The Alpha & His Luna: The Forbidden Love

Violet

Heartbeat

That's all I could hear as I was surrounded by darkness. I've followed and followed but only to be welcomed by more darkness. My heart began to quicken its pace, I was scared.

Alone.

I don't want to be alone. The heartbeat began to get louder and louder and louder until I stopped walking.

There...there stood the beating heart. Taunting me. Aching for me to come closer, and I did.

As I came closer I began to realize that it wasn't an ordinary heart. The beat was different. I stood in front of this mesmerizing heart, my hand raised to touch it involuntarily. As if, I needed it to complete my own. I grasped onto it and it held it gently in my palms. It was beautiful. Music to my ears. And suddenly, something began to form around it. A chest, hard as rock, and soon came the stomach, the arms, the legs, everything! Forming faster than my eyes could catch.

And then It was complete. A man stood in front of me. The hand that once held hold of his heart was now laying so graciously against his bare chest. His skin was as soft as silk, his muscles poking out of each and every spot it could. His heartbeat that I once heard before beats differently, and so did my own. His as mine and mine as his. As one. I looked up to gaze into the eyes that could change the way my heart use to beat...

"Hello...its me. I'm in California dreaming of about who we use to be. When we were younger, and free. "

I'd awaken to the sweet sound of Adele's voice. Disappointed. Not because of her voice, but because this is the third time I've dreamt of the same thing. Never getting to the end. Never getting a chance to look into the eyes of the man I've been longing to see.

I rose from my bed to see the sun shining brightly in the sky. The light reflecting ever so beautiful against my golden colored sheets. I rolled over and stepped onto my gold rug and walked towards the balcony on the other side of my room. From the fourth floor I could see everything. The lake was glistening and the waves clashed into each other with a soft roar. The wind grazed my cheek as I breathed in all the scents of the forest. My wolf senses kicked in and I could smell everything. The fish in the lake, the squirrels in the trees, the birds in the sky, the flowers in the ground and even my dog LuLu that was near our bushes taking a crap.

Great, moment ruined.

I walked back into my room and headed straight to the bathroom to hop in the shower. I went over to my tall golden shower to run the water so it could warm up. I turned around and walked towards the mirror, for some reason, I wanted to look at myself. Not to get the eye boogers from my eyes or wipe off the dry drool on the side of my mouth, but because I truly just wanted to look at myself. My eyes trailed down my long curly brown hair that ended above my hips, my tanned skin that seemed to shimmer against the sunshine coming from the window. I looked at my eyes. My golden eyes were so bright, filled with hues of yellow and specks of orange. They would steal your soul away if they could. They were that breathtaking. But, I couldn't help but to notice how sad they appeared. How sad I looked.

I turned away from the mirror and hopped in the shower. I took a deep breath of relaxation as the hot water streamed down from my neck, to my stomach, down my thighs ending at my feet. I grabbed my body wash and washed my self gently. Soon washing my hair with my favorite Moroccan shampoo and conditioner. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Walking back towards the mirror and brushed my teeth, washed my face and applied my natural makeup. I walked back into my room and let my golden towel drop to my feet and headed towards the closet. I looked back and forth trying to decide if I should go with the yellow sundress or the green sundress today. Mmmhhhh decisions decisions...Yellow it is. I slipped on my dress and left my hair to air dry for its natural curls to peak through. I left my room and walked down the stairs to see my mother making breakfast and my dad typing away on his laptop. My baby brother, Christian, close by in his high chair leaning over trying to feed my dad a piece of bacon. I couldn't help but to laugh at how cute this was. A perfect Kodak moment.