Mated To Luna

Deluna Hansen.

"Alpha, we have the spies in the dungeon already." Zia tells me, walking into the office with her heeled boots making clicks against the floorboards. I drop my pen and look up, "Perfect," I compliment their achievement and she smiles.

"Beta Samuel specifically took part in that only for your love. You should give him a try, Alpha." Zia says jokingly but my wolf doesn't take it as a joke. I fight the urge to pounce on her and remind myself she's my beta. I calm my wolf down and stand up, dropping the paper sheet on the desk.

"Say anything, but don't step a foot out of the office. And you might just want to tell Damien to prepare for a gorgeous dinner." Her pretty blonde eyes gleam at the mention of his name. Clearly, she has feelings for the vampire every other person in the pack counts to be rogue. "Or you might like to offer yourself to him as dinner."

"Alpha!" Her voice is scolding but her face says something different. Crimson colored cheeks can only tell of fluttering feelings.

"It's obvious you like him, amico." I say, " Ed è piuttosto quello caldo."I wink at her before turning around and walking out.

I am Alpha Deluna Hansen, 23, and the Luna of Crystal Promise pack (Pacchetto Promessa Di Cristallo). I don't have you to tell, I love being respected and given that accord. To be the strongest and most respected female alpha means a lot of dedication and vigilance. But I have something more important to bother about than about my reputation. I have less than five months to present my mate to mother. I had promised her (that) I would present my beautiful relationship with my mate whenever I clock twenty five, and that was before she died. If anything ever really matters to your subjects as an alpha, then it's being dedicated to your words. That surely means a lot.

I make my way to the dungeon as the rest of the pack won't stop greeting me. The place is dark and smells of dried blood, just what it is used for. The dungeon is dirty and stinking with humans and wolves and a bit of vampires' dried dead bodies and splashed bloods everywhere. It has been used more in the years before than now. Just making an estimate about the number of bodies that has been killed in this place over the years makes me realize why I am regarded as the most powerful and the most respected female alpha.

After a second scanning around the room, I finally find the two livings in a corner of the room. They aren't dead yet but it looks like they've been battling for their life for hours now. And their skin? It's burning already. Wolfsbane! It's even beginning to affect me.

I squat before the two dying werewolves and one of them slowly looks up. A smirk plays on my lips as I read the pitiful expression on the beta's face.

"Mercy?" I laugh at the word and he tries to open his mouth to talk but the wolfsbane potion on an open wound... The smell is beginning to make me weak too.

"Don't worry, your blood won't dry up like the others. You would make a gorgeous dinner for our hot vampire." I tease but the next second, I plunge my claws into their heart. A loud, sharp grunt and silence. Death! I smirk at their splashed blood. If there's something I love then it's the sight of the enemy's blood. And if there's a job I preferred most, then it's preparing the best of dinner for Damien with their blood.

I stand on my feet and replace my claws with human fingers before stepping out of the dungeon. I walk to the stairs that leads to my stay. I ascend it and step into the hampton styled living room. I walk to my room and to the bathroom where I cleanse my blood stained self.

"Alpha." I turn around and it's Zia looking so fucking hot for the party. Grey tank top, high waist shorts stopping halfway her butts and square toe boots. Damn, who the hell does she plan to seduce in the party?! There's no Damien there, is there?

"Get in the car already, Zia. You won't tell me you aren't dressed for the party... Lemme think, Damien's gorgeous dinner?" I tease but she frowns. " I brought you something, alpha."And I furrow my brows at her. Something? Bad news?

" Spill it!"

" Wolfsbane. It's fool moon tonight and there'll be humans there."Right! I'd be almost useless for the next minutes just to ease myself from the full moon effect. I grab the sealed bottle from her and without one more thought, I tear off its tab. On opening it, the scent fills my nose, starting to create reactions but that doesn't stop me as I gulp down the whole content. Zia watches me throw the empty bottle away and snap my eyes around the park field.

"Are you okay?" Worry laces in her voice as I try to remain fit. But I ain't okay... Damn, it feels like I'm finally going to die. My heartbeat starts to go unsteady as Zia opens the passenger door for me to get in. I manage to sit myself and clasp my arm together. I am beginning to get feverish already and weak all over. I am used to this, the fucking feeling I get when I ingest in diluted wolfsbane just to protect myself and those around me during full moons. Zia joins me in the car and assists me with doing my seatbelt before driving off.

Zia wakes me up from my slumber when we get there. Still feeling very weak but not feverish anymore, I get out of the car without any help and slam the door close. Zia too gets down and crosses over to me.

"Do you need any help, alpha?"She still has that worried look on her, like I might just slump and die sooner. I could've said yes but being an alpha, weakness isn't something you should accept and to your beta. That only indicates and tells people how weak and unsuccessful your reign would be.

"I'm fine, beta." My tone isn't nice, not even near nice. Should I say arrogant? But I care less.

"Sorry, alpha." But I don't acknowledge her apologies, I turn around and head into the party.

(Amico: friend.

Ed è piuttosto quello caldo : And he's quite the hot one.)

Deluna Hansen.

"It's nice to have you here, alpha Hansen." But I can barely mistake the hatred in his voice as love and the contemptuous smile on his face as a good one. A plan for tonight? Oh yeah, it's full moon tonight.

" And you make me wonder, why the hell would you organize such an important party during full moon?" But I don't wait for him to reply. I cover up my scorn for him and put on a smile. "See you around, Caleb." I challenge him to a raging fight by calling him directly with his first name to see his reaction. I smirk when I see his eyes almost glowing. I like this, always loved it.

"Don't spoil the party, Caleb." I wink at him and move back. I turn my still weak self around and trudge to the bar.

"Valpolicella, please." I give my order as I slip into a bar stool.

"Italian?" The red haired bartender tries to start a conversation and being aware of the fact that Caleb is still around watching me with some other enemies, I pick it up.

"Half caste." I answer as he takes out a bottle of the wine and a wine glass. He helps to tear its tab and pours some for me. "You're pretty." He complements and I smile. I've always been pretty but I keep my ego down. This is a human, not some fucking werewolf or vampire.

"Thanks." I tell him and take the glass as he turns his attention to another customer. I lift the glass to my mouth and gulp the whole content down. I plop the glass on the bar and glance around the party. It's booming and filled, obviously not just with human, but also with immortals. Vampires. Werewolves. Hybrids. Alphas. And a few witches. What a party! And looking around, I can tell the fact that I ain't the hottest here. Would've enjoyed being but with vampires and witches and humans too. And damn, the party's filled with illegitimate acts making me wonder if Zia is safe.

A twinge of feeling hits me and I feel my wolf suddenly awaking, fighting against the wolfsbane effect. Excitement. Anxiety. Not because it's full moon, but because of something. That feeling strikes me again making me look around. That feeling only means one thing: my mate is here, right in the fucking party! I turn around and my eyes catch his gaze on me. Black orbs, full brows, dark hair, pierced ears, tattooed arm, cute moustache and stubble. Mate, my human mate! The hell, why would I be mated to a human?! Damnit, and a hot one. My wolf starts to spur me to grab him and kiss him already but I don't. I hate this moment... I, the most respected female alpha getting mated to one weak human. Not even a fucking beta... What's that?

I snap my eyes away from him and fighting against my wolf, I turn around and grab my bottle of wine. No doubt, I am feeding myself with alcohol 'til I get wasted tonight. But do werewolves ever get wasted? And an alpha? That'll surely be my question to answer.

-

The first thing that greets me when I open my eyes is the bright morning sun rays and that feeling of having an hangover. Being tired! Alcohol is a poison and hangover is a disease. Werewolves are immune to poison, not so immune to disease so that means my wolf will only start the healing process now that I'm awake.

And where the fuck am I?! I don't remember getting drunk last night nor do I remember closing my eyes. Abducted? La fucking Caleb?!

"Good morning." I hear and alarmed, I jerk to my feet jumping out of the bed. But I see a wrinkled old lady. Who is she?

"Where am I?" I demand, glancing down at her outfit. She's dressed like a... A palace maid?! Where the hell is this place?! And this room... I didn't disappear back to the 19s, did I?

"You spent the night here. Master asked me to bring you these clothes." And I realize, I am bare. Fucking naked! Oh, shit. And master? You don't want to tell me I was taken advantage of by one creature. I should be in my fucking office, working on some fucking thing right now, not in this fucking place! Forgive me, I'm a big time curser! I grab the materials from old nonne and she bows before walking away. I watch her disappear through a door and shut the door behind her. I turn back to the low mattress I had found myself on and drop the clothes. I slip my body into it and it's a white gown, a barely fitting one. I brush my hair to the back with my hands. And without footwears on, I walk out of the room through the door old nonne had taken. It leads to a hallway and a staircase. Descending the stairs, the first thing I sight is that naked back and that familiar tattooed arm with sagging shorts. Hot penned bums, fuck! Old nonne's master?

"Good morning." His voice is deep and heavily built, strapping, showing his dominance and superiority over every other thing that exists in the room. Of course, he should be the master of the house. But not only the master of the house... My wolf starts spurring me to consume the whole of him in bed already and even my human body starts reacting to the heat between us. But I bet he barely feels something.

"It's Cinque Terre."WTF! Cinque Terre, in Italy?! Is he fucking kidding me right now?! Tell me he's joking. But then, I can hardly doubt that. To begin with, I don't even know how and for how many hours I slept. I mean what the hell is he to get my unconscious self here, and without my consent?! But even before I can talk, he spins around on his feet and throws a bag to me. It almost bumps into my face, but then, it narrowly misses me and falls beside me.

"Get dressed in that, we're going for hiking." Say what?! Who the hell orders a Luna that way?! Sure, he doesn't even knows who I am. And I'm still trying to guess who the fuck is before me. Wait... One mafia Lord or what?! But then, I'm Luna, alpha Deluna Hansen of Crystal Promise pack, not an ordinary human and it won't take me a minute to waste his life!

"Well," I begin and stop, a smirk playing on my lips as I stride to him, slowly, swaying my hips in the oversized gown. I'm going to teach him a bitter lesson that'll leave him shivering for days, with my words. I hate the fact that I'm being mated to a human, but killing my wolf would only bring disarray to my reputation. I stop when I reach him and I lay my hands on his perfect, naked abs. Perfect? Even more than perfect, hot!

"You don't know me, darling."I say, looking up and trying to intimidate him with my stare while I turn my fingers to claws. Just a bruise won't hurt, will it?

"Not human. Werewolf. Alpha of Crystal Promise pack. Deluna Hansen. 23, and powerful." He says and even before I can pierce my nails into his skin, he captures them in a hand. Wait... How does he knows all that?! He's human, I can't be wrong.

"And," he stops and wraps his other arm around me, with his forehead leaning down against mine, he whispers, "You're my mate. Mine."

The alpha spirit in me is weak and the part of my wolf that wants to kiss my mate badly starts to take over. I want to push him away and tell him I would never be mated to a weak human but due to his closeness, I'm too unstable to even control myself.

"Mine alone." He says and brings his face even more closer, letting his nose brush against mine.

Deluna Hansen.

But he gives me no time to say another word as he pulls away and glares down at me. "Wear the dress already. We're going for hiking, Alpha." That wasn't the least nice but then, he'd add a little respect by calling me Alpha. And even if I was going to protest, there was no way he would listen to it because he left the room just as the words left his mouth. And hiking doesn't sound bad, quite romantic! Except for the fact that I'm kidnapped here in Cinque Terre, all the damned way from New York, by a human mate. I turn around and walk to where he had dumped the bag. I pick it up and make my way upstairs again.

"You haven't tell me where the hell we're going and it's been minutes since we've been walking past this deserted route!" I rant at my human mate. I hate this_ being controlled by one human. It doesn't make sense, even to me, that almighty alpha obediently hikes with a human. But then, I need to make peace with my mate and especially with the fact that I'd make a promise to get married to my first mate.

"Every sensible and noble Italian should know that this is the Riomaggiore ring trail but you shouldn't be blamed either! "What... The hell, I'm going to cut out his tongue if he doesn't learn to use them rightfully. What does he think he is?! My mate to be worshipped by me?! Someone remind him who's the alpha here and who's the human. Even Zia, my beta, is capable enough to waste his life.

" Now, don't get tired yet. We still have to walk for one more hours or so. Don't worry, we'd sit around a table and eat a delicious meal after getting back in Riomaggiore. "He says. A delicious meal?! I never told him I'm a hungry bitch, did I? Oh, God, I'm going to slap his face after another rude word from him.

" Look here, mister, there's only a reason I'm following you. I could be creating scars on your body right now. "I snap glaring at him but he only chuckles, making me even more annoyed. I mean what the hell?!

" And there's only one reason I'm still keeping you alive. But if you don't calm yourself down now, alpha, then I'm afraid you would tear down the whole place with your anger. "Say wh-

But even before I can rant out shits at him, he grabs my arm and pulls me along with him. Fuck him twice! And what does he means by there's only one reason he's still keeping me alive?!

-

After hiking, my human mate doesn't take me back to where I woke up in. He rather takes me to another different construction where we get attended to by another human dressed like a servant. My mate and I walk into the house with the servant as our lead. He stops when we arrive in another room designed like the dining and turns around to face us.

"Please, sit, my Lord. I would call Elio now." He says, bows and leaves. His Lord? Oh, someone tell me who my mate really is. And why the fuck is he regarded to as Lord?!

"Maybe you can do yourself a damn good and present yourself as a more humble person by sitting down already. This is a human world, different from your pack and you're under my submission." He says, pride lacing in his voice. I hate him! How can one be so grumpy and proud at the same time?! What the hell is he?!

"Pardon? You don't have to tell me what I'll do. Moreover, you still owe me a big explanation and apology for bringing me here. Also, I'm still trying to wonder who you are and I can't even trust you enough to be submissive." I retort but that comes out in a harsher tone than I intended. He doesn't say another thing and I can bet that only means he's mad. My wolf scolds me and starts to nag, demanding me to say sorry already. But I gulp those words back, down my throat and sit, just opposite him.

"Belvedere!" I hear an exclamation, followed by a shrill and I turn to see an older man and a little italian blonde. "Zio!" The little girl squeaks and runs to hug him, excitedly. I watch his dark eyes glint as a smile forms on his lips and he ruffles her hair. Now, this is someone different before me. He fucking smiles?! Then why the hell was he being rude and impudent to me?! Why does he have to look gorgeous that way? Dark brows, long lashes, and lips curled up in a smile. Pretty!

He soon looks up and his smile freezes immediately he catches me looking. What? Even without the smile on his face anymore, I can only picture his heavenly face wearing a smile. He looked really beautiful. My wolf starts to spur as I feel the heat generating between us again. Oh, I wish I had a better relationship with my mate so it won't be awkward if I just pull him to myself and kiss him on the lips. My breathe strains and my throat itches when he bites the corner of his bottom lip, not looking away from me. Oh, God. Temptation? Definitely not, torturing!

"Belvedere, who's the girl?" And he finally takes his eyes off me. A feeling of emptiness takes over me the moment he looks away and I hate it. I'm beginning to turn stupid!

Belvedere? Beautiful to see? That's his name? Well, then, it fits him 'cause he's really beautiful to see. Gorgeous, even!

When I glance away from him, I find those pretty brown orbs gazing intensely at me but she looks away almost immediately I catch her doing that.

"Just a friend." Belvedere answers his old man.

Just a friend? Seriously, wasn't he calling me his hours ago?! Really, fuck him! And now, I'm beginning to wonder why I hate the idea of him denying me. Well, I don't have to wonder much. It's simply because he's my mate. Mine. And mine alone!

He flicks his gaze at me and I don't hesitate glaring at him. Oh, damn, I wanna spank his face right now. TF!

A prankish smirk forms on his lips as he turns back to his old man to give another comment, " She's not my type, Elio."

Seriously? Oh, fuck, I'm going to grab a glass cup and smash it on his head if he doesn't stop!

(Zio- uncle! )