
Moonlight: The Love of the Alpha
karol alves · Ongoing · 87.8k Words
Introduction
Over time, Emilly realized that her connection with the wolf was not only physical but also spiritual and emotional. There was something deeper uniting them, something that transcended the differences between species and made them one.
This is a story with a deep and genuine connection between two souls that complete each other.
Chapter 1
9 years ago...
I watch my mother put on my shoes with a smile on her face, quite unlike me, since I'm not at all happy about going to see that boy again, I like Aunt Alice and Uncle Carlos, but I don't like their son Dylan at all, that boy makes me very nervous.
“Why do you look so upset, Emi?” my mother asks, picking me up.
“I don't like Dylan!” I puff out my cheeks and cross my arms.
“But you like playing with Pietro, why don't you play with Dylan too?”
“Pietro doesn't throw sand in my hair or on my face, he doesn't take my sweets and take advantage of my height not to give them back.”
“Don't forget that you kicked him in the leg last time, young lady, in fact, you always hit him. What he does is wrong, but you can't use violence against your friends!”
“He's not my friend, so I can hit him!”
“You're still going to get along, Emilly.”
“I doubt it, Mom!”
“It's about time, they must be waiting for us!”
“Where's Dad?”
“He's already there!”
She puts me down, takes my hand and we head towards our neighbor's house, where Dylan's annoying son lives.
I see Aunt Alice coming towards us with a smile on her face. Mom told me that Aunt Alice is her best friend, just like me and Iza.
“Hello princess, go to Dylan's room and play for a while, Pietro's there.” I look at my mom and she nods in confirmation.
I head for the stairs and start climbing step by step, my legs are small and that doesn't make the climb much easier. I reach the top of the stairs tiredly and go to Dylan's bedroom door, opening it without knocking.
“Didn't Auntie Ana teach you any manners, Emilly?” I hear Dylan's voice, but I don't care what he says, I look over and see Pietro on Dylan's bed.
“PIETRO!” I run towards Pietro and hug him, but I hear a strange sound behind me.
Is it a growl?
I look at Dylan and he looks like he wants to jump on me, his eyes are red and that scares me, this red color is different from the other wolves.
Mom says we can only change into our wolf form when we're sixteen, but our eye color can change and we can growl when we get angry.
I cower even closer to Pietro and hear Dylan growl once more.
“Stop it, Dylan, you're scaring her!” Pietro says, hugging me from behind.
“That's my intention, and let her go! Emilly, go and play outside!” I look at Dylan's eyes, which are still not back to normal, and get up from the bed.
I give Pietro another hug and shudder when I hear more growling behind me.
“What are you waiting for to get out of my room?” Dylan asks and I let go of Pietro.
“I didn't want to stay in your room or play with you, your presence bothers me.”
I leave the room and slam the door hard to show how annoyed I am with this boy. I walk down the stairs more easily and when I get to the living room I see Aunt Nanda serving my aunt and uncle and my parents.
“Honey, are you down yet?” Aunt Alice asks me.
“You're not going to tell me you two fought again!” my mother asks without letting me answer Aunt Alice.
“This time it wasn't me who started the fight, it's Dylan who's stupid and keeps growling at me, kicking me out of his room!” I cross my arms and sit on the sofa, swinging my legs in the air, unable to touch the floor.
“Did he growl at you?” now it's Uncle Carlos' turn to ask.
“Yes, he even turned his red eyes on me!”
“Emilly, I know you, what did you do to make him act like that to you?” my father asks.
“But this time I swear I didn't do anything. I just went into the bedroom and hugged Pietro, I didn't even tease him!”
“Ah, that explains it!” Aunt Alice starts laughing, leaving me confused.
“Aunt Alice, what do you mean?”
“Darling, let's go into the kitchen, I've baked a chocolate cake for you!” Hearing Aunt Nanda mention chocolate cake, I quickly get up from the sofa and approach her with a smile on my face.
I take her hand, excited to eat some cake and walk towards the huge kitchen of this house.
Current time...
I'm brutally awoken by the light flooding into my room and the blanket being pulled off my body, making me uncomfortable. Without even opening my eyes, I grab my pillow and hug it, wanting to go back to my deep sleep.
“You're kind of cute.
Oh no, that voice!”
As soon as I realize the owner of that voice, my body puts aside the rest of its laziness and in an involuntary act, I end up getting up quickly from the bed, feeling dizzy from the sudden movements and narrowly missing going straight to the floor, as his arms went around my waist, preventing me from falling.
“You're kind of cute.
Oh no, that voice!”
As soon as I realize the owner of that voice, my body puts aside the rest of its laziness and in an involuntary act, I end up getting up quickly from the bed, feeling dizzy from the sudden movements and narrowly missing going straight to the floor, as his arms went around my waist, preventing me from falling.
“Don't get up like that. If you were passed out, Uncle Pedro would kill me!”
“I was supposed to faint. Dylan, what are you doing in my room?” I said, getting away from him.
“I just came to do you the big favor of waking you up,” he replies and starts going through my things in my room, oblivious to my presence.
“To rephrase the question. What are you doing in my house?” I take his hand out of my makeup case.
“Since my father and mother are traveling to take care of some pack business, your mother said she'd look after me until they got back.”
“What? I think I'm still asleep and having a bad dream, that's what!”
“Relax, you're already getting too red, you'll explode soon! They'll be back the week of my birthday, I won't be staying that long!”
“Why don't you stay at home?”
“Aunt Nanda is taking care of some family business and won't be working these days. Since I can't cook to feed myself, I'll have to stay here for a few days.”
“Have you ever heard of eating out or the internet giving you information on how to cook something?”
“Yes, but your house is much better!” I roll my eyes.
“I can't believe I'm going to have to live in the same house as you for two weeks!” I grumble.
“Then you can believe it. Oh, don't forget we've got class, take your shower!” he says with a strange smile on his face and walks out of my bedroom door.
I can't stay in the same place with him for more than two minutes without fighting and now I'm going to have to spend two weeks with this ridiculous alpha.
Calm down, Emilly, it's getting close to time for him to finally change completely and find his mate, so you'll finally be at peace!
At least he's alpha and it won't take him long to find the person he's bonded to, I feel sorry for the poor thing. In my case, it's going to take a while for my soul mate to appear, I haven't even turned sixteen yet and I'm not even alpha, but I want to find him before I graduate.
I hope he'll be my Prince Charming, that he'll understand me like nobody else, that he'll love me just the way I am, that he won't be insufferable, and that he'll be able to put up with me.
The typical things everyone wants!
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