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“We should go and find mate,” he urges me. Again.
I look at my desk for the millionth time knowing I should sit right where I am and keep working. But I don’t.
With a shove back from the overrun surface, I’m up and striding toward the door without thinking too hard about it. I need to see her, the pull between us pulling taunt and driving me.
There was a time when I would mock and make fun of the idea of mates, but having Elodie close to me has worn down the resentment and the anger at having to wait so long for my other half to show up. I didn’t understand the pull and how powerful it is.
It’s hard to find anything more important than being near Elodie and claiming her.
“You should claim her,” my wolf growls.
I know that the more time I spend around her, the stronger the pull will be. Only a few days ago that would have been the last thing I wanted. Now, I’m not so sure.
“I can’t just walk up to her and claim her,” I argue with him. “She would freak out and be right to do so. Remember, she’s a human and she doesn’t know about the existence of our kind.”
“Then explain it to her so we can have our mate in our arms, where she belongs,” he demands.
“What do you think will happen when we tell her that werewolves are not only real, but that she’s mated to one?” He tucks his tail under his body, understanding exactly what I’m pointing out. “Then we’d have to explain that not only is she mated to us, but that she’ll be the pack’s Luna. That’s a lot to take in,” I try and soften the blow.
“She might take it all in stride,” there’s a hint of hope in his voice.
“I don’t think I want to risk it.” I add on, “Yet.”
“At least find her quickly. I need to see her,” he pushes me to move faster, her scent calling to me and pulling me out the back door of the packhouse.
The moment I step outside, my gaze immediately finds Elodie. Her head is thrown back and her laughter fills the air as she runs around the large yard. She’s not alone either, she’s surrounded by the pack’s pups.
“Tag,” a little girl with dark brown curls calls out, “you’re it, Elodie.”
My mate grins at the little girl and then makes a roaring sound before running toward her. The little girl lets out a squeal of delight before taking off and zig zagging across the yard. As the rest of the pups follow her lead, Elodie easily catches one, lifting them up in her arms and spinning them around before putting them down again.
“Tag,” Elodie’s voice is a melody on the wind, a sound mixing with her laughter and filled with so much joy.
I want to soak up the sound, and all the other sounds my mate can make.
Like ones of passion and pleasure.
It’s clear that the pups love her. The parents who are standing around in the yard are watching with huge smiles on their faces.
When was the last time I felt so much happiness surrounding me from the pack? Sure, people around here are content, but this kind of exuberance is on another level.
Maybe Elodie is the Luna that Golden Summit needs.
I should have never judged her based on her status as a human. It’s clear from watching her interact with members of my pack, and the pups right now, that no one cares that she’s a human.
Sure, their opinion on her might change if they knew she was meant to be the Luna here, but maybe they know the truth instinctively. It’s not like I have a lot of experience in this.
If Elodie was a she-wolf, I would have already claimed her. The only thing that held me back was her being a human. If the pack doesn’t care, then I’m finding it harder to care myself.
There’s a fire burning inside of her. I saw it last night and I want to see more of it.
As the pups start to play with each other more than with Elodie, I see my opportunity. I start to stride toward her, my eyes drinking her in with every step. As if she can sense me getting closer, she turns and looks at me.
For the first time since I met her, her gray eyes light up as she looks at me. My heart does a strange flip in my chest, the ache I’ve been able to mostly ignore up to this point floating away like a bubble in the wind.
Do I have the same effect on her? I hope so.
I hate the thought of her in pain.
