Luna versus Alpha

Chapter 22. Adjust

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I was immediately shocked and it took me a few seconds to understand what was happening right now. 

I closed my eyes, leaned in and clasped my hands behind his neck. He lightly clamped his teeth on my bottom lip, causing me to lean my head back in delight. I let his tongue slip through like a smooth snake slithering through the forest. Our tongues danced together as one, and I felt whole - something I hadn't felt in years.

I needed air so I backed away, looking into Dalton's shadowed eyes, which were as black as coal. We were each taking deep breaths of air, fully aware we'd sucked most of it from each other. 

"Why did you . ." I trailed off, still panting. 

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, it's okay!" I rushed, holding my hands out in front of me in defense. "It's not your fault or anyone's. I just want to make sure that . . . I mean, it was great, perfect but-"

"You want to make sure I'm not going to just leave you with that again," He said with an offered smile. I bit my lip to stop myself from grinning. I felt so light on my feet, like at any second I would lift off the ground and fly into the air without a care in the world. Was this the true feelings a mate brought? I tried to keep my excitement and happiness down for I knew that anything could jeopardize this moment.

"I want to ask you something Carter."

I looked up and saw him staring at me. His eyes were serious and almost, nervous? I hid my smile. What on earth would make Mr. Alpha Dalton Valerio, nervous?

"And what would that be?"

"I want . . . a chance to make things right. I'm clearly not the best with these things but . ." He trailed off again, almost unsure of what to say. I watched him, noticing he was squeamish now, and wanted the ground to swallow him up. Though it was cruel, I felt superior - like the a Luna, no the Luna. The Luna I was meant to be since my old pack. 

"Okay," I muttered.  Never before I had I dealt with problems involving significant others nor had I needed to. I never needed to give anyone a second chance, but rather people give them to me. My grandmother gave me ultimatum after ultimatum, granting chance after chance once I had done something wrong or "unladylike" in her eyes. Nat even gave me a second chance after one of my old reckless actions had fused a fight between us.

A small sense of pride and dignity swelled up from inside me like a balloon.

I backed away and fought my smile. He raised an eyebrow, obviously not too fond of the murky answer.

I smiled. 

"When are we going home?"

-

The answer was soon. Within a few hours, I was back in the pack house with Nat at my side in my bedroom. Everything was slowly returning to normal or so it had seemed. 

I went for daily runs with either with Gavin or Nat, and at some times, even Kaz. I returned to my training sessions at the gym with Kaz and met some more packmates that I wouldn't mind calling my friends in the future. Nat seemed to love Nebraska and the cold weather that came with it. She seldom seemed sad or upset about our old home, though she rarely spoke of it often. 

We spent our time catching up on our favorite shows, Gossip Girl and Grey's Anatomy included, shopping - much to my dismay, and of course my favorite just having girl time. She had managed to convince my grandmother that she was going to stay with me because I had been homesick - and much to my surprise, she had let her go without a single word against it. Though I remained grateful, I remained annoyed with the woman who so easily tossed me out too.