Sitting at the entrance of a field nestled within the woods, Emily smiled with contentment as she gazed up at the dark blue sky that enveloped her pack. Her eyes sparkled like crystals beneath the vast expanse, mirroring the hue of the sky above. She blinked her blue eyes, feeling the gentle caress of the fresh air as it danced through her hair. Taking a deep breath, she pushed back the branches of the woods and decided to relax on the soft carpet of grass beneath her.
Laying down, she crossed her arms behind her head, using them as a cushion. Not long after, she noticed the moon beginning to rise, its luminous glow making its grand entrance. This was the full moon that every werewolf had been eagerly anticipating for weeks. A wide grin spread across her face, revealing her thirty-two gleaming teeth as joy coursed through her veins.
Suddenly, she felt a shadow fall over her, but instead of fear, a sense of calm washed over her. The air was filled with a soft, soothing scent of fresh lemons that wafted into her nostrils, further relaxing her nerves. Curiosity piqued, she lifted her head to see who had approached her, and to her surprise, a strikingly handsome man stood above her.
He exuded an aura of strength and power that left her momentarily frozen in shock. Emily tried to shake off the trance that had enveloped her, and after a moment, she stood up to face him. He remained silent, his presence commanding yet inviting.
"What a beautiful moment to behold an angel sent by the moon goddess to make this day spectacular," he said, his voice smooth and seductive. Emily felt a blush creep onto her cheeks as she smiled back at him. His deep brown eyes locked onto her blue ones, and he gently blew a soft breath across her forehead, brushing aside the strands of hair that had fallen into his view.
"I…" she began, but he placed a finger gently across her lips, silencing her. Before she could process what was happening, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. Shock coursed through her, and she felt an instinctive urge to pull away, but instead, a wave of warmth enveloped her, suppressing any anger she might have felt. Who was this man? What was he doing to her?
As their gazes locked, an undeniable connection sparked between them, and in that moment, they both realized they were mates. Just as quickly as the kiss had begun, he pulled away, and Emily felt a sudden emptiness as he started to turn away. Panic surged within her, and she instinctively grasped his arm, feeling as though she would lose her breath if she let go. It was as if he was her lifeline, and she didn't care where he came from; she simply wanted him.
He sensed the longing in her eyes and, without hesitation, pulled her back into his embrace, capturing her lips once more. They kissed passionately under the bright full moon, the world around them fading away. Soon, he lifted her effortlessly and began to run, carrying her away from the field. Emily couldn't believe what was happening, but a sense of trust blossomed between them as they raced into the night.
As they ran, she caught sight of a car parked not too far away. Confusion washed over her, had she seen that car before? The thought sent a strange headache through her mind, but just then, she felt his warm palm on her head, grounding her. He helped her into the car, and they continued to kiss, lost in each other's presence until the vehicle came to a stop.
When Emily looked out the window, she was greeted by the sight of a grand building. It loomed before her, and she could sense it was a hotel. As they stepped out of the car, she felt a mix of excitement and uncertainty. Ethan, as he had introduced himself, took her hand and led her inside.
Once they reached a suite on the top floor, he shut the door behind them with a soft click. Emily looked up at him, her heart racing. "What is it?" he asked, a playful smile dancing on his lips. She couldn't help but smile back, feeling a rush of warmth.
Without warning, he playfully tossed her onto the bed, and she landed softly, feeling a wave of relaxation wash over her. They were at the highest point of the hotel, surrounded by privacy and the enchanting glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. Ethan gazed out at the night sky, the clouds darkening as stars twinkled above them, creating a magical atmosphere.
He turned his attention back to Emily, his eyes filled with admiration. "Can you at least tell me your name?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Ethan. And you?" he replied, his smile widening.
"Emily," she giggled, feeling a flutter in her stomach. "Ethan, you are magical. You seem to have a strange control over me. I definitely won't regret this night."
"Emily, you are alluring, more charming than I had predicted. The moon goddess truly led me to you," he said, and her heart raced at his words. They locked lips again, the intensity of their connection growing stronger as he explored her body with gentle touches.
As the night unfolded, they found themselves wrapped in each other's arms beneath the duvet, their clothes forgotten in the heat of the moment. Emily had never experienced anything like it before; it felt as if they were two souls intertwined, lost in a world of their own.
When morning light began to filter through the curtains, Emily stirred awake, feeling both exhausted and refreshed. She placed a hand on her hair, caressing it as memories of the previous night flooded back. A smile crept onto her face as she recalled the magic they had shared.
However, as she looked around the unfamiliar room, reality began to set in. She wasn't in her usual space, and confusion washed over her. What had happened? How had she ended up here? She sat up slowly, her mind racing as she tried to piece together the events of the night before.