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Becoming the Luna (bl)

Life is all roses and strawberries with your asexual mother till Alpha wolves fall in love with you. And now you have to choose... But who do you pick? Hayden Lebaron is an average teenage boy, well if average means being about the size of a midget and being babied by everyone, at least that's what he thinks. A new student moves to their school and Hayden finds out that he's deeper in the Werewolf world that he ever thought possible and the worst part was that he had no idea that Werewolves even existed. EXCERPT : "What the fuck did you do?" Virgil demands his eyes dark, the only reason Dale doesn't have a black eye yet is because he's still carrying me.  I intervene quickly before Virgil changes his mind and decides to land the punch. "V-Vi-Virgil." I stutter out desperately, reaching for him. "I-It wasn't D-Dale, h-he d-didn't d-do any-anything." "What sort of boyfriend are you, letting your girlfriend get beat up by dudes in the boys bathroom?" Dale accuses, snatching me back and ending my efforts to reach for Virgil, his leaf green eyes nearly glowing.  Shana is momentarily stunned, "Girlfriend?"  She mouths to me, I close my eyes in embarrassment, this was one of those days I wanted to start over.  Virgil isn't even fazed by the obvious confusion. "Thanks." He bites out coldly, the appreciation has the same energy as 'go jump off a cliff. "Now give me back my girlfriend." "No. Now get away from me, you're in my way." Dale deadpans, making a move to continue his journey.  "I won't ask you again." Virgil says in a deadly voice, stepping in front of us, electric blue eyes nearly jumping from his face with how hard he is glaring.  "Hayden sounds terrified of you so no, I'm not giving her back. Now get the fuck out of my way." He says, his quiet voice ringing volumes, the entire hallway is silent now, the entire school watching the school's heartthrob go against the hot new kid... and over me! - I wail mentally, wishing I was a bird, a pebble, anything but Hayden LeBaron right now. VOLUME 2 •~• Come talk to me on discord at Aryna Stan#5852 I'd love to hear your thoughts... Link to the Discord server... https://discord.gg/qYk2ka7fc7 •~•

Aryna_Stan · LGBT+
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~°~Chapter Thirty-three~°~

I'd have never have called myself a 'panic gay' but right now… I'm panicking!

Dale slips his hand from the side of my face to tangle in the strands of my hair and pulls my head back, his other arm still has a firm grip around my waist.

"I'll take your silence as a yes but next time." His hand tightens in my hair at this. "I'll hear your choice, I'm not patient enough now." He murmurs, placing his forehead against mine.

I close my eyes,'Next time? There was going to be a next time??!'

 I want this but I can't help feeling guilty which is ridiculous because while Dale is practically saying he wants me, Virgil doesn't even act like he's anything but platonically interested in me.

"Pretty." He breaths against my face and my breath hitches.

The kiss this time is more shocking even though it's expected, the first time was just a gentle joining of lips but this is…

Intense.

Is the one word that falls into my thoughts, curse paperback romances.

His arms tighten considerably against me as his lips crash into mine, as it was with the first time, I stiffen because I don't know what to do.

Am I supposed to slant my head? And what am I supposed to do with my lips? What about my hands?

"Just relax." He murmurs against my lips and my breath hitches, again - I don't think that's what he wanted to happen when he told me to relax.

My eyes are still tightly shut because if without visual I feel like I'm going to combust then what would happen if I'm also staring at Dale's hot as hell face?

At least they stay shut until his open mouth comes into play, he swipes a hot tongue across my closed lips and my eyes fly open with a loud gasp in its wake.

His tongue slides into my mouth and I throw my hands around his neck because just then I suddenly feel like I'm going to go over, which is ridiculous with how tight Dale is holding me but his tongue in my mouth makes me feel light-headed so it's just reflex.

Strangely when I think about my first kiss, I never imagined that I could possibly die from it.

There's tingling all over my body, at the point where our lips are touching and Dale is mapping out every inch of my mouth, at my nape where he keeps tugging on the soft hair there and around my waist where his hand has greedily pushed up my fancy sweater to get at the skin underneath.

I break away first and collapse on him, trying to catch my breath and hiding my face in his neck, I'm so red that I must look sick like I'm running a temperature.

It's hard enough to breathe with my mouth when Dale is staring down at me with those pale, heated eyes, imagine how harder it becomes when my very breath is being kissed out of me.

His warm mouth ghosts across the side of my neck and I shudder, Dale better not be thinking of doing what I think he's about to do.

My neck is ridiculously sensitive and I'd die if I moaned in front of Dale, talk about your life ending moments. So getting a hickey would be a death sentence.

Too late, he's already bringing his head even lower, the hand on my nape moving my head to the side for easy access.

"Dal…" I try to warn him but apparently I didn't miscalculate when I said it was too late.

If you asked me what I had expected, I'd have said a light kiss first, then maybe he'd start to suck on it but even a light kiss was enough to turn me into a pile of noisy and embarrassing sounds.

I couldn't have been more wrong.

His sharp teeth sink gently into the curve of my neck and stars explode behind my eyes, I hear high pitched screaming from a distance... is that me?

My hands tighten around Dale's neck and he instantly distances himself from my neck - thank all the things that be - moving instead to my face which he peppers with kisses and small hums to help calm down the intense shaking that overwhelms me.

What the hell was that?

What the hell is happening?

Who the fuck gives hickeys with actual bites??

Eventually, I calm down but we stay like this for a while. Dale is content to just hold me and pet my hair and I'm not complaining about the comfortable position.

I hope we aren't going anywhere else today because I'm exhausted, I just want to go home take a long ass shower, and flop on my bed, preferably alone.

If I thought my date with Virgil was crazy and mind-blowing, it couldn't have prepared me for Dale's rollercoaster of a date.

For the record, the Author died a lot of times writing this chapter. (ᗒᗩᗕ)

I'm just like Hay who doesn't know how kisses work so if anything seems unrealistic, please do not hesitate to tell me.

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