Luna On The Run!

Still Alpha Zane’s POV

After talking to Juan, Clarita was so emotional.

She kept babbling about how she had failed, blaming herself for her ex-husband’s debauchery. I try to comfort her as much as I can, but she is drifting closer to a mental breakdown. Talking about her marriage has clearly done her no good.

Juan promises to take the case to court as soon as possible and to inform Matt Diggens of his wife’s intentions. All the pictures in the media will serve as proof of his infidelity and he will reclaim Clarita’s inheritance.

Because of all the tension, which she had just experienced, I decided to postpone the conversation about the details of our relationship. She doesn’t really seem ready for it at the moment. I have a few days left of my holiday and I want to spend them getting to know my new girl and distracting her from the misery of her broken marriage. Although I crave her desperately, I don’t want to rush into anything. I don’t want to feel like I’m taking advantage of her emotional downturn.

We are back on deck, and she nestles into my arms.

I absentmindedly stroke her back and feel her slowly relax. “Why don’t you put on your swimsuit? Then we’ll go for a swim. It’s so hot now, we could use a little cooling off”. She jumps up with joy and grabs her bag.

“You can use the hut with the red door. If you look in the cupboard, you will see some new ladies’ bathing suits. They’re spare ones, for when I have parties on board and the ladies haven’t brought their swimsuits,” I explain at once so that she doesn’t get all sorts of strange ideas.

She rolls her eyes and heads for the cabin.

I quickly strip down to my boxers. I look out over the sea and see that it is glassy. A light breeze is blowing and a flock of birds is flying by. Looking up, I see Mase and Amelia hanging from the top railing, looking down at me.

“No Alpha here. Just Zane. I don’t want her to know who we are yet,” I warn them.

Surprised, Mase raises his eyebrows. “You haven’t told her yet? How are you going to get her to the pack? You’ll have to tell her, we can’t stay in our human for too long. She’ll find out one day anyway”.

“Later. She is upset about the divorce now. In a few days, if she agrees to my terms, I will tell her”. Mase nods understandingly.

“And how are you lovebirds? Amelia, you know you are welcome in Midnight Moon. You can join us as soon as you are ready”. She glances at her mate first. “Thank you, Zane. ” Fortunately, like Mase, I love the sea. I also own a yacht and we will spend a lot of time in it. At least in the times when you don’t need Mase yourself”.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I smile, my friends are happy. They both have the same hobbies.

And then Clarita reappears on deck. She is wearing a bright red bikini that leaves nothing to the imagination. My eyes widen in shock, and for a moment I look up at my friends on the upper deck. But they just look on, chuckling.

“Babe, weren’t there any one-piece swimsuits in the cupboard? Come on, I’ll help you put something on that’ll cover you better.” I grab her hand, but she holds it.

“Hey, it’s a bikini. I promise the fish won’t look,” she jokes. I wave her over to my friends and when she sees them standing there she greets them.

“Congratulations on your engagement. You make a wonderful couple,” she wishes them. They smile and thank her.

“Let’s sail to a reef and relax there. Here in the bay is no fun,” Mase suggests. I look at my girl; I had promised her earlier that we would not sail out. But she nods enthusiastically.

“Yes, let’s do that. We’ll have more privacy there. With so many boats around us, all eyes will be on us.”

So we sail out to a familiar reef in the sea, where we have a great time. We snorkel and play with a ball in the water until we get hungry. And thank God, the warriors on board have a great meal ready for us.

The next few days pass in the same bliss.

Clarita goes back to her friend’s house every evening before rejoining us in the early hours of the morning. I’m not complaining, as keeping her with me at night could be a real test of my self-control. We are still in the process of becoming better acquainted. Claw is crazy about her, urging me to mate with her.

But to my disappointment, he doesn’t say the words I seek.

I wonder if he still mourns Ariel a little. Our ex-mate never shifted in our presence, so Claw never met her wolf. Even when I once asked her to allow our wolves to go for a run together, which all the other mates did, Ariel refused.

So now I’m wondering why Claw is still clinging on to an ex-mate who gave us nothing.

Ariel is in our past, our future is with Clarita. My wolf makes no protest at this thought. On the contrary, he wags his tail as if content with the thought.

On the sixth day, the night before our departure, our wonderful bubble bursts.

An expensive Maserati pulls up in the car park of the yacht club, its tires screeching. Three impressive men in black with dark shades get out. They look in the direction of my yacht and take firm steps up to us.

“Clarita!” one shouts menacingly, his hands at his sides.

The warriors immediately turned to me, waiting for orders.

“Who’s that, babe?”

“My ex-husband. I don’t know how he found me here. Wait, I’m going to see him and find out what the hell he wants. I think Juan has already talked to him about getting divorced”…