章節 11: The strangest day (part 6)

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Like, what am I supposed to do now...?

My dream turned out to not be a dream – because how else could I explain all the things that Selene just said?

...crap... I feel so lightheaded...

I'm seriously going to faint...

"You really look sick, are you okay? Should I drive you to your apartment instead?"

Selene asked with a worried expression.

"N-no...! I-it's alright...!"

I flinched and backed out as she leaned towards me – remembering her werewolf form from the other day instantly made her ten times more scary in my eyes and I raised both hands in awkward defeat – even though she clearly had no bad intentions.

"I'm serious about watching your health, you know? As I said, you are the first human luna for our pack. I mean, I've heard about others around the country but never met one in person. Your body might act all weird for some time."

She sighed and leaned back on her chair – explaining with a cloudy expression.

"Wh-what is happening to me...? Am I turning into a werewolf too? Is that what this mark is about?"

Oh! I actually managed to voice out a good question! Good job, me!"

"Pffft...! What? No!"

Selene snorted and shook her head while barely holding back her laughter at my worries.

"Then...!"

"Alexis, the curse of the werewolf is passed only to males – a female cannot become a werewolf through being bitten, she can only be born as one."

I furrowed my brows and gasped but thankfully Selene wasn't going to just let me whine without actually telling me some details.

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...though, I am not going to lie, her explanation left me wide-eyed...

"Then, you were not...?"

I asked and chomped the empty air in front of me with a confused face.

"Bitten? Oh, opposite actually, I have been bitten many times but the majority of times were during duels and fights for the territory – one time I almost got my arm bitten off, but it healed quite nicely."

Selene only laughed at my very serious question, and her answer sent chills down my spines – especially when she raised her left arm and glanced at the slightly discolored line going all around her forearm.

"It is kind of rare nowadays but most members of my family are born werewolves – though in our pack there is plenty of those who got cursed by being bitten."

She added, shaking her hand dismissively.

...I... crap...

Should I tell her that I thought that up until a minute ago I thought that the whole party in the mountains was a dream of mine...?

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Wait...

If yesterday was actually true...

"Selene!"

I gasped completely forgetting about the fear I felt towards her just a few seconds ago and jumped forward, grabbing her hand and clenching it with both of my own.

"Yes...?"

Seleen asked in confusion, a little bit taken aback by my sudden forwardness.

"Lucian! Where's Lucian?! Can I see him?!"

I gasped biting my lips at the sole memory of his piercing green eyes.

"Lucian...?"

Selene asked raising her brow.

"He is in a meeting – he told me that he left you a note right in front of your pho... You didn't check the note, did you?"

She was speaking with hesitation until she suddenly realized what was the reason for my behavior – or at least what she THOUGHT was the reason behind it.

"Ah... he's at work... Wait, there was a note?"

I asked in confusion, trying to remember whether I saw something, but there was nothi...

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I pushed something off the nightstand while I was blindly reaching for the phone and was in too much of a hurry to leave to check what it was...

"Haah... I told him that it would be better for him to stay with you and explain everything on his own but that guy is a real prude you know? He said that you didn't invite him to your place so it would be inappropriate to just waltz in and make himself at home – plus, there was an important meeting planned beforehand for today so..."

Selene leaned to the side and sighed massaging her forehead.

"...and about this mark...?"

I was too embarrassed to admit that it was my own clumsiness that had led to reinforcing myself in a conviction that meeting them all was just a dream – but to my defense, suddenly learning that werewolves are real was really something big, so I changed the subject pointing at the silver moon mark.

"Oh, I hope that it doesn't bother you, because since you agreed to be Lucian's luna, this thing is permanent – though if I had to be honest, the placement is romantic..."

Selene suddenly got embarrassed, or rather bashful, and leaned forward, whispering the last word while putting one hand to her mouth to make sure that her lips could not be read by anyone else.

"Romantic...?"

I furrowed my brows, feeling my own face getting a little bit warmer.

"...you know... the usual placement for it is usually the back of the neck or one of the shoulders or... on the inside of the thigh..."

I don't know why but the fancy lunch turned into a teenagers' sleepover when the subject turned to love and steamy stuff.

"...why...?"

And I'm ashamed to say that I got way into it myself and whispered back, putting both fists close to my face to hide my mouth.

"You know, usually the Alpha cannot hold himself back and he marks his luna while they are doing it... Your's looks like you were cuddling and kissing... you know... the cute stuff, not the other part..."

Selene fidgetted and lowered her voice even more.

The way she said it reminded me that no matter how rumbustious she was during the party, she was sitting at singles table, and Lucian did say something about werewolf only having one partner...

Selene's behavior suddenly made a lot of sense – she was a pure maiden!

I honestly don't know why but that realization made me feel like the distance between the two of shortening.

...though I think that I was the one distancing myself in the first place...

"Here."

"!!!!"

That was the moment when a waiter appeared with my order and the first dish from Selene's order and put it in front of us, making me jump since I completely forgot that we were in a restaurant, to begin with!

"...let's eat. It really is good."

Selene seemed the same, as she awkwardly picked up the cutlery and pointed at my plate, trying to get back in the cool act that the talking about being marked made her drop.