Tale Of A Cursed Alpha

Indrik’s Pov

Watching Luna tower over me, the only thing left for her to produce to cement her angry state, a line of smoke, I couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement. Hey, don’t look at me like that. I had been so mortified at having to clean her up that seeing her so fired up by it made my earlier misgivings feel… What was the word now? Ridiculous. Yeah, that was it. But, hey! I had been unconscious several times too and not once had I acted up when I awakened. This was unfair, I wanted to say but the word was killed in my mouth as she barreled toward me.

Now, Luna wasn’t very burly. She had a hourglass shape replete with petite limbs. Not very intimidating by how intimidating goes but seeing her close in on me with a death to the sinner look on her face, I couldn’t help feeling a little out of my element as I got out of bed and stumbled over to the wall. She continued to close in on me and my lips curled as a thought crossed my mind. I relaxed on the wall as I propped myself on a leg.

“If you are going to strip me as payment then, please, let it be when I am unconscious. That would only be fair, right?” I muttered. That worked to stop her in her advance as she glowered, her lower lips trembling from the overload of emotions.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“You’re going to be unconscious alright.” She grimaced as she resumed her march, her face telling me that there was no way I was getting off this unscathed. Well, if I was going to be hurt either way, I might as well make the first move. I learned that much from my time around the wolves.

I started to move when I noticed that she was clenching something in her hands, no, two. I realized this too late as she raised her arm and sent a missile toward me. I should duck but the thought arrived too late as a grape fruit hit me smack in the face. I stood rooted in place, shell shocked as the liquid dripped from my face. She barely gave me time to recover as she sent the other one. She had a mean arm, I realized as the fruit arrived on the same spot. My forehead.

“That is for taking advantage of my unconsciousness.” She explained.

That snapped me out of my shock. She had started to turn around when I bounded toward her, knocking her to the bed. Her eyes grew wild as she struggled against me. Perhaps it was my wolf, or perhaps, it was just adrenaline but I managed to hold her down without much effort. Wolf! I raised my head in shock. I had always imagined the day my wolf was freed to be one that I would spend celebrating it in grand style, perhaps, a trip to the training camp to immediately start training, or an announcement on the top of the highest mountain in the pack or just a good sprint on barefoot through the woods but now that it finally happened, I found that I hadn’t really given it much thought.

Luna’s struggles brought me back to the present as I looked down at her and sniggered. “You are being an unfair master, you know! Throwing two good fruits at a student who did nothing other than help his unconscious master? That wasn’t very nice. Need I remind you of the many times that you have bathed me while I was unconscious? Did I ever once complain?”

“Get off me!” She growled, trying her best to get me off her but I had a mind of keeping her there for a while longer.

“Not until we discuss settlement. You broke my heart, you know? Punishing me for a crime I did not commit. How do you intend to right this wrong?” For the first time, I noticed that her arms had gone slack under me and in the place of the scathing look, a look so fragile, I didn’t know what to make of it. For the first time, I realized just how close we were right now. Her upper back was pinned to the side of the bed, her legs curled underneath her on the floor. I on the other hand was stooped over her, taking care to not move too close to any part of her body except her arms which I was keeping pinned under me to avoid very painful lessons. Sometime during our exchange, her sheet protection had fallen off. I tried not to look to avoid getting introduced to another fruit throwing episode.

I focused all my attention on her face instead. A drop of the residue left by the grape fruit had found a way from my forehead to her upper lip, part of it slipping in to her slightly parted lips. Seeing her up close for the second time, this time with her turquoise eyes boring holes into mine, I was again reminded of just how beautiful she was. I barely noticed as my head started to dip lower and lower. Her expression was still frozen somewhere between anger and (was that mesmerization?) but she didn’t try to stop me. With our lips just a few inches apart, I got a vision of a very painful lip bite and withdrew.

“I guess a master has the right to punish her student.” I muttered just before I pulled away fully, making my way over to the window. I needed some fresh air.

“Ouch!” She muttered behind me. I turned to see her wincing painfully as she rose to her feet. I cursed inwardly. I had totally forgotten about her wounds.

“Are you okay?” I asked worriedly.

“I should go get dinner. It is getting late.” She muttered and disappeared before I could say jack.

I inhaled heavily as I replayed the events of the past few minutes. “What just happened?”