Mated To Luna novel Chapter 1

Deluna Hansen.

"It's nice to have you here, alpha Hansen." But I can barely mistake the hatred in his voice as love and the contemptuous smile on his face as a good one. A plan for tonight? Oh yeah, it's full moon tonight.

" And you make me wonder, why the hell would you organize such an important party during full moon?" But I don't wait for him to reply. I cover up my scorn for him and put on a smile. "See you around, Caleb." I challenge him to a raging fight by calling him directly with his first name to see his reaction. I smirk when I see his eyes almost glowing. I like this, always loved it.

"Don't spoil the party, Caleb." I wink at him and move back. I turn my still weak self around and trudge to the bar.

"Valpolicella, please." I give my order as I slip into a bar stool.

"Italian?" The red haired bartender tries to start a conversation and being aware of the fact that Caleb is still around watching me with some other enemies, I pick it up.

"Half caste." I answer as he takes out a bottle of the wine and a wine glass. He helps to tear its tab and pours some for me. "You're pretty." He complements and I smile. I've always been pretty but I keep my ego down. This is a human, not some fucking werewolf or vampire.

"Thanks." I tell him and take the glass as he turns his attention to another customer. I lift the glass to my mouth and gulp the whole content down. I plop the glass on the bar and glance around the party. It's booming and filled, obviously not just with human, but also with immortals. Vampires. Werewolves. Hybrids. Alphas. And a few witches. What a party! And looking around, I can tell the fact that I ain't the hottest here. Would've enjoyed being but with vampires and witches and humans too. And damn, the party's filled with illegitimate acts making me wonder if Zia is safe.

A twinge of feeling hits me and I feel my wolf suddenly awaking, fighting against the wolfsbane effect. Excitement. Anxiety. Not because it's full moon, but because of something. That feeling strikes me again making me look around. That feeling only means one thing: my mate is here, right in the fucking party! I turn around and my eyes catch his gaze on me. Black orbs, full brows, dark hair, pierced ears, tattooed arm, cute moustache and stubble. Mate, my human mate! The hell, why would I be mated to a human?! Damnit, and a hot one. My wolf starts to spur me to grab him and kiss him already but I don't. I hate this moment... I, the most respected female alpha getting mated to one weak human. Not even a fucking beta... What's that?

I snap my eyes away from him and fighting against my wolf, I turn around and grab my bottle of wine. No doubt, I am feeding myself with alcohol 'til I get wasted tonight. But do werewolves ever get wasted? And an alpha? That'll surely be my question to answer.

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The first thing that greets me when I open my eyes is the bright morning sun rays and that feeling of having an hangover. Being tired! Alcohol is a poison and hangover is a disease. Werewolves are immune to poison, not so immune to disease so that means my wolf will only start the healing process now that I'm awake.

"Well," I begin and stop, a smirk playing on my lips as I stride to him, slowly, swaying my hips in the oversized gown. I'm going to teach him a bitter lesson that'll leave him shivering for days, with my words. I hate the fact that I'm being mated to a human, but killing my mate would only bring disarray to my reputation. I stop when I reach him and I lay my hands on his perfect, naked abs. Perfect? Even more than perfect, hot!

"You don't know me, darling."I say, looking up and trying to intimidate him with my stare while I turn my fingers to claws. Just a bruise won't hurt, will it?

"Not human. Werewolf. Alpha of Crystal Promise pack. Deluna Hansen. 23, and powerful." He says and even before I can pierce my nails into his skin, he captures them in a hand. Wait... How does he knows all that?! He's human, I can't be wrong.

"And," he stops and wraps his other arm around me, with his forehead leaning down against mine, he whispers, "You're my mate. Mine."

The alpha spirit in me is weak and the part of my wolf that wants to kiss my mate badly starts to take over. I want to push him away and tell him I would never be mated to a weak human but due to his closeness, I'm too unstable to even control myself.

"Mine alone." He says and brings his face even more closer, letting his nose brush against mine.