripping with sweat. My breaths coming out rough and loud. I try to calm my racing mind, but it's no use, my thoughts, my worries are running away.

Why was he in my dream? If I dream about him wanting me... does that mean that I secretly want him? What did he mean by "too late?" Why was I so happy and then everything turned dark? Does that mean something?!

I took a deep breath and sighed. "It was just a dream. Nothing more than a fragment of my imagination. It doesn't mean anything..." I told myself, calming my nerves.

It must mean something. Anastasia interrupted. You haven't dreamt in over 10 years... so then why would you start again now if it didn't mean anything?

I-I don't know... But I can't stay up all night thinking about it. I have to get some rest for tomorrow. I replied back, sighing heavily.

Anastasia nodded in agreement and bid me a goodnight.

I close my eyes and push my thoughts away, letting the darkness of sleep consume me once again.

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