Alora’S POV.
The full moon period.
It comes once every three months and lasts three days, after which she-wolves can mate and conceive.
Mine just came and I don’t know how I’m going to look Alpha Jayce in the face for the next three days.
I’m shy.
Extremely shy.
I’m bleeding. In pain. And my hormones are all over the place. I’ve had nothing to eat all day today because I lost my appetite. I’m hungry, but nothing tastes or smells nice and I feel like if I force it, I’m going to throw up.
I hate periods!
All day, I’ve been wondering how Alpha Jayce would react once he finds out I’m on my full moon period.
Will he be disgusted? Avoid me. Tell me to stay away from him till it’s over?
Or will he be nice and try to help me get through this tough moment of my life.
Yes! It’s a tough moment.
I’m not overreacting.
A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. Soon, it opens and one of the servants who had been assigned to me walks in. I had told her to let me know the moment Alpha Jayce comes and I wonder if that’s what she’s here to tell me.
“Luna Alora, Alpha Jayce is home.”
Shit!
Shit shit shit!
I hastily jump down from the bed.
“Thank you. You can leave now.” She bows and exits the bedroom. The moment the door closes behind her, I rush over to it and turn the doorknob, locking it completely.
If Alpha Jayce is going to be disgusted about the fact that I’m on my period, I don’t want him to scold me for letting him be in the same room as me in the first place.
Oh God, I hope he’s nice to me. I can really use all the petting in the world right now.
I evaporate when I hear a knock on the door. His familiar scent fills my nostrils and I make a small prayer in my heart to the moon goddess as I Gently turn the doorknob and open the door, but not fully. I peek my head outside to look at him.
“Welcome home.” I greet him with a tight smile. He chuckles.
“Thank you. Why are you peeking out of the door with just your head? Is everything alright?”
“Uh… yes… no. I mean… not really.” Now I’m whispering. Confusion is written all over his face. I’m setting him on the edge. I can see it.
“Babe. What’s wrong?” He talks a step closer. I shut the door closer.
“You can’t come in.”
“Why not?”
“Because… because… something is happening to me and I don’t think you’d like to be with me if you know what it is.” I lick my lips. The confusion on his face grows.
He’s frustrated.
“Now I’m getting worked up. What’s happening to you? Are you alright?”
“No… not for the next three days.”
“Baby…” He tries to hold the door, but I stretch my hand forward, stopping him
“No… you can’t.”
“What do you mean I can’t? Why can’t I come close to you?”
“Because I’m bleeding?” The bag in his hand drops to the floor and he opens the door at a speed I cannot comprehend. The next thing I know, I’m in his arms and he’s scouting my body for possible wounds that could be causing the bleeding I’m talking about.
Dude. Seriously?
“Did you fall? Where’s the wound?” He’s still looking all over body as he asks those questions.
“It would be on my vagina.” He freezes and looks at my face. I flash him a tight smile.
“Stop playing.”
“I’m not playing. I’m bleeding doesn’t mean I have a wound. I’m having my full moon period.” I blurt out before my brain can even tell my mouth to stop talking. The room goes dead silent. I stay rock solid in his hold, waiting for him to drop his arms from my body like I have a contagious illness, and walk out or shove me out of the bedroom, but none of that happens.
His hands are still on my arms and the horrified look on his face has turned into something else I cannot explain.
“Oh…” He breaks the silence and steps away from me.
That’s it.
He’s leaving.
My poor heart.
“Oh…” He exclaims yet again and I start nodding. I am covered with shame and embarrassment. I feel like he can actually see me bleeding. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me right now.
“Yeah.” My eyes dart to my fingers as I play with them. “That’s why I was preventing you from coming in because I had no idea how you feel about it?”
“What do you mean by that?” He asks softly. So softly, I am ceratined I imagined that he spoke. I only realize it’s not an illusion when he steps closer to me again and lifts my chin up with his index finger so I can look at his face, but I shut my eyes close. A low rumble escapes his chest.
He just laughed.
“Look at me. Now. That’s an order.” I obey. He’s smiling at me. “Are you shy?”
I swear I want to die right now?
I try to look down but his finger keeps my head up, looking right at his face.
“You’re still shy to say things to me after everything we’ve done?” I have given up on fighting with him, so I nod my head. “Oh baby.” He wraps his arms around me and gently kisses my hair. “You should’ve told me earlier so I would’ve gotten you some really cool things before coming home.” I back away from his hold and look at his face.
“You’re not disgusted?”
“What’s there for me to be disgusted about?”
“I’m bleeding.”
“So what?” My brows creased in awe.
Oh.
I really did get it all wrong.
“Come here honey.” He leads me to the bed and we both perch on it. “My mother taught me better.” He kisses my hands. I smile for the first time. My facial muscles are surprised. I am surprised by what I’m hearing.
“I… I… honestly wasn’t expecting you to react this way. I thought you’d avoid me.”
“I would never do that. We’ll go through this together. I promise.”
“Thank you.” Tears sting in my eyes but I blink hard to prevent them from spilling down. This is not something for me to cry about.
“Alora, you do know what this means, right?” I squint at him because I’m confused. He shifts closer to me. There’s a serious look on his face that I don’t like. “After your period, you’ll go through a heat period and if …” he stops and clears his throat. “If we mate… you can… you can, you know…”
“Conceive.” I finished the sentence for him. He quietly nods his head. “I thought of that too.”
“If you’re ready, we can mate during your heat so you conceive, but if you’re not, it’s totally fine! I’ll wait for…”
“I’m ready.” I cut him off. His eyes widen with surprise. “Yes. I’m ready. We can mate during my heat period so I can conceive. There’s no need to wait. I want us to start having our pups already.” The level at which my courage is growing these days is alarming.
I can’t believe I just openly said that!
“Goodness! Alora, you surprise me everyday. You just… you…” He stutters. “Come here.” He pulls me in his arms and I comfortably settle in his warm hold. He kisses my forehead and whispers: “I can’t wait to get you pregnant.”
Those words send tingles from my head to my toes!