Chapter 24: My Luna

TERESA.

I didn’t quite understand what that man said, but a lot of others gathered around us. Sebastian was getting anxious like he could not find his place. He was also making a shield with his enormous body protecting me.

The question was from what or from whom? I could have sworn that the man’s eyes, with that strange comment, turned red as blood. He was trying though to avoid my gaze, but still; he was restless. Like ready to attack?

But then, a man in his forties cut through the crowd, coming close to us. He had a cross tattooed over his right eye, his look deep and sharp, his hair almost gray. His good vibrations calmed my inner storm to a soothing, warm breeze.

His need to take action moved me. Both he and Sebastian surrounded me with their bodies, not letting anyone get closer to me. I didn’t know why, but from the moment this man with the eye cross appeared, I felt safe.

As I had the feeling that something was not quite right in this meeting, the same way I felt right now about this man standing tall in front of me. I felt warmth, but also terror, and I got scared.

“Would it be a bother to you to follow me outside? Bash, stay with the girl!”

It was more like an order, and this man’s huge hand showed the door to the one who was commenting on me earlier. It happened all so quickly; I did not have the time to realize that they practically vanished into thin air. They disappeared like magic.

“What in the name of God happened, Mr. Gallagher?!”

“Don’t involve God in this… He is way out of this matter, trust me”

He was already talking nonsense, so I was looking forward to starting and ending this meeting. These were the moments when I was wondering why I accepted his offer, but then I would answer myself why. I needed the money to survive.

Not like these rich people who have no worries unless they have a glass full of champagne or have taken or not a matching tie that goes with their immense selfishness.

This atmosphere was making me sick. My desire to escape was so strong, it felt like I was breaking out of a prison. I had no air and since that comment; I was feeling all their eyes on me.

“Shall we take our seats? The presentation is about to begin!” As much as I wanted to decline this invitation, I was here, and I had nowhere to go.

“If I have no other choice…”

“You could have whatever choice you want, Teresa. Just name it!”

Was it my imagination, or this man was hitting on me? Too many sentences with tens of meanings. Couldn’t say it bothered me. Sebastian Gallagher was a handsome man and precisely because he knew well the weapons with which he was fighting, he was never caught off guard and always had a reply to absolutely everything.

I tried to stay a little longer listening to how they were speaking of potions that gave strength to the body just like vitamins and some miracle treatment that could heal minor wounds faster and pretending to be interested.

I was feeling suffocated in this room full of testosterone and science, so I thought I’d take a walk outside. I didn’t know the surroundings, but I thought I couldn’t get that far from this place and a breath of fresh air would do me good. So, motioning to my partner I was going to the bathroom actually, I sneaked outside the hall.

The chill cold air hit my nostrils and my body, causing me to shake. It was uncontrollable, but thank God, I took my shawl. I walked slowly, inhaling the comforting air in my lungs until I hurried the pace when I realized that somebody was following me.

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SEBASTIAN.

It was not long before I stopped seeing Teresa around, so I worried. She told me she would use the restroom and then she would come back. Well, fifteen minutes had passed since then, and the wolf in me was getting restless.

“Have you seen Teresa, Erik!”

“No, but I can smell her… she is close by… outside!”

Whatever she was doing outside in the middle of the night, it was not safe. Even I followed her scent of flowers. The night was chilly, typical of this area. This chilly night, with its sparkling enormous moon, was for me an invitation to unleash myself.

I looked up at the wonderful star with its black heavens, searching my way through my being and thinking if I could solve this without my wolf’s help. Because something was not right. It was too quiet. And I hated silence. But I kept the wolf in me and looked for those emerald eyes.

The dark was getting thicker until I noticed a red sparkling fiber glowing into the vast black. Suddenly, an immense shadow would cross by me. I froze in place, trying to make, trying to make as little noise as possible so as not to attract whatever flew over me... a few steps away was Teresa.

Her hair had come off her bun and her curls jumped to the rhythm of the horror with which she ran, aimless. I could feel her fear rising, but that fear was my challenge to slay the demon that was luring her into its claws. It was Matias, the very one jerk who talked bullshit about her back at the conference.

In this silence, I would have left my human form for my return to the beast that could help her. But she moved farther and farther away, feeling her jerky breathing every second further. Like she knew something or someone was on her trail.

But I got there first, at full speed. Being afraid, she didn’t even realize that humanly it was impossible to do that. The next thing I grabbed her and pushed her hard against the wall into a dark entrance. Pressing gently my palm over her mouth, I could feel her warm breath caressing my hand.

The situation was really desperate. The bloody werewolf would track her scent, and I did whatever I could to mask her fear. Teresa’s terror drew Matias.

I needed to not lose my temper and keep my eyes blue. Our gazes then looked into a mixture of lust and terror. Her pupils dilated, and she looked at me as if wondering what I was doing all over her and who was following us? I wanted to answer her, but she was still scared and so I couldn’t terrorize her too.

She tried to mutter something, but my hand covering her mouth became more pressed against her warm lips. We were so close that we could hear each other’s thoughts. And mine was not that pretty, given the circumstances.

But the damn beast would not give up. If you get out of this alive Matias, I swear you will have your days counted. He was trying to lure us out of hiding.

This charade has already lasted too long. I was an Alpha, and it was time to show this beginner whose orders he should obey here and what were the consequences if you have the guts and the stupidity to mess with my Luna.

Our approach was dangerous without me being able to control my impulses. My palm separated our mouths like dividing two worlds bounded by the same agony. Looking at her frightened eyes with the dim light of that alley playing in them got my wolf triggered.

And then the craving to kiss her became insatiable, uncontrollable. I slowly removed my hand from her mouth. In her eyes was that kind of passion that brought restlessness to my inner fire. In moments like this I would have transformed, but now was different.

I wanted to enjoy her in peace, to allow the man inside me to feel the desire on another level. Instinctively, she chained me with her arms, thus allowing my body total contact with hers. It was as if two entities merged perfectly, uniting every pore, every thought until they became a whole.

But this fire that was burning and consuming me inside would only touch her as fine silk, gentle.

This longing for her right now almost hurt, and somehow, I had to put an end to that physical and mental pain. Breathing her deep, I grabbed her full, soft lips, half-open as if it were an invitation to desire to unleash everything we had right here.

At first, it was soft, dedicated to our feelings. She answered me, being there alive, with me, in this devastating passion. My hunger for her increased and with each response and dedication, my body reacted, demanding more.

I pressed lightly into all of her curves, coming to life with every inch, igniting all of her anxiety. I felt her wanting more, too. Her movements at every stimulus I offered reinforced my idea that she was not as indifferent as she let me believe.

So, I tried something else. I slipped one free hand behind her hair, gently stroking her neck, and with the other I lowered it to her thigh, caressing its entire length. Immediately after that my Teresa raised her leg close to my thigh, leaving me room to sneak into her sweetest place.

Its warmth strengthened me so much that I cursed my gesture, trying somehow to fix it. What did I expect? For her to remain impassive, unresponsive? That was when the kiss became frantic.

I stuck my tongue even deeper into her warm mouth, looking for hers and chaining it into a game of infinite lust. Her response was almost violent, pressing harder into her body, into mine, leaving no free space.

She practically devoured me, moving at a crazy rhythm, back and forth, almost mimicking the most sacred act that can exist between an Alpha and his Luna.

In a short time, our frenzy changed into vigilance. The beast was close, almost breathing into my neck. I withdraw slowly, not losing touch with the emerald in her eyes.

So, I wrapped Teresa into a tight embrace, almost covering her eyes, looking for shelter in the hollow of my neck; at this point, I tried a connection with this renegade. I dipped my face into her hair and my eyes instantly turned red.

Exactly at that moment, the connection got established and an angry growl escaped from within me. It resembled a howl detached from hell. And then I just could measure neither my temper nor my words. “If you know what’s good for you, stay away from her! I don’t mind ripping your damn head off, sucking your entire life out of your useless body!”