Luna On The Run!

Alpha Zane’s POV

“Clarita. The name suits you,” I tell her honestly. “Would you like to join us in the food court? I’m sure my friend’s done shopping. And definitely hungry, we’ve been here for a couple of hours.” She hesitates for a moment, but when I look at her pleadingly, she agrees with a smile.

“Okay, why not?”

We walk over to Mase and Amelia who are now sitting on the sofa chatting away.

“Shall we go to the food court? I’m starving.” They both nod and walk ahead of us, hands around each other. When we got there, I pulled out a chair for Clarita. A waitress rushes over to us, her stall is serving Italian.

We order and when the waitress leaves, I turn to my friends.

“Mase, Amelia, this is Clarita. I met her by chance in the clothes shop and persuaded her to come with us”. They greeted Clarita politely and asked her where she was from. They have realized by now that she is not a werewolf and they cannot expose us.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Miami. I met a friend who was on holiday. And since I was out of work, I came this way with her,” she answers. She is so confident, her scent is seductive. I resist the urge to press my face against her neck and inhale her scent. A rush of lust runs through me, I have never felt this way about a woman I have met for the first time. Except for my ex, of course.

I am really ready for a new girlfriend and Clarita is the first in line. I just hope she feels the same way I do. Mase and his mate turn to each other again.

“I’m here with my yacht. You said you don’t have a job, so you have a lot of spare time. Would you like to spend it with me on the boat?” I asked her. “Mase is no longer my company, as you can see.” We laugh and watch the couple for a while.

“I only just met you. How do I know if I can trust you? Here in the food court, we are among hundreds of people. But on your boat, I am completely at your mercy.” I think for a moment about how to convince her.

Then I take my wallet out of my pocket and hand her a business card for my company in Human Town. She takes it and reads.

“Impressive. Yes. I’ve heard of this company. My ex-husband did business with them for a while,” she replies. Ex-husband? Surprised, I look up.

“We broke up. That’s why I’m here with my girlfriend, licking my wounds. But I don’t think I’m going back to Miami”. For a moment, her voice sounds sad, but she quickly recovers. Whoever that bastard is, I will avenge this jewel.

“What is the name of his company? I do the contracts personally, so I must remember it”. She mentions the name, and she is right. My company severed all ties with the man because he was always looking for a cheaper way to deliver the work. In doing so, he has compromised the safety of his workers, once with fatal consequences.

But miraculously, he survived the financial hit.

The man is known to be a womanizer. There is even speculation about a love child, which he ignores.

“Were you married or just dating?” I ask her quietly. “Married. I still have to file the divorce papers. But it’s definitely over between us,” she replies vehemently. The pain of betrayal is still there.

“Do you have a lawyer? My company lawyer can help you with the settlement. At least if you really want a divorce,” I offer. She grabs my hand. “Would that be possible? Yes, I want to get out of this marriage as soon as possible. Then I can really start a new life”.

“Come to my yacht tomorrow morning. I will invite him here and then you can discuss the details. I’m sure Juan will take you through it without any problems”. She gripped my hand gratefully.

“Thank you, Zane. You don’t know how much this means to me. And I’ve only known you for an hour”. Grinning, I take her hand in mine. “Time is not important. Feelings, and moods determine how we face each other. And you feel well, your aura is fantastic”, I complimented her.

Our meal is served and I wait for her to start eating.

I notice that she has a good appetite, although not as big as us werewolves. Soon she is full. She sits back and strokes her flat stomach.

“Come with me to the yacht for a drink. And then I’ll bring you back here. My two friends will be there and we won’t sail out. I promise you will be safe.” I don’t want to let her go yet, I’m not ready to say goodbye. This woman is fascinating, for a human she exerts a great attraction on me.

“OK, I’ll take your word for it,” she finally accepts.

The four of us make our way to the rental car. Both women decide to leave their car and come back for it later. A few minutes later, we are at the yacht.

“Zane! This is a fabulous boat you’ve got here. It looks so modern,” exclaims the beauty next to me. She stares at the yacht in awe. It is only when I grab her hand and gently pull her along that she comes out of her daze. Once on the boat, Amelia and Mase disappear into his cabin. I take Clarita up to the deck where there is a minibar.

“What is it to you, babe?” She comes up beside me and points to the bottle of liqueur.

I pour a generous amount for her and take a whiskey for myself.

We both lie down on a deckchair overlooking the water. I hear her sigh contentedly as she takes a sip from her glass.

An hour later, I know a lot more about her.

How she had wanted to commit suicide when she caught her husband in the act with the secretary, but her friend had changed her mind in time. And how she had given her husband her inheritance to get over a huge financial debt.

I grit my teeth when I think of her husband. Never did I see Clarita next to him, always other women, expensive vamps who roamed the world of the elite.

This man’s last days in business are numbered. …