Darkness of the Moon

C9: Too Much PDA

I wake with strong arms wrapped around my body. I try wriggling away, but Alec's hold on my only tightens. I manage to roll over and face him. His face is peaceful and hair brushes his eyelids. I lift my hand and gently brush it away, my hand lingers by his skin for a moment longer before I rest it on his bare chest.

He groans, "Harper?"

"Mmhmm,"

He opens his eyes and I get lost in his beautiful liquid gold irises. I could stare into his eyes forever and I shall never be bored again.

He looks down at me and kisses my temple. Butterflies swarm in my stomach as tingles fill my body from my head to my toes. I barely know this guy and I'm already freaking in love with him... I think. I don't really know what it's like to be in love.

"Harper," he says again. His voice is so beautiful and angelic. I just sigh and listen to his voice to me, not really paying any attention to what he is saying.

"Harper."

"Alec."

"Are you ok?"

Crap, he caught me ogling him, "huh, yeah, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?" I fake laugh.

"Just you were upset last night, so I thought you might want to stay here today and not worry about anything else," he explains. Oohhh, he didn't catch me staring at him then. Wait last night, what happened last- oh.

"Where did they take them?" I ask.

"They have been bound in pure iron and locked in a cave, away from here, where they are guarded by the best wolves in this pack. They can't get to you even if they tried," he assures me.

He's so cute when he's protective, Lisa comments.

Really? Actually he is, his face gets all worried and there's a small crease above his brow... I have got to stop daydreaming.

I sit up and look around his room, it's walls are white and the bed head is up against a navy blue feature wall. He has a desk and bookshelf and two doors, one for a bathroom and one for the wardrobe. He has a typical teenage boys room. I was expecting something more... Wolfy? I don't know.

He pulls me back down and lays his head in the crook of my neck, holding me close to him. I already feel so safe in his arms, like nothing in the world can hurt me. That reminds me...

"Can't Daniel do that teleporting thing again and escape?" I question nervously.

His hand runs up and down my arm protectively, "no, the iron will burn them if they so much as move, teleporting could burn them so bad they could die," he explains.

"But aren't demons already dead?"

"They are kind of like vampires, they have no soul. They are kinda like living dead, they are very hard to kill, well kill again."

"I thought demons were like ghosts. Aren't my dad and brother just possessed by demons, not demons themselves?"

"The fact that there was demon blood in you and Daniels body means that you were both hand chosen by Satan to follow in your fathers footsteps. Remember when I told you your father is the son of Satan?" I nod,"he is not the biological son of Satan, he was hand chosen by him, same as you, but his soul was weaker and even if we could preform an exorcism on him, there would not be enough of your father left in order for him to live. The demon in him is so strong, that it's very being runs through his veins. That is how it got into you."

I decide to change the subject before I got upset again, "what are we doing today?" I ask, looking down at him.

"Whatever you like. We could stay here, we could go to the river, we could hang with Jason and Cristina, you could practice changing to wolf and back, we could explore the forest. I don't care, it's up to you."