Waited For The Luna
Chapter 8

“You’re a???” I asked assuming he was like me.

“Yes, I’m Collin Storm… black river pack” Reaching his hand out as he whispered the last line into my ear.

I took his hand and introduced myself.“I’m Bellamy. White moon” He then made himself comfortable in the stool beside me.

“So White moon. What brings you here?” He asked. I didn’t feel like talking to a stranger while drunk, during a depressing period in my life.

“Something private. I’d rather not talk about it.” I told him as I donned my 6th shot of tequila. That felt like fire on my lungs. “Wooh!” I said as I suck on the lime. Completely ignoring the man beside me.

“Tough night?” He said. I nodded in response. “You know for an introvert it’s very hard to make conversation, so I’m hoping the gorgeous girl in front of me at least make a little eye contact. Hey Ben I’d like a bottle of beer.” I was surprised by his words. “I’m sorry if you found it rude. But I’m sad and I want to mope alone so Mr. Storm you can leave me alone, as I mind my own business.” I said while giving him a sheepish, fake smile.

“Well, I’m sad too. Why don’t we mope together.” This wolf is chatty, a good thing he’s hella hot.

“You don’t give up, do you? By the way, what made you sad?” I said taking in my 7th shot.

“Work. I’d advise you to stay close to your pack. There are too many disappearances going on lately.” He said. I then turned my direction to him.

“There are many people here. No one would capture me.” I stubbornly said rolling my eyes. “How about you? Why are you murdering that bottle of tequila.”

“I’m not murdering it. It’s actually f*****g me up.” With the alcohol in my system, I told him the sad tale of me and the sadist Luka. He listened and stayed with me all throughout the night. We talked a lot about our lives. He’s 19 and he hasn’t found his mate. Like me, he also thinks that mates are a curse and that we should live our lives with the one we chose and not be coerced into being with someone because of extreme attraction. He also mentioned having a few relatives over at White Moon.

This Collin guy is not so bad.

“I mean why the f**k would he hate me. I’m taller than his pet imp he calls his girlfriend. Plus I’ve been top of my class” I arrogantly said in my drunken state. “Straight A’s” He agreed while raising his brows at me. “And I’m not even that bad at all. I’m practically perfect.” I said closing my eyes. I opened them and saw his dreamy green eyes piercing through me. “No, you are not bad at all. And I think this Luka is nothing but an a*s.” He said standing up leaning into me. “Sweetheart, you need to get going you’re drunk.” He gently whispered.

“No! I’m having so much fun now. I want you to tell me about yourself more.” I said pushing him away. “You know you’re actually cute. If you were my mate I would’ve probably kissed you.” He then leaned in and kissed me. He was good and gentle and allowed me to take initiative. For a minute I forgot what it’s like to be someone’s mate. I forgot Luka. My lips burned a little but I didn’t care. I should enjoy this. The perfect k**s with the perfect man. “I just kissed a perfect girl.” He said connecting his forehead to mine as we catch our breaths.

When I woke up I found myself in my motel room. My head was pounding and my stomach was turning. I sat up and felt so lightheaded. I was then startled by the sound of the bathroom door opening. It was Collin, shirtless with a towel on his waist.

“Why are you here? What happened? Oh my did we?” I asked.

“A bottle of tequila was what happened. You owe me a shirt by the way.” He said as he grabbed his pants and went back inside the bathroom. A few minutes after he got out.

“Was I bad?” I asked. “No, You were perfect.”

Did I really lose it with a man I just met?

“Don’t worry I slept on the couch and you’re still in your clothes. I would’ve gotten my own room but the motel was packed.” He said as he handed me a grape-flavored juice box and an Advil.

“Sorry about last night. That was actually my first k**s.” I anxiously said.

“Bellamy you’re thinking too much. You should drink that and go grab breakfast. I have to go back to black river before noon.”

“I’m actually going there myself. You brought a car?” He shooked his head and so I took the initiative and offered him a ride. Turns out he was going to get someone to fetch him but since we were going the same direction he agreed. He helped me load my stuff in the back, just as I was about to enter the drivers seat he then snatched my keys.

“No chance! You have a hangover. I’m driving” He then coolly jumped into the driver’s seat and started the engine. He looked so sexy in his denim pants and black leather jacket. I let him borrow my oversized shirt which looks a size smaller. He also has a pair of black sunglasses which made him like a total 70’s hottie.

“Never seen a man in a pink shirt before?”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him. After a few minutes, we got into Black River. There were guards at the boarder, trying to verify our identities, when he rolled the windows down, he was immediately noticed by the guard.

“Alpha Storm. Thought you needed a ride back.” The guarded said leaving me shellshocked on my seat.

“It’s okay Gill. I got a ride from a pretty girl.” He said which made me blush a little. Me and Collin are really on a flirting level that quick.

He drove in and I blurted out the question. “Alpha?”

“Mmhmm. Who’s your aunt, probably know where she lives.” He seemed to be brushing off the question.

“Alice Cross.” I answered. “What was an alpha doing at a college bar?” I asked. “I told you I was working. My plane landed last night and I got a little bored so I went in for a drink.” He said as he turned to my aunt’s street.

“You mind if I take your car. I’ll drive it over tomorrow.” I allowed him since he didn’t have a car with him and I kinda owed him one for taking care of me last night.

“This is you.” I jumped out and thanked him. Aunt Alice was already on the porch.

“What were you doing with Collin?” She curiously asked crossing her arms on her chest.

“Hey, Alice!”