Alpha's Human Luna

But I won't wake him awake with a kiss since I never get up before him. David usually wakes up before me.

His massive arm slams into my hips and coils around my waist, squeezing me against his body.

I shut my eyes and relaxed my body, preparing for one more nap before getting up.

In my ear, David murmurs, "You're in a very hazardous situation."

"Holy sh*t," I exhale. "I assumed you slept."

He wraps both arms around my waist and squeezes my body.

I rub my butt against his abdomen, ideally his crotch. David grunts and holds my hips in a death grip. " His warm breath spreads over my skin, producing shivers.

I stop tormenting David and smile knowingly. David kisses my neck and smells my hair. I am shivering against mine.

David stretches, producing an irresistible image right before my eyes. Muscles tensing and relaxing,. David smirks panty-melting grins and winks at me as I turn away from his body. I touch his naked stomach. His abs are warm and firm, and the way they feel makes me shudder.

My hands tangle in his hair, that my hips shove against his for some contact, and that our lips move together in an exquisite dance we will perfect for the rest of our lives.

After breakfast, David and I must return to the packhouse with our things.

Dad warmed up to David) and Mom took him in and bybyed him. It was annoyance to David.

In the living room, we saw baby and childhood photographs and watched family films. Seeing all the images and videos was humiliating. For one thing, I was not as stunning as Neme.

"When will you come back next time?" Mom says.

I looked at David, but he didn't even look at me, so I had to respond. I squirm in my seat, my hands folded.

"I dunno; it depends on the situation."

"Call and tell us how you're doing in the mountains, honey?"

"Knowing how you're doing would ease some of our anxieties," Dad adds, nodding.

I feel guilty since I don't know whether I can contact my parents. My connection with David is less strained and tense now that we're more familiar. Now we dispute but speak about it. I'm aware of my surroundings. I'm no longer clueless. "Will do, sir," David says.

"I know Susan misses you." David reaches beneath the table and gently squeezes my hand. My hand is scarcely squeezed, but my heart is. My heart is squeezed in a fearful grasp. The grip is powerful, yet it is also loving and compassionate. David and Neme, and I say our goodbyes to my parents.

Another hot automobile make-out session did not delay our return to the pack home. In truth, I was heartbroken because I had to leave my parents.

Training should be underway when we get at the pack home, and Jessica should be preparing lunch. When the SUV is stopped in front of the mansion, the pack members smile, wave, and are incredibly friendly. David's blue eyes widen as he scans the small crowd for Hunter.

I grab his hand to stop him from leaving and insulting the members. "Smile." I hiss quietly for David's ears.

David pauses and exhales. Members crowd around us, asking about our journey. They're all really kind. I never envisioned the members welcoming our arrival and asking what we did.

I'm asking a little girl whether she's at school when she stops me, furrowing her brows and asks, "Did Alpha David mark you, Luna?"

Her mother screams and grabs her daughter. The mother flushes violently and laughs angrily. When I attempt to meet their gazes, the other ladies all look away.

Hunter tagged Neme and left a thin, pinkish bite mark on her neck, and when David kisses this one location, he constantly mumbles that's where I'll be marked.

I attempt to dismiss the child's query. "No, David didn't mark me, sweetheart. I'll prove it." Leaning forward, I demonstrate that my neck is unbitten to the youngster and the women.

I clear my throat, but the awkwardness remains as all the ladies closely watch me. So I halt and look over at David and the guys. Our gazes collide, and I know he heard everything between the ladies and me.

I swiftly exit the gathering, leaving everyone with guilt-ridden looks. I stroll inside the house without saying anything, ignoring David's burning glare on my back.

The temperature inside the home is quite different from the outside. I untie my snow-covered boots and proceed toward Jessica's kitchen. As I approach the kitchen, I see Jessica chopping some vegetables.