Luna versus Alpha

Chapter 5. The Defiance

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The ride on the plane was long; tiresome, and most of all, lonely. It was a private plane with nice leather seats facing each other on each side of the small plane, with blonde waitresses and flight attendents checking in on your every move.

However I sat with Gavin, Dalton's younger brother as I had found out, I was more than aware of the fact that I had company. Unfortunately, my mind kept wandering off to other places, whereas my wolf wanetd to feel the presence of her newfound mate. 

She wouldn't stop whining and pining! It was beginning to drive me insane and I honestly found myself frustrated with her thoughts. They were not only her thoughts, but mine too. Of course I wanted him near me, we now had a special bond that we couldn't break. Our bond was formed by a higher power, fate if you will. Even if we wanted to reject each other, which is like a way seal away the bond for a time, it's something I knew I couldn't bring myself to do.

Sadly, I found myself wanting to know about him. We just met! Well, sort of if you count me sneaking into his mansion and trying to steal an ancient book passed on from our ancestors. Did he even want to get to know me?

I still didn't understand why he was trying to take me away from all I once knew. Why take me away? I still wasn't getting straight answers.

"You even listening?" Gavin questioned. I snapped myself out of my thoughts, gazing at him with curiousity.

He hung his head, sighing, but didn't seem upset or angry.

"I was trying to ask you about movies, and if you like them, hate them, what kinds you like, er, hate?" He said, shrugging and leaning back in his seat. Before I could answer, a gorgeous exotic blonde flight attendent waltzed into the plane, and stood there with a smile. I stared at her and then Gavin, exchanging looks with each of them.

"Oh! Carter, meet Mia Lafaut Declairee." 

Gavin looked like a kid in a candy shop as he openly smirked and oggled her planet sized boobs that seemed to overfill her navy blue tight dress. She grinned, her face flushing, but I doubt it wasn't any sort of attention she wasn't used to.

"Hello," She said, her voice perky and full of life. I smiled politely.

"I'll take my usual, scotch and water, hold the water," He said with a wink. I frowned in horror. Was that his take on flirting or, a pick up line or something? If that was, it magically worked but I didn't imagine it would take much to win over this exotic girl. I shrugged, imagining myself using that line on Dalton.

He'd probably just walk away while I'm in mid-sentence. I chuckled at the thought of anyone saying such an absurd thing to the big bad Dalton Valerio.

What's his deal anyways? Closed off, mean and scary.

"You got it," She replied chirpily before skipping off.

"Classy," I remarked flatly.

"Never trashy," He winked. I groaned. Man, he was just some character. I sighed, slumped in my seat, and peared out of the window.

"What's your deal, Carter Blake?" He asked. I turned my head to him lazily. "Hm?"

"Why'd you do it?" 

"Do what?" 

"Oh c'mon, don't play that game. Obviously I knew from the start you broke into Dalton's house. I'm not stupid, granted you did try a scent masker."

"But! You . . I, it's, wait how'd you know about the masker? It masks scents. How did you know I had some on me?" How was it possible? Did that strange woman give me a fluke? That woman, something was off about her.