Chapter Four - Emotions

Natalie Grayson 

My heart stopped for just a couple of seconds. I saw the look in his eyes as he inhaled my scent, devouring what was floating in the air, his blue eyes turning dark as if he couldn't see me. 

Then he turned away and inhaled more of my scent. It was captivating, and he seemed so gentle as my wolf purred in delight. And when I inhaled him in, I could sense the power radiating off him, signalling he was a high rank, he was an Alpha. 

Letting this set into my mind, I breathed in heavily, exhaling with a lot of force, my doubts floating in my mind as I took him in. He was going to take me away from my family. 

He was an Alpha, a strong male who was a force to be reckoned with, and no one was to ever defy an Alpha, let alone match him as an equal. Even a Luna couldn't pass as an equal. Lunas were meant to serve. 

I am going to be a Luna. 

The thought settled in and my wolf hummed with the power she was going to obtain once he marked her. As a Luna, one would be a force to be reckoned with as well, powerful, but not as powerful as the Alpha himself. 

Then I started to wheeze in and out with both the thoughts of an Alpha being my mate, and being a Luna. I could never fit the title of a Luna, let alone come in close with my mate. 

I started to hyperventilate, my breathing becoming erratic, as my eyes watered. I was going to leave my family, I was going to be a Luna, l was going to be the Alpha's mate. 

I might have been irrational but this wasn't how I thought this night was going to turn out.  I let a few lone tears fall and my breathing began to come out raggedly. My wolf was growling at me to stop, to never cry in front of am Alpha because it would show that I was weak, but I knew I was. 

As if my thoughts interrupted the Alpha male in front of me, I could see worry etched on his face as he brought his hand down from my cheek and steadily placed it on my shoulders.

His face was drawn in as he watched me in concern. However, I noticed that his eyes were blank with emotion, as if he couldn't see through them. 

"Breath," he said, his voice deep and rough as he watched me. 

His voice was dripping with honey, captivating. He somewhat held my eyes, soothing me in a warm embrace as he tried to calm me down. But I couldn't, I was so overwhelmed as I stared, letting tears roll down my cheeks and I took this moment to let my eyes roam over his face. 

He had a rough face with a few scars littered here and there as if to show all the enemies he had fought off over his lifetime. His eyes were crystal blue, they were slightly pale, but held little to no emotions. His properly styled hair was a very dark type of black and it was very long.

After a little look at his face, I suddenly realized I had calmed down. My breathing was normal, yet my heart was exceptionally fast and I could hear his heart was too, both our heartbeats mixing together as we stayed in this position.

We were just seeking comfort from one another as we breathed in the same air, smelling each other's scent, imprinting it in our minds. 

I allowed his eyes to roam my face, realizing that his eyes regained some emotions. I watched as he grasped my face with his hands, running his hand all over it as if trying to commit it to memory.

We stayed like this for a little bit, allowing the world to go around us as we just sat in each other's comfort. With his hands on my cheeks, I was about to burst from the silence. 

It was too quiet and I just wanted to get up and have a drink. I stared into his baby blues and gave him a shy smile. 

"Um, can I get up?" I asked softly. 

I didn't want to ruin this moment, but I desperately needed a drink from all my crying, and the thirst was too overwhelming for me. 

I blushed furiously as he gave me a cheeky smile and stood up slowly, one arm extending out to help me get up and I graciously took it, allowing the familiar sparks to jolt up my arm and I smiled brightly. Once I had gotten up, my hand was entwined with his, and I walked with him towards the whole gathering. 

As we walked to the bar, I saw my parents chatting away and my brothers playing closely near them. Being the embarrassed person I was, I let go of my mate's hand, who I didn't know the name of and rushed to my parents, hugging them in a tight embrace as I had just found my mate and wanted to tell them. 

"What's wrong honey? Are you crying?" my mother asked, patting my back in comfort as my dad just stared out at my mate with a calm expression because he knew.

I retracted my arms and looked over to my mate, giving him a reassuring smile, then I looked back at my parents before a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist in a protective, yet calming manner. 

I allowed the scent to fill my nostrils as I let my back come in contact with his chest. I looked at my mother's expression. Her mouth was agape, eyes filled with happy tears as she smiled brightly at me, a hand covering her mouth as she tried to contain her tears. 

"My baby girl has found her mate!" she gasped, as she grabbed my dad's arm and started to shake it furiously like a teenager. 

My dad stood there, looking at my mate longer than expected and then right back at me. My mother rushed towards us and wrapped her frail arms around the both us, squishing me and my mate closer together as she hugged us. 

I smiled and blushed furiously as I looked at my dad, whose face was expressionless as he stared at my Alpha mate with concern. 

And then he said, "Alpha Nolan, it's a pleasure to meet you."