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BLUE MOON 31
A moment later we hear it. A loud howl, victorious. Dominant. A few others call back in answer. My heart finally stops pounding in my chest. And I sighed, unable to hide my reaction. He’s fine. “You might want to go, shower, get some rest. The threat has been taken care of” Tate says, a handful of female clothes balled in his arms. “Oh? I wanted to wait, to make sure everyone is fine” I say slowly as my hands go to rest on my hoodie now tied around my waist. “I’m sure. But Zayne might not… be himself when he returns” I blinked. Confused, why wouldn’t Zayne be himself...? Then I remember, “Oh, the bloodlust thing? I know about that.” I assure Tate Having recently experienced it myself. The door opens and Lily rushes out. Face flushed, trying to smooth down her glossy chocolate strands, Goodness, these two, is there any time they are not doing it? I don’t tell her she missed one button on her dress. “Babe, were you with Zayne earlier?” Tate and I both
BLUE MOON 32
For the nights of the next week, I practice sensory exercises just before going to bed on the days that I remember to, it does make me feel a little better, at least I haven’t gotten in any unplanned fights or lost control and I have been sleeping better. With every night that passes, the full moon draws nearer, I try not to think about it, the thought makes me antsy and ruins any stability I manage to achieve. But on those nights when the thought steeps in, I do wonder, what if I sleep walk again? It happened on the full moon last time, it might happen again. I could just stay awake all through the night as I’ve done a few times but I can’t live like that for the rest of my life, avoiding the moon, one day I’ll lose guard, fall asleep and wake up in the middle of no where. I have no idea of the direction I'd being heading or I’d go and check it out in the light of the day, maybe Zayne knows, he asked me to point it out that night and I did but I don’t even know where he found t
BLUE MOON 33
Freshly showered, I dress in jeans and a red sweater before going to find Zayne for our session. I catch him on the staircase on his way downstairs. “Are… you going out?” He looks at me from the roots of my hair to my booted feet before answering “Yes” Not knowing what to do with that look I simply turn around to leave “Great, no trading today” humming under my breath. A hand lands on my shoulder, rooting me in place “You, are coming with me, we can train on the way. No slacking off” My shoulders drop “I never knew you were such a hard ass Zayne” I complain. “Whatever gave you that idea” he turns and continues walking, expecting me to follow along, which I do dutifully. And he doesn’t seem like a hard ass, mostly because he’s chill, he doesn’t push his weight around like most Alphas would to get their point across, I’ve never seen him ordering anyone around, mostly, it seems like they have a system and everyone does what they are meant to do, and if he has to, he just tells the
BLUE MOON 34
*** I’m in a mood when I wake up the next day. And the day after, probably because I’m by myself the entire weekend as my friends went to the hot springs on Saturday leaving me to read a book about the ancient Korean dynasty, then again, I did reject their invitation to come along. I think it’s a fairly good book, I just couldn’t enjoy it, probably because my mind was somewhere else. So, I’m a bit of a grouch when I wake up on Monday morning, when I do my warm ups, shower, and get dressed in black leggings and a dark blue long sleeves shirt, I’m still irritated as I braid my hair back, pulling on the strands impatiently when I find a tangled strand. “Ohoo!” I break it apart forcefully, losing some hair in the process. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve had to talk myself out of going to find Zayne and giving him a piece of my mind. I thought for some time that he’d come find me to smooth things over, I mean he could see that I was clearly upset. But did he come? No.
BLUE MOON 35
I paused mid-stride, my hackles rising as I spin slowly. Behind me is a female, her honey brown hair cut short to just under her chin, a slim nose, and heart shaped face, with her short hair, it gives her an overall edgy look. Frankly, she looks striking and she knows it. And I would compliment her but she just called me homeless so… “Who are you?” I narrow my eyes at her. I don’t think I’ve seen her before; I should like to think I would remember a face like that. She brings a hand to her chest. The brown leather jacket she wears parting to show a tank top underneath. “And here I thought our first time would be a memorable one” I don’t look away from her for a second, whoever she is she doesn’t like me and I sure as hell don’t know her, she’s probably friends with Tiana, the homeless comment and all. I resist the urge to sigh, this is becoming bothersome. “At least it was for me.” She continues. “My knife, your face, ring a bell?” she shakes her head, a false wide eye lo
BLUE MOON 36
Naya gives me more pointers on using my claws the day after, we practice slashes. "Think of them as an extension of your fingers, because they are an extension of your fingers” She moves from my left side to my right. “And you don’t want to throw your hands like you would your fist. So more slashing and less hitting, go on” she says behind me as I make slashing motions with my invoked claws. I go with my right hand and then with my left because Naya says “What happens when your right hand is incapacitated?” After that, we work on backward slashes, for when I’m being attacked by more than one opponent. “Keep working on it” she tells me before going over to where Colin seems to have his hands full with Micha and Philips. I keep practicing but my attention is drawn to where the others are training, it’s safe to say I no longer train with them, not even when they’re having special exercises. I see Oliver having it out with Jude, they go at each other, claws out, when did they get s
BLUE MOON 37
I haven’t slept. I can’t sleep. I tossed and turned for hours last night and when I finally slept off, it was restless. Which is why I’ve opted for a run this morning to wake me up and get my blood pumping. Last night I had taken a moment to study her, Mercy. I only saw her side view but she’s built like an enforcer, tall and fit, I bet she’s gorgeous. Her waves of dark hair swayed down her back as she walked He probably likes females like that, strong, sure of herself, not someone that’s scared of her own shadow, someone like… me. Not to mention she’s closer to his age and definitely confident in her own sexuality, not second guessing her every move, when I close my eyes, I remember how she had brought up her hand to his chest. I so wanted to break every finger on that hand. I shake my head at my violent thoughts, pushing myself to run a bit faster. I liked being the object of his attention, too much. I got used to it, he’s so free with his affection, he touches m
BLUE MOON 38
We head for the boutiques next, I immediately head to the shoe section and get a new pair of sneakers in black which I carry in my hands like gold as we go around.“Outfits, we need outfits” Mile leads us to the clothing racks.“I think this would suit you” she holds up a soft pink dress.I tilt my head to the side “It looks nice”“Don’t you like it? what about this one” she holds up another dress, this one in a light blue shade.I simply shrug. Giving up on me she turns to Rachel who has about fifteen different dresses hanging from her arm. “What do you think?”“For you? I think the blue one, though the pink one would look really nice on Alina”With a smile Mile tosses the dress, I catch it against my thighs before it hits the floor.We go about picking out more clothes, “I think this is more my style” I hold on to a long sleeves dress in red velvet.“These would be pretty too. It’ll look really nice with your hair and show off those babies.” she looks pointedly at my chest.Holding u
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