Prologue

Moon.

Have anyone told you how alluring the moon can be? Even from afar, it would only take you seconds to fall in love with it. It was always there hiding behind the clouds, shining, manifesting it's beauty, making you stop and glance up to it. It was the power of the moon. It was just simply exhibiting it's perfectly imperfect heavenliness making our world stop to just watch it.

And I always adore the moon. Not only when it's full, but all of it's phases.

But what weirded me out is that, every full moon, I've always had a dream. I don't know if it is only my obsession into it, or it's because of the connection that I cannot explain. Dream after dream. Every dream reveals a story. Every dream made me feel like I was living there and it is my reality.

And every dream... every night... It made me fall, deeply, with someone faceless, someone I cannot feel, someone I cannot clearly remember. He's only a dream... yet he feels so real.

"Luna."

I was panting when I opened my eyes. Beads of sweat is trickling down in my face. I put my hand on my chest to feel my fast heartbeats. Then, I parted my lips when I scanned my room.

I'm at my room. Lying in my bed, embraced by my blanket. It is very far from a kingdom, his chest, his arms. Crap it. I really should stop overthinking it.

I stood up quickly and took a glance outside my window. It's still dark. And the moon is full. Not surprising at all. Every month right after my eighteenth birthday, I began to feel weird things about myself. I began to dream weird stuffs. And I began to dream about him.

I sighed as I pulled back the curtains and dive back in my bed. I swear I cannot fall back in sleep again. I lie down facing the ceiling. Blinking several times, moments in my dream came in a flash.

It was me, though I doubt it's really me. I was wearing a Royal dress while lying on someone's chest. And that's him. I cannot remember his face, because everytime I tried, his face is becoming blur. But I can still feel his chest against my back. I can still feel his arms around mine, his breathing in my neck, and the sound of his heartbeat.

"Luna."

He knows my name. Maybe because it was my dream? I don't really know. I am not an expert in knowing the meaning behind every dreams. And I am actually weirded out. Because each freaking time, I felt that he is actually real. Because maybe he is, and I am actually the dream.

Now that sounds ridiculous.

I don't know if I grown to be a Lucid Dreamer without me knowing it, or there's really a meaning behind it.

A connection. A bond between me and the moon. A strong relationship between me and him. The man inside my dream.

I shrugged my head and stood up again. Taking a peek outside the window, I grabbed my towel and went directly to my bathroom. I need a cold shower.

My day started so early, just like what I used to do everytime I dream. I was already eating my breakfast in our school's cafeteria when my best friend suddenly came.

"Hi my Luna." she greeted me with her usual jolly look. I smiled at her.

"Hey Eli."

"So why are you here so early?" she asked. But I haven't had the chance to answer her question because she already started filling me stories about her weekend.

Her date with Jason, the clothes she wore, the restaurant where they ate, the food they ordered and the kiss. I rolled my eyes. The kiss.

"And then he started moving his lips, and that was awesome. I cannot help but to make sounds because he was frigging good---"

"Okay. Too much information. Stop there." I said cutting her off. She pouted at me but I only shrugged my head.

"You need experience." she said out of the blue. I lifted my head to look at her and she's staring suggestively at me. I creased my forehead.

"What?"

"You're already eighteen but you haven't had a boyfriend. That's why you're so bitter. You never felt how good it was to be held."

"To be held?" I asked. Does she means being in a comfort with somebody's arms? If that's it, then she's wrong. I already have experienced it. In my dreams.

"I don't want a boyfriend." I said with a dismissing tone. She groaned at my answer.

"Geez. Boring."

"Thanks." I said and I stood up. We still have a class and I'm done eating my breakfast. I'm sure, Eli too.

"I'll just clean this. Wait for me." I said to her and picked up my tray.

I quickly turned away before she can protest that I immediately regret. The next thing I knew, the whole place was filled with gasps. I was in shock when I bumped into something, accidentally dropping the tray of food I have.

"O my god. I'm sorry." I said abruptly as I get down to clean up my mess.

I stopped mid step when I felt him staring intensely at me. I felt my hand shaking because of that. When I finished gathering all the mess I created, I stood up only being greeted by the man's dark brown eyes. I almost drop the tray again if he hadn't hold it for me.

I parted my lips when he stared at me. My breathing hitched when he moved up his hand into my arms making me goosebumps.

"Are you okay?"

I froze. That voice. I've heard that before. That voice so firm and strong is something I cannot forget.

I craned my head on the other side and examine him. He's taller than me, his body built is very firm and strong. His eyes, the dark brown eyes is very melting, his jaw is clenched and his lips is perfectly curved.

He licked his lips and I swallowed hard when I bring up my eyes to him. His intense stares became more vigorous. When our eyes met, he immediately let go of me and turned his back before walking out of my sight.

I was left dumbfounded. I was still in shock when Eli suddenly appeared in front of me, with full amusement on her face.

"What was that?"

I shrugged my head as an answer never leaving the sight in the place where the man disappeared.

"Do you know him? Are you friends?" Eli asked.

"No." I replied.

"Geez. The way you look exchanged stares feels like you've known each other."

"I don't know him. Who is he?"

"I don't know his name. He's a transferee and he has no friends in school yet. He's very mysterious... and handsome!" she exclaimed. I nodded.

"So how does it feel?"

I creased my forehead and looked at Eli.

"What?"

"Being held!" she pointed out. I pursed my lips into thin line as I can still feel his touch in my arms.

It felt like the dreams I had suddenly became a reality with that simple connection.

I blinked and turned my back to continue cleaning up my mess when a memory suddenly flash in my mind.

His dark brown eyes... His voice... His touch.

My eyes get blurry and my breathing hitch so suddenly that I cannot breathe. I stopped mid step as I catch my breath when I came into realization.

"My Alpha..." I whispered absentmindedly before everything went black.