Alpha's Blind Luna



I sat in the back of a taxi headed back to the hotel. The last thing on my to-do list was adding another 5 days to our stay. I worried Hector's heat may be worse than mine or even Ezekiel's. It had been a struggle to keep my power reigned in. It felt unruly and wild. But I did itch to see how much more power I had compared to before. There wouldn't really be time to test it now. For now, I just needed to focus on Hector and maybe getting reconnected to the world.

The taxi stopped in front of the hotel. I grabbed my bags full of food, herbs, two laptops, and a few other necessities. Walking in, the receptionist was about to come around to grab the elevator when I stopped her. It was a quick an easy process to add another few days onto the stay and then she helped me into the elevator. As I was headed up, the door opened and the entire floor was dark. Setting the bags on the counter, I narrowed my eyes and looked around but I couldn't see anything.

Walking into the bedroom, I saw Hector sitting with his back against the bed. Coming around, I squatted down in front of him but his eyes were closed.

"Hector?"

He didn't answer, only put his head in his knees. Putting my hand on his forehead, it was burning up. Sighing, I quickly removed my shirt and I pulled his head to my chest. His arms wrapped around me, sending a shiver down his spin.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it would start this early. We need to get you up into the bath. Can you make it?"

Hector shook his head.

"Alright. I'm gonna help you up."

Weaving my arms under his, I grunted as I hefted him up. I could tell he was trying to help walk but sometimes a wave would come over and his legs would crumble. We made it to the bathroom after a few minutes and I leaned him against the sink. Quickly, I turned and put the cold water on while I undressed him.

"I thought I knew what pain felt like. I thought I knew..." Hector squeezed his eyes shut.

Chuckling, I shook my head. "It's not as a bad a giving birth. Trust me. You'll be okay."

"Fuck."

Helping him step into the bath, he sunk down in the cool water and I could almost see the steam from his body. Kissing him on the head, I ran back into the kitchen and grabbed the herbs that I got. It wasn't everything that we usually had but it would have to do. Wrapping it up in some cloth, I soaked it in hot water first before coming back into the bathroom and setting it into the bath. Undressing, I climbed into the bath with him. Immediately, my back was against his chest and his arms were wrapped around me. Hector's head fell to the crook of my neck.

"This feels better."

I smiled. "I'm not going anywhere. I promise. We will get you through this."

A wave hit him and he squeezed me tight, his legs closing around me. Part of me was glad I wasn't going through this for a second time. But I wanted to take the pain away from Hector as well. It was the last thing I wanted him to go through. I didn't know if the pain was worse because of my power and I severely hoped not.

"Do you remember when it started?"

He shook his head against me.

"It's okay. The pain will be over soon. You'll get a little reprieve before the actual heat kicks in."

"You don't...I mean..."

I growled and turned to look at him. "Don't you dare, Hector. You're my mate. I'm not going to just abandon you. What the hell?"

He sighed and his body slumped against mine. There was no fight left in him, not with how much pain he was in. I knew there wouldn't be any fight while he was going through the rest of the heat but I worried. Hector still didn't think of us as real mates and it hurt. It hurt but there was only so much I could do. Whatever happened moving forward, I would need to just take in stride.

"Do you remember the first day we met?" I leaned my head against him.

"Which one? The first or the second?"

I chuckled. "The first."novelbin

"You mean when you made all three of us nearly pee our pants? I remember watching you, this epitome of power and yet still a complete mystery." He stopped, a wave of pain hitting him.

"I honestly couldn't believe that any werewolves would be dumb enough to try and get in the middle of one of my operations. But there you three were. Trying to steal documents from the office we were planning on burning to the ground."

Hector's chest rumbled. "We weren't planning on getting caught. We didn't take into consideration..."

"My heightened hearing? Obviously." I paused and smiled at the memory. "You three ended up strapped to some chairs while Oscar was trying to get information out of you. I think it was the first time in a while that I actually had Kai come forward during an operation. I needed to see the three idiot wolves."

Shaking his head, he sighed. "I remember staring at you, taking in all your bad-ass-ery. I figured you already had a mate, considering you looked at least as old as I was."

"Wishful thinking. I had just turned sixteen I think."

Hector snorted. "Yeah, let's not go there. Still though, I felt a draw to you. I knew it wasn't a mate bond but still...it was there."

"You could almost say the goddess knew we would end up together in the end. Setting us up at second chance mates."

"Those don't exist, Auri." His voice was barely above a whisper.

I brushed my hand over his cheek, letting the sparks fly between us. "Why not? Why can't they? Why can't we? Is that really so hard to believe?"

He was quiet and I knew he was still struggling. Turning around, I put my hands on his face and forced him to look at me.

"Hector, I love you. I always have. You are mine as I am yours. Stop thinking about the way it happened. Please, I'm begging you."

His eyes searched mine for a while but then I kissed him. Our lips moving together as his hands held my waist, our bodies meshed together. Hector was so gentle and I knew it hadn't worked. My plea would only reach Rydere but not Hector. I wanted to growl in frustration but when we broke, he leaned his forehead against mine.

"I'm sorry, Auri. I'm so sorry."

I leaned back to look him in the eyes, to try and search what he was saying sorry for. His eyes turned dark though and his grip slid down to my ass, tightening. My mind started to race. It was unheard of to go straight into the heat from the pain but between his eyes and the raging hard-on he had, somehow he had skipped over the reprieve. Taking a deep breath, I took in his pheromones and growled. His lips captured mine and he pulled me tight, his fingers digging into my skin.

"To bed, Hector. Please. I need you."

Almost robotically, he stood up and carried me to the bedroom. We were both soaking still from the tub but it didn't matter. Nothing matter than his hands all over my body, our bodies meshed together, and not a single breath wasted. His lips only left mine to kiss breasts, bite my collar, or just taste my skin. The ecstasy overwrote everything and I sank into the fever of his pleasure and heat.

I sat, curled up in the patio chair, looking out over Beijing. Shaking off the ash from my cigarette, I took another puff, letting out the smoke. I was glad I put more days down on the suite. It had been much longer than mine and Ezekiel's. Now, Hector had been asleep for a day. I'd hope it was over now, my body couldn't really take much more. I hadn't been this sore since I first started training with Papa.

Letting out some smoke, I sighed. I would need to get back into contact with everyone. I couldn't image how pissed Vale would be and then there was Bryan. Shit, Bryan was the one I didn't want to face. After he lost Denise, I pulled him in close to let him lean on me. Him and Lucy both but abandoning him like that, he must be beyond livid. Taking a large drag, I sighed. Ezekiel probably has blamed himself all this time, Jax and Danger too. At the very least, I was going to get one of Pipsqueak's famous sermons.

I shook out the ash again and looked over at the far end of the patio. "You know, it's creepier the longer you stay there."

A few seconds passed before the presence I had been feeling morphed into a full body. He wasn't smiling as usual but I expected that.

"Auri."

"King Uriel."

I took out a cigarette and held it out to him. He chuckled hollowly before taking it. It seemed to light itself but fey magic ran deep in his veins. It almost was funny seeing him use such a small amount of magic for something trivial. He leaned over the balcony while I lit another cigarette for myself.

"She's gone, isn't she?"

Leaning my head back against the chair, I looked up at the clear sky. "Yes. She had fire. Also wouldn't stop talking. Even when I couldn't reply back." He chuckled. "Yes, if given the chance she would talk you into a grave. Is there a reason I feel her through you though?"

"Her eyes. They used her eyes to give me sight."

Uriel turned and looked at me. The sadness and loneliness apparent. He knew his mate was dead, he probably was just following the slight trace of her magic, a magic that now was within me.

"That explains a lot. But also brings more questions."

I chuckled. "You and me both. I knew Oran was crazy but what he said, it doesn't make sense. Finishing Micah's work, as though I'm going to be useful to him in the future. All because of the torture they did. It doesn't make sense. I get what he's saying, I've often thought I'm literally a product of my torture but..." I took a drag of my cigarette. "...I don't see where this ends up good for him."

“Vampires, like us, think the long term. Something that can be hard for your kind to grasp. When I make a decision for my people, it's never for something that's going to affect one or even ten years down the line. It can be hundreds." Uriel turned back to look out over the balcony.

"I'm going to destroy him. He shouldn't still be alive anyways. I'm going to destroy everything in my wake." I growled out, grinding my teeth together. Uriel let out a puff of smoke. "What about him? He's your new mate right?"

"It's creepy that you've been watching long enough to call that out." I looked over my shoulder to Hector who was sleeping soundly on the bed, wrapped up in the sheets. "He's going to leave. I wouldn't be surprised if the next time I went to bed, I wake up alone.”

"What do you mean? He's your mate isn't he?"

I nodded. “He is. He's a good wolf and an even better friend. What happened, him marking me in that place, it's against everything in him. I know he loves me. I love him. We always have. Hector will need time to come to grips with that he's done. To understand that is doesn't matter how it happened, that it was supposed to. One day..." My voice trialed off.

Uriel walked over to me and sat down on the foot rest of the chair I was sitting in. He put his hand on my leg. "Are you okay with that?"

"I have no choice, Uriel. He will leave and I won't force him to stay when all he sees when he looks at me is forcing his mark on me. I'll miss him but we've been separated before. It won't be forever. That I do know. In the mean time, I can ensure that he won't get hurt in my destructive path." I

smiled.

"Let me help. I want the bastard who killed my mate to die."

Shaking my head, I smiled at Uriel. "You have a race to be king over."

"I've got a council who can take over. Plus, I can go missing for ten years and no one would blink an eye."

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head. "I'm going to have to get used to that."

Uriel leaned forward and cupped my cheek. His thumb brushed under my eyes. "They aren't her color anymore.”

"No, according to Hector, these are the same color eyes as Vale has. So I'm assuming it's my own. I don't really know though. Even when I had Kai, her eyes replaced mine. So what I do remember, it's always gold."

He leaned back and nodded absently. "I'll find you once I set up the council. Together, we will burn Oran to the ground."

I smiled and nodded. A single blink and he was gone. It wouldn't be bad teaming up with him. One, I knew he was powerful enough to hold his own and then he could help teach me to control my own power. Putting out my current cigarette, I walked back into the room. Sitting on the bed, I ran my fingers through Hector's hair. Somehow it was always so soft. As much as the beard was an interesting change, I much preferred him clean shaven. A smile crept over my face.

Hector was really someone I could be with forever. I'd have to be patient. Let him go for a while. Let both his heart and the mate bond take over. Let Rydere bug him enough to come back to me. Until then, I'd keep my contact with everyone at a minimal. If I was about to step back into the Huntress, or maybe as Astra, and leave a ridiculous trail of destruction. At least, until I got my hands on Oran and made him suffer before I ended his miserable life. Then I'd get my hands on Logan and kick his ass.

Curling up next to Hector, his body move to pull me closer, his head tucked into my neck. Closing my eyes, I savored the moment, the feel of his touch. Sleep took over and I didn't fight it.

My eyes opened as the sun streamed through the doors to the balcony. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Sighing, I swung my legs out of bed and jumped into the shower. It was quiet as I enjoyed the warm water. Walking into the kitchen, I pulled out the laptop I had purchased over a week ago. I booted it up and started to set it up.

I looked back at the empty bed. The suite suddenly felt too large for just me. Hector had taken his clothes, the laptop I got him, everything but razor

kit that was still in the bathroom. Part of me was hoping he would say goodbye but I knew he wouldn't. Taking a deep breath, I cracked my neck and rolled my shoulders. We weren't kids anymore and I would see him again.

The screen finally booted to the main page and I brought up the video chat program I used. Logging in, I called Pipsqueak.

"You fucking cunt."

I chuckled. "Is that how you want to start your lecture?"

Her eyes widened and she leaned into the computer screen, her pixie face taking up the entire view of the camera. "You can talk?"

"Talk, see, and kick ass. There is a lot to go through and not a lot of time. Uriel and I are going to burn the world down. I need your help."

"Uriel? As in, King Uriel? What the hell happened?"

I looked out the window at Beijing. "Buckle up, bitch. It's a hell of a story."