Chapter 5 - The Mistaken Luna

Kaelith’s POV

"Alpha, don't you think you've had more than enough?" That was Marcus, his voice sounding very faintly in my head. I had already passed reason not to drink, and right now, I cared less about what people might say. All I could see was Elara's soft eyes, staring back at me in the shadow, and somehow accusingly.

"The Elara that I know wouldn't want you to be in this state." Marcus continued with his lecture, but it was all in vain, making him to leave me alone in Nocturne's private lodge.

I don't really blame him. He has no idea what it means to lose someone, a special someone you couldn't live without.

As I lay in bed, trying so hard to get a grip on myself. I suddenly perceived something. It came faintly at first. Then, the scent came again, heavier this time.

It was the smell of honey and wild jasmine, though faint, but too familiar to be ignored. It hit me like a lightening, my heartbeat pulsing. Right inside me, my wolf stirred violently in recognition...that was Elara.

I turned sharply to the direction of the scent, and just immediately, the door cracked open. A girl stepped in, balanced on her hand was a tray containing bottles. I observed her closely, only to see her hair was wet, her smile calculated and unsure, melting my heart.

"Good evening, sir. I was sent here to bring your drink." She said, not holding my gaze. Her voice was melodious, too gentle, yet uncertain. At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.

"Elara?" The name left my mouth before I knew what was happening.

She froze in shock, taken aback by my outburst. "I'm... I'm very sorry, sir. You must be mistaken. I'm not Elara, my name is Celeste." She tried to convince me.

"No," I whispered, standing up to meet her. "It's certainly you. I can tell the difference between you and another lady." I took yet another step toward her, my wolf desperate to have her. She's finally here, she came back to us."

Her arched a brow in confusion. "I don't understand anything you are saying, sir. I'm just a..."

I took another step, completely closing the gap between us. With that, I reached out and caressed her arms with my fingers, and ignited a spark which made a gasps to escape my mouth. It was the same spark I had year ago, the same warmth.

"Elara,"I called again with broken voice. "I thought I had lost you forever."

She flinched the moment I said that, her eyes darting between me and the door, and I needed no one to tell me she was contemplating running off again. "Please, Alpha Kaelith, you're mistaken. I'm not your..."

"Don't call me Alpha, please," I begged, though I like the sound of Alpha from her, but I was so earger to hear my name from his lips. "Say my name aloud, please say it just once, Elara."

I saw how tears freely welled down hr eyes, making me angry with myself. "You are hurting me."

But as I heard her voice, that same voice that promised never to leave me, my heart melted a over again. And here she is again, after being taken away by the cold hands of death.

"I remember burying you." I whispered, staring hard at her lips, her beautiful eyes. "Seven years without you in my life, Elara. Of breathing air without.."

She shook her head, still denying her identity. "I'm not who you think I am..." But I wasn't having it, I can't let her slip off again.

"Then, what explanation do you give to smelling just like her?" My tone rising s little higher, filled with desperation. "Even to the point you have sane voice with her. Why does my wolf crave to claim..." I broke off, unable to control myself. "You kept your promise, and came back to me."

Her tray clashed on the floor, the bottles breaking into pieces. She staggered backward, aiming for the door, one hand on her chest, but the more she moved, the closer I go to her. "Sir, I can't tell who who think I am, but be rest assured that I'm not your Luna!"

"Don't say such evil word again" I roared, fury taking a greater part of me.

Then I slowed down, doing everything possible to calm her down, to make her relaxef. "Look into my eyes, Elara. Tell me you can't feel it anymore and I will let you go."

Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, her hand Ms trembling. She didn't answer me, she said nothing to me.

"Kaelith..." My name finally rolled out of her lips, my who being becoming alive again. And that was all it took...

I quickly closed the remaining distance between us, my thumb brushing off strands of stubborn hair from her cheeks. "I missed you greatly. I murmured like a finished man. "I searched everywhere, even the stars for you, hoping you would come back sone day, Elara."

"Please..." She breathed, already pushing me off her body. "Please stop it..."

But grief had a way of taking over someone. It had a desire like ghosts. I pulled her more into my arms, hoping she won't resist me again. She struggled to free herself, but I pinned her to the wall. The next thing, I carried her to the bed, my sense of judgement clouding my sense of reasoning.

And then...

Clouded with desire, I gazed lustfully at hr lips, then the next second, I captured her succulent and soft lips on mine. The moment our lips touched, it was more like a fresh fire was ignited, and the next thing, I was hovering over her.

I quickly undressed her, my mouth sucking her left breast while my hand drew invisible patterns on her bare skin. A gasp left her mouth each time I sucked her harder.

Overwhelmed by the moment, I penetrated her without warning, earning a scream fron her instead of pleasure. I groaned at how tired she was, moving slowly, untill I couldn't hold back again. I thrusted into her like my life depended on it, the room dark making me not to see her reaction.

Then, I heard her cry. At first, it was a whimper, until it became louder and I stopped. I thought she was enjoying it like me. I had no idea I was hurting her.

Then, my eyes cleared, and I saw clearly. She wasn't my Elara. She was someone else.

"Oh God, what have I done?"

She wasn't my Elara, but she doesn't smell like a stranger. Who is she?