Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

As the sun began to set, I snuck out of my father’s castle, tent, yeah, but that was his castle equivalent. I made my way to the clearing where I had agreed to meet Alpha Ryan. My heart raced with anticipation and nervousness. The thought of being caught made my fur stand on end, but the idea of seeing him again filled me with excitement.

I had wandered outside my pack’s perimeter many nights but never met a boy. This was my first time.

I saw him standing at the edge of the clearing, his tall and muscular frame illuminated by the soft glow of the moon. His dark hair was tousled by the wind, and his piercing blue eyes were fixed on me as I approached him. I could feel his gaze tracing every inch of my body, making my skin tingle.

We had started off on a wrong foot but I had to admit, he was not bad at all.

We stood in silence for a moment, taking each other in. It was hard to believe that only a few days ago we had been sworn enemies, him the Alpha of the infamous pack and me the princess of the ancient werewolves. But now, as we stood face to face, it was as if none of that mattered.

“I’m sorry about what happened to your father,” he said, breaking the silence. “I didn’t mean to cause any trouble.”

I shook my head. “It’s not your fault. My father can be… difficult.”

Ryan took a step closer to me, and I could feel the warmth of his body against mine. He reached out and brushed a lock of hair away from my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low and soothing.

I nodded, unable to find my voice. The proximity of his body was intoxicating, and I found myself drawn to him like a magnet. I could smell his earthy scent, a mix of pine and musk, and I wanted nothing more than to bury my nose in his chest and inhale deeply.

Ryan seemed to sense my thoughts and leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.

I closed my eyes and let out a soft sigh, my body melting into his embrace. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, lost in each other’s arms.

“Sherizad, I need to go. We will meet again, tomorrow. Don’t you remember? ”

He tried to pull me away.

He tried , that is, but he failed.

I clung onto him like a leech.

” What if he likes me? What if my father agrees to marry us off? ”

I was talking about my future fiance, Alpha Tristan.

My father had arranged for a grand Alpha meet up. Tristan being its president.

I never cared about my marriage.

I never cared about Tristan.

But Ryan’s presence made all the difference.

I started seeing my marriage and Tristan in different lights.

They were threats at the moment.

They were shackles.

I had no idea what it was that we had.

Me and Ryan.

He said we were just friends.

I agreed to the terms and conditions as well.

But friends don’t keep thinking about each other all day.

Friends don’t keep eagerly waiting for one meet, one glance.

I knew we were more than friends from the moment he was talking with my father with his Alpha air and I was watching him from the secret passage upstairs.

I had always been terrified of my father.

And so was everybody else around me .

He had been the first one to stand up in front of him.

He was the first one to openly convince him about my bravery and my fighting skills.

That night after we came back from the woods, rather after he brought me back, my father had been furious with me and he had been very critical of my actions.

Not that he wasn’t critical before, but that night’s incident intensified his acts.

His behavior towards Ryan had been very rude and out of place.

Ryan however, never lost his own composure.

That was then.

Time flew after that.

We had no clue how and when we became so close. How we became indispensable for each other.

The owl hooting in the background suddenly became too loud. Or was it our silence that grew louder.

” They aren’t coming to discuss your marriage Sherizad. We are gathering to discuss the problem with those gray wolves.

They were definitely the ones behind that assault on us the other day but their Alpha has been repeatedly denying any such thing.

Your father called you in the gathering because you too were a witness apart from myself.

There is no marriage in this equation Sherizad. It’s purely political. ”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

His voice was calm and in control and he slowly let me go.

I wanted to pull him back, but I knew that would be improper. Out of place.

As he said, we were just friends.

Perhaps good friends. Perhaps very good ones.

But that was it.

He understood me and we built a connection.

I could not possibly pressure him with any other commitment.

Not that I wanted one.

I had always been that badass b*who competed with men.

I liked running with them and kicking their a*s.

With Ryan, however, my personality changed.

I was totally different.

It would be proper to say that he made me feel more like a lady, more like a girl.

All too soon, we knew we had to part. We said our goodbyes, and I watched as Ryan disappeared into the darkness, leaving me with a heart full of longing and a sense of forbidden pleasure. As I made my way back to the pack border, I couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for us. But for now, all that mattered was the memory of his touch and the promise of another secret rendezvous.