Alpha & Luna

Chapter 6

I'm sitting on the stool by the kitchen island sipping coffee from a mug when Sebastian finds me. I'm happy to see the pants fit well but the shirt is a bit tight on him. The shirt emphasizes the breath of his shoulders and chest. I hear my wolf sigh at the sight of our mate and I can't agree more. Truly, our mate is beautiful.

Sebastian smiles and walks towards me. Soon he's standing directly in front of me and due to the fact I'm sitting, I have to tilt my neck backwards to look up into his face. He lightly grabs the back of my neck and slowly bends down to place a gentle kiss upon my lips. This kiss isn't the same as the one we shared during the claiming but it's just as sweet. The mug of coffee I'm holding in between my hands acts as a barrier between our bodies. Sebastian slants his mouth to deepen the kiss and I'm all too happy to oblige him. I feel Sebastian's other hand lightly caress my thigh. The feel of his callused fingers against my smooth skin causes me to let out a breathy moan.

Without thought, my legs open and Sebastian steps closer to stand in between my thighs. It's not long before both our breathing gets heavier and I know that if we continued, we would end up making love again. So with supreme effort, I break off the kiss. With one hand, I lightly push on his chest to get him to step back while the other puts the mug on the table top. Sebastian takes a small step back but he still stands in between my legs.

At his questioning glance I say, "I just want to talk for a bit, Sebastian."

He continues to peer directly into my eyes for a minute before saying with his husky voice, "Ok" He steps away from me and turns to open the fridge door.

"What do you want to talk about?" he says with his head in my fridge.

"I don't know. Anything really. You're my mate but essentially we're strangers to each other. Wouldn't you like to know more about me?" I ask him.

He closes the fridge door with a carton of orange juice in his hand and starts opening and closing cabinets while he replies, "You don't have to tell me anything. I know I'll like anything about you." He finally finds something to pour the orange juice in and with his back to me continues to speak, "Besides, I already know all the fundamental things about you. You're kind and intelligent. You're beautiful. Humble. You don't talk a lot but I like that. And last but not least, you've got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

By the end of that speech, I'm grinning from ear to ear. No one besides my father has ever said such sweet things to me. In that moment, I know that I could grow to love this man with all my heart and I don't mind that thought one bit. Sebastian finally turns around and I burst out laughing. He's opted to drink his juice out of a wineglass and the sight of him sipping his juice out of that tiny glass is hilarious to me.

With his own grin plastered on his face and a twinkle in his eyes, he pulls up a stool to sit beside me shoulder to shoulder while cupping the wineglass in his other hand.

He turns to face me and asks, "What's so funny?"

I let out one final chuckle before looking directly into his hazel eyes and saying, "You."

"I like seeing you laugh. You look even more beautiful than you usually do.", he says.

"Thank you." I whisper with a slight blush on my cheeks. "That's a very sweet thing for you to say."

He lets loose a playful growl and bares his teeth. "Sweet? I'm an alpha. We're fierce. Never sweet." Then he swoops in to place a passionate kiss on my lips. This kiss is possessive and carnal. I feel his tongue enter my mouth to dual with my own. I feel my hands crawl up his body to clutch his face. I'm moaning away and I don't care. This kiss clearly shows his dominance and I love it. Too soon, Sebastian breaks off the kiss. I'm panting and I bury my face in his shoulder.

"How sweet was that?", he says and I can almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"Shut up.", I reply and with a giggle lightly shove him in the shoulder. He doesn't budge an inch but I already knew he wouldn't. The man's body is corded with muscle.

I lift my head from his shoulder and lean back. Sebastian's got a radiant smile on his face proclaiming his happiness. At the sight, my wolf sighs in the back of my head. She's happy that our mate is happy.

"But really though. I do want to get to know you a bit and we need to figure what's our next step as a mated couple.", I say as I turn sideways to face him completely.

"Alright. My name is Sebastian Marksmen. I'm 27 years old. I have an aunt, Pauline and I'm alpha of Moon pack. I'm actually in your pack territory for a council meeting. I've been here close to a week now. Why haven't I seen you around town?"

"I'm a children's book author. I write for children from the ages of 3 to 8 and because of that I don't really get out much. I only ever really go into town to buy groceries and things like that. Most of my time is either spent writing or running in the woods."

"And you live here with your father?" Sebastian asks and I look away. I look down at my hands clasped on my lap and my vision slowly gets blurry from tears pooling in my eyes. I feel Sebastian looking at me with a questioning look in his eyes so I clear my throat to dislodge the lump in it to answer him.

"No. My father passed away a little over a year ago from thyroid cancer." I see a lone tear escape to splash onto my hands but I continue to speak with a wavering voice. "Before that, it was just us 2. My mom passed away while giving birth to me. Then a couple years ago, Dad was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and he fought all the way to the end but I think in the end his body just couldn't take it anymore and it gave out."

I realise I'm crying and I start to feel embarrassed. What must he think of me? I'm crying in the middle of my kitchen. I quickly try to rub away the tears and paste a fake smile on my face. I look up at Sebastian and say, "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I feel so stupid. He's been gone a year now. I've truly gotten over it. It must have been all the excitement of the day that's got me riled up. It won't hap-"

Sebastian cuts me off when he picks me up and sets me on his lap. One of his hands is buried in my hair while the other is holding me at the waist. In this position, my face is buried in his shirt. I realise he's trying to comfort me and I quickly try to reassure him.

"It's alright Sebastian. I'm fine. You don't have to hol-"

He cuts me off with a gentle whisper to my ear. "It's ok Leslie. You don't have to be brave in front of me. You can cry it out and I'll hold you for as long as it takes."

His words trigger something inside me and I feel an internal damn of emotion break. I start to cry in earnest. I sob into the shirt he wears that smells of my Dad. Tears are running down my face to soak his shirt. I feel my whole body shaking with my sobs and it feels as if my father had just died yesterday and not a year ago. I hear myself letting out gut wrenching sobs but I can't stop them. My grief is like a living thing and it feels as if I'll never be happy again. I cry for a long time. Minutes, hours, days, weeks. I don't know. All I know is that as times passes my sobs slowly quieten and it's not long before my eyes are drooping in exhaustion.

True to his word, Sebastian held me and never once let go. Sometimes, he would lightly run his hands through my hair and rub my back and other times he would just hold me tightly to his chest. Never uttering a single word.

"I miss my Dad. I'm all alone now. I have no one." I quietly whisper to myself staring at the plaid material of Sebastian's shirt with my head leaning on his chest. I can hear all the underlying layers of hopelessness and grief in my voice.

For a moment, Sebastian stops rubbing my back before he tightly clasps me to his chest.

"Never Leslie. You'll never be alone again. You have me and I'll never leave you." Sebastian promises with fierce determination.

And with his promise ringing in my ears, I fall asleep in his arms in the middle of my kitchen with the lightest heart I've had in over a year.