Luna On The Run!

Luna Ariel’s POV still

The bus arrives in Miami and I get off. I look around, I’ve never been here before and I don’t know where to go. Then I notice a yellow taxicab approaching and I get in.

“Miss, where can I take you?” the driver asks politely. For a moment I hesitated, but then I was confident. “To a hotel near the beach.” The man nods and looks at me in the rearview mirror as he drives off.

“First time in Miami? Your accent is not from here,” he smiles kindly at me.

“You guessed right. I’m here for a holiday. Sun and fun are all I need. Can you please advise me on a few places?” He pulls a leaflet out of his cupboard.

“There are plenty of things to do here. The nightlife is great, but you can also do some sightseeing. Even cruise ships dock here,” he says, holding the leaflet out to me. And indeed, I read all kinds of sights and activities to distract and make me relax me. Once I find a place to stay, I will plan everything well.

To my delight, the taxi drops me off at a nice hotel with a good view of the beach. When I have checked in and am in the lift on the way to my room, that feeling of loneliness hits me again. How I wish Gorgio were here with me and we could spend this vacation together.

I enter the room, throw my luggage on one of the two beds, and go onto the balcony. The view is stunning and as I breathe in the sea breeze, I immediately feel at ease. It is still early in the morning, so I decided to get some sleep first. The bus was comfortable by all accounts, but I couldn’t really rest because of the constant pounding on my mind link. As the distance from Gorgio increased, he noticed the mind link weakening. He now only has the bond with me, which only allows him to perceive my feelings and moods, but not to communicate in any other way.

Sadly I look in front of me. I miss his hand caressing my face, his whispering words of love and his lips on my skin. Gorgio is my lifeline, I know I can’t stay away from him for long.

I go back into the room and lie down on the bed. The mind link is now completely out of action, so I concentrate on our bond. I take a deep breath and let my energy flow through it. Gorgio must be working in his office right now. And then I feel him absorb the energy and send a larger amount back to me.

Era jumps up; she can sense Xander, her wolf mate, very well now. Her eyes sparkle and she howls in my mind with happiness. She obviously feels better and stronger already. I feel well too now. Gorgio makes sure we stay strong until we are back in his arms.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Sleep must have overtaken me because when I wake up it is lunchtime. I get up and go out on the balcony again. I see that the weather is sunny and the beach is crowded with visitors. Just what I need, to get lost in the crowd and be myself.

In the hotel shop, I bought a bikini with a matching cover, sunglasses, a hat and a pair of beach sandals. When I am ready, I cross the street on my way to the beach. Children are running after balls, men are sitting together with drinks, chatting, while women are sunbathing bare-breasted. No one notices anyone else, everyone is doing their thing.

With a big smile on my face, I walk over to an empty sunbed and table, place my things there and lie down in the bare sun. Luckily I don’t need any sunscreen, my skin can withstand this lukewarm sun thanks to my werewolf genes. A few vendors come by and I buy some cold drinks and snacks.

Through my sunglasses, I watch the humans, a free race that doesn’t have to worry about mates or Alphas. They treat each other as equals and touch each other freely, whether they are in a relationship or not. With us werewolves, once mated, it is impossible to sit on another wolf’s body. Mates are jealous and see any physical contact as a threat. They cannot be far away from each other, so they have a mark to keep other wolves at bay.

As if by itself, my hand goes to my mark. It tingled pleasurably and I felt a throbbing at my triangle. A bile formed in my throat, which I quickly swallowed. To cool down a bit, I decided to take a dip in the sea. Suddenly the weather changed, the sun disappeared and the clouds darkened. Many visitors hurriedly packed up and left the beach.

I left the water and went to my lounger. Guess I will have to spend the rest of the day in the hotel. I grab my gear and walk toward a group of rocks. And that is where I see her standing.

On the highest rock, a woman stares out at the raging waves. As I get closer and use my were-sight, I see tears streaming from her eyes. Oooh God, she doesn’t want to end her life, does she?

Without a second thought, I climb up onto the rock where she stands. The wind was blowing her blonde hair out of her face. Standing about two meters behind her, I see that she is trembling.

“This is not the right solution. Problems should never bring you down because then you play right into the hands of those who delivered them,” I whisper to her. “Whatever is going on, you have to act bigger than it, you can master it.”

There is silence for a moment before she answers.

“But I’m not as strong as most people. Someone always has to take care of me, first my parents and then him. And now he has someone else, he has replaced me”. The misery in her voice is terrible to hear. She seems to have already given up on life.

“In this life, we need weak and strong people. The strong need to take care of the weak. That is the balance. If he doesn’t want to take care of you anymore, there is always someone else who is eager to take over from him. Your life is not over because he does not honor his commitments,” I whisper. “I challenge you to prove me wrong.”

Her shoulders straighten. “Why interfere with me? You don’t even know me. My death won’t affect you in any way, you can go on living”.

“Well, I think you just made a friend. Friends take care of each other. I too am weak and need my mate to take care of me. But I left him anyway,” I tell her. “And he is looking for me because he loves me. Maybe someone loves you too, but here you are, running away, planning to do something irreversible, when so much more love is waiting for you.”

And then she turns to me. “Do you really think so? Would anyone love me after all?” she asks quietly, but full of hope.

I smile and reach out to her…