The Young Luna

Chapter 18

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"Wow you're amazing" Seth commented, stepping into the garden as an arrow flew from my bow and

hit the target with a satisfying thud.

"I've been slacking with my training" I replied.

"Take a compliment freckles". He walked up to me, as I lowered my bow. I smiled up at him, loving how

his blue eyes sparkled like he always knew something you didn't. He leant down and pecked my lips.

"I've made dinner reservations for seven" he told me.

"Awesome. I'll come grab a shower, I still had mud on me from soccer".

"Can I have a go first?" Seth asked, reaching for my bow. I smiled softly at him before handing him the

bow and grabbing him an arrow. He looked glorious, in his pressed suit, bow in hand. He looked

beautiful and strong, it sent a shiver down my body and straight to my panties.

However, the illusion broke the moment I handed Seth an arrow as his finger clumsily tried to load it

and hold the bow up – he was all fingers and thumbs. I reached up and helped him get into position.

When I was happy with his position, I moved back.

His arms instantly moved position without him realising, but he released the arrow before I could ever

correct him. The arrow dive bombed and didn't even get twenty meters. "Well...that was shit" Seth

muttered, looking almost embarrassed as I laughed softly.

"Here" I said, grabbing another arrow. I moved behind him and forced him to crouch before I jumped

onto his back. He laughed as he repositioned me, holding my weight on his back. I wrapped my legs

around his waist tightly, anchoring myself to him. "Right, hold the bow back up".

Seth did as I said, as my arms came around him and helped him hold it properly and load his bow. I

was pressed firmly against his back, my hands over his – holding the bow and arrow in the best

position I could manage. "Alright, hold all the strength here" I instructed him, and I felt his bicep flex

against me. I adjusted his hands once more, helping him pull the string taunt. "And release" I

whispered into his ear.

A soft shiver went down his spine, before he let the arrow fly. We held our breaths before the arrow hit

the target – well it the bottom corner of the board I had drawn the target on. "Hey I almost got that one"

Seth grinned proudly. I laughed softly, pecking his cheek, before jumping down from his back.

After I showered and blow dried my hair, I noticed Seth setting out a black suit – slightly more polished

than his normal suits. So I knew that jeans and sneakers wouldn't do for the dinner we'd be going to.

I looked through the clothing my mother had brought me before I left. Most of it was too out of my

comfort zone, but I finally settled on a plain black dress that was light and flowing – it stopped on my

mid thigh. I paired it with a pair of plain black flats and a red cardigan. In the bathroom, I put my hair

into a smart bun on the top of my head.

But I still looked younger than I'd like, which was annoying as finally Seth and I were going to do

something as a couple and I didn't look worthy to be at his side. My mother had brought me a large box

of makeup and I decided that I wanted to try it out.

I had seen my mother and TV characters put makeup enough time, that I had a rough idea. I took out a

dark foundation, which my mother had told me was the perfect tone. So I took a small amount onto my

face and rubbed it in, watching in amazement as my freckles disappeared and instantly making me

look my age.

It shocked me, in that moment, how much I had changed in just over a week with being Seth. Before I

wouldn't have dared try to wear any makeup because I didn't care what people thought of me. And, I

still didn't care. But I didn't want Seth to get in trouble if some people thought he was taking advantage

of a young girl.

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I made sure the makeup was thoroughly rubbed in, before pulling out mascara and gently putting some

on. It made my eyes stand out and look slightly bigger. I looked at the reflection that was looking back

at me and for the first time in my life, I liked the person smiling back at me. I looked pretty, not sexy or

drop dead beautiful, but pretty enough that I felt good about myself.

"You look different" Seth said, as I walked downstairs. I paused and looked down at myself self-

consciously.

"Different?" I frowned.

"Yes".

There was a pregnant pause, "do you like it?" I asked tenderly.

"I don't know" he replied, eyeing me up. "You look very nice but nothing like yourself. Are you

comfortable like this?"

"I thought I looked good" I frowned, feeling my stomach dip. "Maybe I should go change". I turned to

walk back upstairs, but he caught my wrists before I could take two steps.

"No, May, that's not what I mean". He pulled me closer to him. "You look really pretty. I've just not seen

you all made up before, I miss those little freckles". He smiled softly as he flicked the end of my nose.

"I just don't want to get you in trouble because you're with me. I'm trying to look older". I bit my bottom

lip nervously.

"Don't worry about shit like that" Seth waved dismissively. He kissed me quickly, before taking my hand

and pulling me out the house. I nervously followed him and got into the car. Seth put the radio on, his

hand resting on my bare thigh, as he drove.

The restaurant was very nice and I was glad I had worn a dress and makeup. I looked over the menu,

most of it in French which as a Spanish speaker was hard for me to understand. Luckily, Salmon was

similar in English and French so I quickly worked out what it was – so Salmon it was.

After the waitress took our order, she came back with a bottle of red wine. She poured Seth a glass and

then moved to pour me one. "No" Seth said, putting his hand out stop the drink entering my glass.

"She's fine with water".

"I'm sorry, I thought she was your date" the waitress said, looking embarrassed.

"Oh she is, but she is a nightmare sober so her drunk would be a disaster" he replied smugly. I kicked

him under the table and he cursed. The waitress smirked as Seth glared at me, before leaving us.

"That hurt. Don't kick me".

"I wouldn't kick you if you weren't being a dick" I retorted, as I took a piece of the bread from the small

basket and dipped it into the oil. Seth smirked, shaking his head at me, before taking a piece of bread

himself. "So what was so important you left me in bed this morning?" I questioned.

"You remember I told you the situation with the Yellowstone Wolves? Well, the Wolf that the Black

Bloods rescued has requested a meet with me. The Black Blood's Alpha said no, of course we are at

war, so he tried to escape and come to me. He injured many people in his own pack – he was scared

and he became a Wolf".

"He Shifted? So what?" I frowned in confusion.

"No, he didn't just Shift. He became fully Wolf, he completely lost his humanity. He lived in his Wolf

form for most of his life; hunted like a Wolf, mated like a Wolf, he was a Wolf. He even fathered Wolf

pups". Seth stopped, looking away into the distance.

"So what are you going to do about it?" I questioned, pulling him from his thoughts.

"I don't know yet. Of course I want to speak to this man, see what he wants, but I can't go to Black

Bloods without an army. I could end up starting the war before we're ready. I just have to play this one

by ear".

Seth and I chatted happily over the entire dinner and it was fun and enjoyable. I insisted that we had

dessert even though Seth didn't want one, but even though he didn't order one he kept trying to get his

fork on my cheesecake.

"I don't think I'll ever eat again" I complained dramatically, as we got home. Seth laughed as he kissed

the top of my head, both of us flopping down onto the couch. "So, Shawna invited me for shopping and

sleepover on Saturday" I informed him.

Seth snorted, "you don't seem like a shopping and sleepover sort of girl". He made me gasp in outrage

mockingly. I punched his arm as he laughed at me, draping his arm over my shoulders and pulling me

closer to him.

"What sort of girl do I seem like then?" I mused. Seth's eyes glistened before he grabbed my hips and

lifted me up. I giggled as he set me down, straddling his waist, his fingers digging into my hips as he

held me strongly. He leant in and kissed his way up my neck, before moving his lips to my ear.

"You seem like the sort of girl who I want to strip completely naked and fuck you hard enough that you

can't walk tomorrow" he whispered huskily in my ear. I smirked to myself as I instantly felt my body lit

up with desire.

"I don't think I am that sort of girl either" I teased, pulling back slightly. Seth laughed before he threw me

down on the couch and climbed onto of me.

"Oh you definitely are that sort of girl". With that, he kissed me deeply.