Talking To The Moon | Complete |

Old Traditions & New Friends

A/N: back to Luna, guys.... Now that we've met Alessio's parents, what do y'all think?!?:)

Luna POV

He stood over the grill, shadows of fire dancing along his bare back. His back was flawless, tan and wide with rippling muscles as he flipped the steak. The movement highlighted the thin ropes of muscles in his arms, and I couldn't help but think about how his arms felt around my body. If only he'd just turn around, I could see those lips of his...

'Perché mi distrai questo modo- avresti mi bruciare le bistecche?!?' His voice was a low growl in his throat as he glanced at me over his shoulder with a raised brow. 'Che tipo di persona piace bistecche bruciate?!?' ((Why do you distract me this way- would you have me burn the steaks?!?? What kind of person likes burnt steaks?!?))

'English, please, Alex...!' Rolling my eyes playfully, I scooted my legs apart as he flicked the grill off and marched over to me, deadly intent in his eyes. All of a sudden, he had my hair in his fist and our lips crashed together. I've never liked seeing a guy just grab a girl's hair, but it's growing on me... Especially when my Mate has fingers and a tongue and lips like he does!

Moaning quietly into the kiss, my mouth easily opened for his tongue as he wrapped his arms tight around me. 'It means, little one, that you should not be distracting me, unless you like your steak burnt...' Quirking a brow down at me, our still-joined lips buzzed with his chuckle. 'If you're anything like me, you like your steak still roaming in the fields...'

'Alex,' I playfully scoffed, aiming a careful backhand across his chest only to be shot down as he merely gripped my wrist with a raised brow, 'I'm from Texas, honey- all our steaks still run in the fields...' My arms twined around his neck only to slap him soundly across the back of the head- a 'Gibbs' slap,' so named for my favorite character from NCIS. Man, I missed that show...

'My apologies, piccolo, but all we have on television is either soap operas or movies on DVD..." His voice was rather sad as he tipped my chin, eyes finding mine. 'Perhaps we can find something you'd be interested in. If you're a soap opera type of girl, I'd be glad to translate for you.' ((Little one))

Smiling, I softly kissed him as our fingers twined together. 'I'd like that...' The more I thought about it all, the more I realized that, as long as Alessio was there I didn't care if I had to watch paint dry; as long as my Mate was by my side, I'd be happy no matter what.

Leaning into the kiss, a low groan worked its way from his chest into my mouth as he shook his head slowly. 'I'd like that too, little one...' His head lifted from mine long enough to watch a pretty girl squeeze through the crowd. 'But right now, our people need to meet their Luna!'

At this point, the girl stood beside us with a small smile even as her head bowed in respect. "Hello, Alfa," she murmured quietly, head still bowed as she glanced between us through her lashes. "Luna, it is so great to finally have you here- the Alfa has not stopped talking about you since your arrival!" Giggling quietly, her eyes immediately found Alessio's as her brow furrowed; she was worried that her words had displeased him.

Her dirty blonde hair was piled high in a bun with a few tendrils escaping to frame her heart shaped face. She was tiny, only standing about 5.4', and looked pretty fragile, which made me pause; was she a Pack fighter?!? Surely not- Alessio wouldn't do that... Her pale blue eyes sparkled up at me as she slowly reached out a hand for me, head still bowed low. "Luna..."

Unsure of what to do, I shot a desperate glance at Alex over my shoulder; I was not about to screw things up with my new Pack! I needed to learn their way of doing things. 'What do I do?!?'