NOAH: Her Forbidden Beast

*CHAPTER 8*

MIA

It has been a week since I've arrived at the Blood Moon Pack and it has been amazing. I've been waking up early to see the sun rise, go on a walk in the cold morning, eat breakfast, have a cup of tea while I make some healing salves, paint then check on the Luna. If I have spare time i would help the servants with their duties like cooking and washing. I don't like being lazy. If I have time, I want to use it. It makes me appreciate the times where I do get to relax. it makes it all the more enjoyable. But my favorite part of the day is when the clock strikes ten. The mimicking sky shifts from the dinning room to the rose room up at the very top and every night I follow it there where I meet with Noah. I would walk in and head straight to the piano. I sit down and started to play whatever I wanted. I had the freedom to do that now. 

That is what I am doing right at this second. This would be the eighth night I would play on the piano. I've been feeling myself getting better and better. It comes more naturally like I am the piano itself. It feels so good and familiar. Like I am transported back in time when I was a little girl and my teacher would always greet m with a smile. It feels like home to me. Tonight is acceptionally special because I have written a song. I know I shouldn't care, because he doesn't. I know that he doesn't want anything to do with me realistically. So i should feel the same way...but I can't shake the slightest hope that he might like it. But the problem is that I might never know because in the first time int he eight days we've been meeting...he wasn't here. 

I sat at the piano silently for couple of minutes waiting, but he never came. So I decided to just play for my own enjoyment. However, I was going to leave after it had been an hour past. But then as I was about to get up, he strolled out from the shadow of the rose bushes. He didn't look at me or acknowledge me in anyway, but he knew I was here. He went to the book case and selected a book to his liking. He went to the leather couch and opened his book. I just sat there staring at him, wondering what was gong through his head, why he would meet me here consistently. He glanced up from the book and looked at me as if he was  questioning why there was an absence of sound from the piano. I turn in the chair to face the instrument. I suddenly felt nervous, I was going to play the song I wrote. My hands became clammy. Please don't screw up. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I imagined myself as a little girl sitting in the practice room with my teacher. I started to feel calm. I felt the cold keys under my fingers and I started to play.

I felt myself smile as the movement of my fingers became more fluent, it felt so smooth and real. I forgot about everything around me, I even forgot about Noah. It was just me and the music. I felt my spirit lift high with every key I pressed down on. I could feel that I was going on a down now that the music was finishing. I played slower and slower until there was nothing else to play anymore. I opened my eyes. I felt breathless. I looked at Noah, but he wasn't looking at me, he was reading his book. 

"I wrote this piano piece." I stated to him. He raised his head from the book and stared at me, "what are your thoughts on it?" I asked hesitantly. I waited for his answer, but he never gave one. He just went back to reading as if I wasn't even here. My heart stung from this. He didn't care. I felt tears sting my eyes but I blinked them away. I felt angry. How could he treat me this way? How could I have hope that Noah would be the one I remember. I get up from the chair, making it scrape against the wooden floor, and I stomp out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I ran to my room and jumped on my bed. I grabbed the pillow and screamed into it in frustration. "You're so stupid for caring Mia. Move on," I whispered to myself. I curled up in a ball and fell asleep. 

The morning I woke up, I woke up stronger. I am not going take no crap from that asshole. I am going to move on with my life and date Solomon. He's good for me. He would care for me, protect me. He would be a good mate. I am going try and make it work. I went to the shower and scrubbed every memory of last night away. Today is a new day. I have the power to make it good or not. I am determined to make it good for me. I got changed into some leggings, an oversized jumper, black infinity scarf with some ugg boots. I put my hair into two tight dutch braid along with some light makeup. I look at myself in the mirror and noted. Good. I like this. I walked out of my room and found my way into the kitchen. When I entered I saw the Alpha and Luna at the head of the table. The Alpha's eyes are always soft and gentle when looking at the Luna. His hand is holding hers as she holds her round belly with the other hand. Xavier was sitting on the other side of Xander, looking at his porridge with disgust. I smile a little at his expression. I look to my right and see someone I haven't met before. He was sitting with a very beautiful woman. They must be mates. The shirtless man who was in the kitchen cooking some eggs was Solomon. I felt myself smile when I saw him. I made my way towards, but from the corner of my eye I saw Noah standing in the dark with his arms crossed over his chest. His intense blue eyes were glued on my every movement. I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat. But I couldn't let him know how much he effected me. So, I gave him a slight snarl on the side. He just smirked and shook his head.

When I finally came to Solomon, he didn't even notice me. He was so focused on the task at hand, that was until I laid my hand on the small of his back. I felt his muscles tense under my hand. I had to admit, I did feel slightly attracted to that. He raised his head towards me. His eyes instantly brighten. "Mia? Hey."

I smiled at him, "Hey. What ya doing?"

"I am attempting to make pouched eggs." He said with a chuckle.

"Key word, attempting." I laughed. 

Solomon smiled at me. I stepped a little closer, "So...about that date?" I hinted.

His smile widened, "what about it?"

"Well, I'd been down for it if you still are."

He nods his head, "I am definitely down for that."

"Good, so what did you have in mind?"

He looked up for a bit in thought. Then he looked at me mysteriously with a smirk, "It'll be a surprise. Just dress in something really really warm. Then I'll pick you up."

I nod my head, "Alright Solomon Nightwalker. So tonight?"

He makes a cringe face, "ohhhhh not good for me. I'm on patrol from 8 pm to 8 am. How about tomorrow night?"

"Sure I can do that." 

He steps a bit closer and says, "Good." He leans down and kisses my cheeks, "See you then."

Okay he is very attractive to me now. Maybe this can actually work? I felt my body jump in a fright from a door being slammed hard. I look around. Everyone was here...except Noah. The Alpha stared at the door in confusion then stared at me. His eyes widen the slightest bit as if something clicked in his brain. 

'Whats going on?" I muttered under my breath.