"Belle?" Casey waved his hand in front of my face. "Earth to Annabelle"
"Huh?" I mumbled.
"Are you okay?" he asked, crouching down in front of me .
I sobered from my daze and stood up. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm gonna go have a shower"
"You're not okay." he groaned. "Hey, come on what's wrong?" he wrapped his arm around my waist to stop me walking and turned me around in his arms, so I was facing him. " Talk to me love"
My breathing was becoming laboured as the panic started to settle in my chest. "I just need some space right now" I answered, wriggling free from his arms.
"Belle." he called, confusion lacing his tone.
Everything had suddenly sunk in. I had been here for a month and not once had the thought that I was the Luna of the pack crossed my mind. I had just acted like another pack member, actually no. I had acted like a guest. It hadn't sunk in until that moment.
"Belle!"
I ignored him, shifted, with a little pain, and ran off in the direction of the house. I ran pretty fast but I could tell he was on my tail. I ran into the house, in my wolf form, and into the bedroom. I ran into the bathroom, shifted and locked the door. My lungs were tightening and my eyes were blurred with tears. Suddenly, the room started to feel a lot smaller, like the walls started advancing toward me. Black spots were appearing in my vision and fear settled in the pit of my stomach.
"Annabelle! Open the door!" Casey shouted banging loudly on the door.
"Please Casey. Please leave me alone" I panted, falling to my knees and trying to fill my starved lungs with oxygen.
"Watch out I'm breaking the door down!" He sounded panicked, or did he? The ringing in my ears was causing everything to become muffled.
The door suddenly broke and splinters came flying into the room. On instinct my arms flew up to protect my face. I was scooped up from the floor and carried into the room. I was set down on the bed and Casey tried to help me to breathe. After a few minutes of breathing exercises, I managed to breathe clearer but the tears continued pouring down my face. Casey whispered soothing words to me and pulled me into his chest, hugging me tightly until the tears stopped.
"What's wrong, love?" He whispered,soothingly.
I sighed. "I just started freaking out because I realised that I'm supposed to be a Luna and I'm a mess. I don't think I can do it Casey" I admitted, my voice was hoarse from the crying.
"Oh Belle. Why haven't you told me this before? You need to tell me this stuff so we can avoid this " He gestured to the bathroom.
I nodded closing my eyes as I hugged him. "I'm sorry"
He gave me a light squeeze and hugged me a little tighter. "It's alright love." He kissed my forehead and held my face in his palm. I looked into his stormy eyes and my wolf purred. That was one of the downsides to having a wolf, one minute your human side would be having a panic episode and then the next moment your wolf would take over and make you horny.
Usually I would roll my eyes at my wolf and push the feelings down but I had being doing it for so long now that it was becoming tiring and I wanted to just give in to it. The longer I starred into Casey's eyes, the stronger the feeling became. His eyes looked stormy with want and lust. I was certain that my eyes resembled the same thing. He held my chin between his thumb and fore finger. Eventually we both started leaning in. As soon as my lips touched his sparks erupted in my brain, the bond wrapped itself around us, pulling us together. Casey pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him and the kiss became more heated by every roll of our tongue and swipe of our lips.
One thing led to another and he was on top of me with his lips working their way down my neck. The spot were I was meant to be marked tingled and my wolf urged me to make him mark me. This time, I let the bond take over and stopped fighting it.
"I want you to mark me." I whispered, my voice trembling.
He instantly stopped what he was doing and his head shot up, his stormy, lust filled eyes meeting my own once again. "Are you sure?" He asked.
I nodded. My eyes not leaving his. "Mark me Casey."
It seemed that was the only convincing he needed as he lent forward and kissed me with the most passion I had ever felt. It was as if I could feel all of his love for me through the kiss. He kissed me with so much passion but was also so gentle. He stayed fixed to my lips until I pulled away for air. He kissed his way from my lips to my neck, his lips never leaving my skin. When he found the spot I held back a moan, my back involuntarily arching in pleasure. I felt him smirk against my neck. Suddenly, it felt like someone was cutting my neck open and I stayed as quiet as I could. It didn't last very long though because I eventually ended up screaming in pain.
Then I was overwhelmed with thoughts. Mine and Casey's. I felt Casey pull back and I opened my eyes. He offered me a small smile, of which I returned.
"Are you okay?" he asked, as he lay down beside me, wrapping his arm loosely around me
I nodded, too tired to speak. All of my energy seemed to have suddenly left.
Casey looked at me worried. "Are you sure? You look really pale"
"You would be pale if someone just bit into your neck"
I rested my head on his chest feeling sleepy. "Let me sleep!" I whined.
"Okay" He sighed. "At least get changed Belle"
I forced my eyes open and got off of the bed, reluctantly dragging my feet to the bathroom. I trudged into the closet and grabbed one of Casey's shirts and took off my clothes before slipping it on.
I stumbled and the bottles on the shelf attacked me. "Ow" I grunted.
"Are you okay?" Casey called from the door.
"Yeah. I just knocked the bottles over" I groaned from the floor.
The door opened and I was too tired to move so I just let Casey come in.
He chuckled at me. "Come on. Lets get you in bed"
He picked me up and put me in the bed before crawling in himself. He was already changed and wasn't wearing a shirt. My face would have flamed up in embarrassment if I wasn't so tired. I shuffled over to him and rested my head on his chest.
"Casey?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you" I mumbled, slipping away into the darkness.
"I love you too Annabelle." was the last thing I heard him say before the darkness sucked me in.
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The Alpha's Musician
WerewolfHighest ranking: #3 in Alpha's mate Annabelle Evans was born with a target on her head, into a strong family by parents Robert Evans and Elisa Evans. Her parents were the most loving and wonderful people she had ever known. One frightful evening wh...