Misty Moon: Book 1 (2 page)

I stayed silent. I wasn’t sure if I
could speak properly. He was next to me naked and I couldn’t get
the thought out of my head. He slung his arm over me and I
stiffened. “Is that necessary?” I asked softly. My mouth had gone
dry and I could barely form the words. Thoughts and feelings were
raging through me and I couldn’t focus.

“
I won’t bite, and yes
because I can hold you down if you try to run,” he whispered
playfully as he pressed his body to mine. I rolled my eyes. I could
already tell it was going to be a very long day.

I woke up with my face buried in
Dominic’s chest. I didn’t move immediately because he smelled so
good, I really didn’t mind where I was. He shifted in his sleep and
I felt something hard press against my belly. I stiffened when I
realized it was his erection. I felt my pulse speed up. I was a
little curious. I kind of wanted to see him naked. I looked up at
him and he looked relaxed like he was still asleep. I lifted the
covers and peeked under them. His body was perfectly muscled. He
had the perfect v; that ended in a long, thick, hard shaft. I had
the urge to touch him, but I fought the feeling and put the covers
back down. He shifted and opened his eyes. I was watching him wide
eyed, worried I had been caught.

He looked down at me and his expression
was hard to read. “What are you doing?” he asked sounding
suspicious.

I smiled weakly. “Nothing, I just woke
up,” I lied.

He narrowed his eyes like he didn’t
believe me then shifted so he could look at the clock on the
bedside table. “It’s time to get up,” he growled and stood letting
the cover fall. I didn’t turn away instead I enjoyed the show. I
was already dressed. There was no way I was going to sleep naked
with him.

He looked over at me as he pulled his
shirt on. “Go to the bathroom and do what you have to, I don’t want
to stop again if we can prevent it.”

I nodded and slid out of bed. I walked
to the bathroom and shut the door. I flipped the lock then turned
toward the sink. I washed my face and did my best to clean my teeth
despite the lack of a tooth brush. I pinned my hair up then looked
in the mirror. I froze when I saw a little window above the toilet.
It was small, but I was thin and flexible enough to get out it. I
glanced at the door as if he could come in any minute. I still
didn’t want to go to the pack. Being in a pack meant rules and I
didn’t like rules. I flipped the sink on so the sound of running
water would cover the sound of me going out the window. I stood on
the toilet and pushed the window open. It was a lot harder than
expected thanks to the necklace killing my strength. I wiggled out
of the window and landed on the soft grass just below. I could hear
Dominic pounding on the door. It was now or never. I ran toward the
woods hoping this time I would have an advantage.

I ran so hard and so fast I thought my
lungs were going to burst. The necklace made everything so
difficult. I was weak with it on. Every time I attempted to take it
off my fingers burned when I touched it. I collapsed in a clearing
near a river. I was out of breath and the pain in my chest made it
impossible for me to go further. I wasn’t used to this feeling.
Werewolves weren’t weak like this.

There was a scuffling noise and Dominic
stepped out of the trees smiling. I groaned and flopped down onto
the ground and looked up at the sky. He had made it impossible for
me to escape.

“
Come on, I want to get on
the road,” he growled hauling me to my feet. He was acting like I
was cute for attempting to escape.

“
I want the necklace off,” I
protested and sat back down.

“
No, and you know if you
don’t cooperate I will throw you over my shoulder,” he
countered.

I crossed my arms and I glared at him.
“Take it off,” I pouted.

“
I’m not an idiot Kylie,” he
reached down and caught me by my wrist. I squealed in surprise when
he threw me over his shoulder and started trudging back toward the
car.

I wiggled and struggled, but it was
pointless. He made it to the car, opened the back door and tossed
me inside like I was nothing but a rag doll.

“
I figure you will get it
eventually,” my father said dryly from the front seat.

I sat up and scowled at him. “This is
bullshit. Why did you have to bring him?”

He smiled. “Because I figured if you
were anything like me I would need the help.”

Dominic climbed in the driver’s seat.
“I have exercised way more than I planned to on this trip,” he
muttered as he started the car.

“
Ya well it will keep you
from getting fat,” I countered.

He smiled at me through the rearview
mirror. “I could think of better ways,” he said
playfully.

I rolled my eyes and looked out the
window. I had been defeated and it sucked. There was no way out of
it now. I would be in pack territory before the morning.

It was a little after six in the
morning when Dominic drove past a sign that said ‘Welcome to Luna,’
and somehow I knew we had arrived. He had driven through miles of
mountainous terrain and trees before he came to the sign on the
outskirts of the town. In the country didn’t even describe what
this place was; it was plain hidden. The area was definitely
beautiful. The mountains were beautiful and covered in huge trees.
It would be a lot of area to run free; that was for sure. As he
drove there were a few houses here and there. The main part of the
town wasn’t large and it was had a few stores. It looked like a
tourist destination. The town was quiet because the sun was coming
up. In a town full of werewolves, daytime was when it was time to
sleep.

After he drove through the town and
pulled into the driveway of one of the first houses. My father and
Dominic climbed out of the car. Dominic opened my door and I sighed
and climbed out. I followed my father into the house, and Dominic
followed me.

I stood looking around. The house was
nice, but it was definitely a guy’s house. There was no sign of a
woman anywhere. “Make yourself comfortable. Your room is second
door on the right. Mine is first door on the left,” my father said
as he walked toward the kitchen.

“
There is no point in trying
to run. There is nowhere to go,” Dominic said amused.

“
Whatever,” I muttered and
hurried up the stairs away from him. I went into my room and I was
surprised to find it was nice. It looked like my dad had been
preparing for me for a while. I kind of wondered how long my mom
and dad had planned this. I sighed and flipped the TV on. I had no
clue what I was going to do. Like Dominic said, there was nowhere
to run.

I woke up to someone knocking on my
door. “What?” I asked annoyed.

“
It is after eight. Get up
and go do something with yourself,” my father growled from the
other side of the door.

I rolled on my side and looked at the
clock. Sure enough it was a little after eight at night. I grumbled
as I got out of bed and went to the shower.

Once I was out of the shower I dressed
in jeans and a tank top. I walked downstairs to the kitchen where
my dad was cooking dinner. I sat at the bar and watched him. He
glanced up at me briefly before going back to what he was doing. “I
am having a girl named Becky come over in a little while. She is
going to show you around. It isn’t healthy just to stay in the
house.”

By his tone I could tell he wasn’t
going to give me a choice. “Why should I go out? I have this stupid
collar on and all I am going to do is get my ass
kicked.”

He smirked like he knew I was right.
“That is part of growing up.”

“
Whatever, I’m not hungry.
I’m going back to my room,” I snapped and walked out of the
kitchen.

“
Becky will be here soon,
you better be nice,” he called after me.

I just trudged back up the stairs to my
room wishing I had the stupid silver necklace off so I could at
least attempt to run.

I laid on the bed watching TV. There
was a light knock on the door. I knew it was the girl Becky so I
just ignored it. After another three soft knocks she finally spoke.
“I know you are in there and I know you are being difficult. Your
dad won’t let me leave until you at least talk to me so just make
this easier on both of us and open the door,” she said sounding
annoyed.

I smiled and stood. I walked over to
the door and opened it. Becky was tall and she had long black hair
and brown eyes. She was older than me by a few years and she
actually resembled Dominic. “Are you related to Dominic?” I asked
annoyed.

“
I’m his cousin, now can I
show you around so I can get back to my life. I would really prefer
not to babysit a baby wolf,” she countered.

“
Get your cousin to take
this stupid necklace off and I will be gone,” I growled.

She rolled her eyes and walked off.
“Come on baby wolf I don’t have all night.”

I scowled and followed her. I didn’t
really want to go, but I didn’t mind getting out of the house.
“Where are we going?” I asked as we walked out to her
car.

“
I am going to my
boyfriend’s tattoo parlor outside of the city. I told your dad I
would let you tag along,” she said as she climbed in.

I got in next to her and she set off in
the direction we had come from. I watched out the window not really
knowing what to say to her. “You look like your father,” she said
glancing at me.

“
Unfortunately,” I
muttered.

She laughed. “Your father is hot. You
should be happy you look like him.”

“
My father put a fucking
collar on me, I really don’t like him right now,” I
growled.

“
You know some wolves can
beat the collars. Most of the alphas are immune to silver. Dominic
wears a silver ring,” she said smiling.

I was intrigued now. “How? Tell me how
to do it?” I begged hoping it wouldn’t be too hard.

She shrugged. “You just wear it until
it doesn’t affect you anymore. Some wolves can’t get past it. Our
head female, Audrey has been trying for months and can’t get
immune. It took Dominic a matter of days. It doesn’t seem like that
necklace is effecting you like it does most, maybe a little longer
and you will be immune.”

She was right. I didn’t feel as tired
and I could no longer feel the necklace around my neck. “What
happens when you become immune to silver?”

She shrugged. “When you turn twenty one
you can become and alpha if you fight. Normally if you are immune
to silver you are stronger than most other wolves.”

“
Oh,” I said absently and
looked out the window. It would be awesome if I could beat the
necklace, but I wouldn’t be doing it to be an alpha.

She pulled into the parking lot of a
tattoo parlor. It looked more like a biker hangout than anything.
It was in the middle of nowhere and it actually was surprisingly
busy. I followed her into the parlor. The patrons were human and
the employees were werewolves.

One guy saw Becky and smiled. She
giggled and ran over to him and hugged him. I thought it was kind
of funny that werewolves were tattoo artists. None of them had
tattoos or piercings. They couldn’t because they tattoo or piercing
would heal immediately because of our body’s ability to
heal.

“
Who’s your friend, Becky?”
one of the other guys asked smiling at me.

“
Some girl I have to
babysit,” Becky said sounding put out.

I rolled my eyes. “You obviously pissed
someone off to get the job,” I countered.

She glared at me. “You should watch
your mouth baby wolf,” she hissed.

I narrowed my eyes at her. I didn’t
like how she was acting. I knew it was because there were males
around. “It’s Kylie, and collar or not piss me off and I will whip
your ass,” I growled.

She stepped forward and her boyfriend
caught her arm. “Come on babe, let’s go to the back. Danny will
take care of her,” he said smiling.

She glanced at me then followed her
boyfriend. “So you must be a trouble maker,” Danny said
smiling.

I shrugged. “Something like that.” I
walked over to the jewelry case and looked through the jewelry.
Werewolves couldn’t have piercings because every metal other than
silver would heal into our skin. Thinking about it, it kind of
sucked to be us.

“
I can give you a tattoo.
It’s not permanent because of the whole healing thing, but it will
last you a week or so,” he offered.

“
How could you make it
permanent?” I asked looking up at him.

He looked a little startled like he
never even considered it. “It would have to have silver in it,” he
said sounding confused.

“
Oh,” I said softly and
looked back down at the tongue studs and belly button rings. “Can
you do it?” I asked looking back up at him.

He looked amused now. “Maybe, but that
would suck for you.”

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“
It wouldn’t be like the
necklace. The necklace is on your skin, not in it.” He came over to
stand next to me as he spoke.