His Blue Moon Princess
His Sunshine Baby Chapter 29

Crap... I really hadn't planned to show him my ability tonight. Or any night else, for that matter! I just reacted so suddenly, I couldn't control my wolf. As the waiter leaves, I still feel Nate's stare on me, and I look away.

"Elena...?"

He wants an answer, and I don't know what to say... I sigh.

"Yes, I did mind-link you. Sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? Rather, I'd like to know how can you do that..."

"I don't really know... It's been an ability of mine since I was a kid. I can mind-link any other Alpha in Silver City whenever I want, whether they are from my pack or not."

Here, I said it. How will Nathaniel react...? He won't think I'm a freak, right? I scared a few other people when I was younger and did it unknowingly. I don't know how I would take it if Nate reacted badly too. But instead, he seems.... Impressed. "That's... Rather unique. Is it the only thing about you, or do you have another ability I should know of?"

What does that mean, that he should know of? It's not like I'm so different... I sigh.

"Not really, other than that, I'm pretty normal. Alpha heritage, I'm strong enough to be a fighter."

No need for him to know more, right? Why does he care, anyway? It's not my wolf part he's interested in. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he suddenly shakes his head, grabbing his fork to start eating. I watch him, a bit surprised. "I'm not going to insist if you don't want me to. I understand. Feel free to tell me what you want, but I have no intention to pry on your private life any further."

"...Really?"

I feel relieved, but also, I can't help but have a hint of doubt. It's not like it would be the first time someone says they will keep it a secret and don't... Did I become too doubtful overtime? While I'm still staring at him in disbelief, Nate puts his fork down to look at me very seriously.

"Elena, even with no strings attached, I'm not the kind of a*****e that will go around spilling our private affairs around. Whether it's about you, me or us, I won't. You can trust me. And you can even consider me an open ear if you want to talk. If we agree on this relationship, it has to be one where we can trust each other, alright?"

I suddenly feel a wave of relief wash over me. Maybe I was waiting for this. For some sort of comfort. A way to express if I could trust him or not. It's not as if I would believe him with those few words, no matter how sincere they seem, but the fact that he just thought about it is...

Without thinking, I lean over to kiss him, a brief but deep kiss. When I back away, he's staring at me, half smiling and half confused.

"What was that for, miss Whitewood?"

I can't help but smile too.

"A thank you kiss."

"Hm. I don't know what I did right, but I should do it more often..."

And with that, he leans over in my direction to come and kiss me again. It's a long, deeper kiss than before. Something that tastes like... sweet whiskey. I like it and answer without overthinking. It's not an innocent kiss, but a passionate one, and soon enough, I feel his hand on my thigh again. His lips go down to my jaw, and my neck, as I hear my breathing going a bit more erratic.

"Nate... We're not..."

I struggle to talk, but he doesn't care. His fingers are already venturing under my dress, back to where they left previously. This time, however, I can tell he's only teasing me. And it's a bit frustrating. Because I'm torn between the fact that we are in a classy restaurant, more or less in public, and the fact that I actually want more. I glare at him, but he still has this innocent smile that doesn't match his electric blue eyes with a hint of [**t in them.

"You still haven't said yes..." He whispers against my ear.

"No."

And with that, I gather my rational self and push his hand away, crossing my legs in the most defiant move I can think of. He pouts a bit but doesn't insist. How surprising... M. Black is consistent about obtaining my consent.

I grab a fork and ferociously start eating my starter, while he smiles and gets a sip of that fancy wine he ordered. He is still giving me some glances, but we both start eating in silence, except for a couple of trivial comments on our dishes. I have to admit, it's excellent. I understand the concept of putting quality before quantity, but I do hope my main dish will be a bit bigger... I finish my plate in no time.

"So, what exactly are you looking for?" He asks.

"About what?"

"Having s*x with me."

I almost spit out my wine. Can't he be a bit less blunt sometimes! I put my glass down.

"You mean, like conditions?"

He nods and crosses his arms, looking curious.

"I want to know. What is it exactly you want us to agree on, and what do you need to accept me as your..."

"I get it! I get it...!" I say before he says something embarrassing again. "Alright, we can discuss this..."

I try to gather my thoughts for a moment. Truth is, I came here thinking I wanted to agree to it already. After discussing with Danny, it became clear. Even if this is going against my Pack's rules, I'm deeply attracted to Nate. Moreover, having a physical relationship with someone from a different Clan has its perks: no gossip in the pack, higher chances to keep this private, and no risk of wanting more either. Neither of us could afford that last one.

"First, I don't want to be at your demand only. If I don't feel like seeing you, I won't," I start very bluntly.

"Agreed. I have no intention to insist if you don't feel like it. Likewise, I might not be available all the time either. I tend to have big days. Any time that wouldn't be appropriate?"

"In the mornings, I train the young ones from eight to twelve. And not on Sundays around lunchtime, I eat with Danny's family or my pack members."

I don't mention it, but the training actually doesn't start before nine o'clock. However, I usually stop by the hospital to see my dad before that, and I don't want to mention it to Nathaniel. He nods.

"Agreed. For me, Mondays are a no-go, busiest day of the week. And I usually see my brothers on Sundays as well."

"Noted."

"Texting and calls are fine?" He asks.

"I prefer texting. And don't nag if I don't answer right away."

He laughs.

"I might be the one not to reply right away, so no worries."

"Good. Also, don't come to my territory again. Where should we meet?"

"I can text you the locations, but mostly in my Hotels, so I can control who talks or not."

I notice he doesn't mention going to his own place, but don't say a thing. This is probably not what he wants if he doesn't mention it. Going to hotels feels a bit cold, but I don't think I would want to see Nate at my flat either. Especially if Daniel starts seeing Boyan, that might be super awkward...

"What about protection?" I ask.

He looks a bit surprised, but shrugs.

"I don't mind using condoms, but I would like it better without it."

"We can get tested. I'm on the pill anyway."

"Alright."

Funny he doesn't seem more curious than that about contraception. But then again, we are both adults, and so far, he didn't make any mistakes.

"What about other partners?"

This time, I'm a bit surprised. I decide to answer it honestly.

"I probably won't have any if I start seeing you. I have my hands full enough as it is....You?"

I hold my breath, waiting for his answer. Somehow, I know I wouldn't really appreciate being just a name on a list. Is that question to see if he can see other girls? Isn't he used to one-time things?

But to my surprise, he has a light smile.

"Same for me. Actually, I would like it better that way. I'm not a fan of sharing. But if you do end up seeing someone else, I would appreciate it if you'd tell me. I'll do the same."

Surprising... Why would we need to inform each other? Oh, probably about the safe s*x thing. It would become annoying if we start sleeping around. I just nod. It's not like I have anything to say about that anyway. I doubt I'll see anyone else for a while if I'm busy with secret rendez-vous with M.Black...

"One more thing," says Nate. "I would appreciate it if we could also share more moments like this from time to time."

I frown, a bit confused.

"You mean, like dates?"

"I wouldn't call it dates. More like dinner between friends, once in a while. I feel like it might get boring to only see each other for the s*x, and I do appreciate spending time with you so far."

"You do realize our conversations have been mostly about s*x, though?"

"I also learned your best friend's name, what you do for a living and your aspiration for the future. I don't mean to pry, but I would like to have someone to talk to who doesn't actually work for my family or me."

I stay silent for a while. I did not expect that. Wouldn't it become... Ambiguous, though? What a strange request from him. But I think I do understand what he means. Not just be s*x partners, but s*x friends?

The waiter comes back, taking our empty plates away, while another one brings in our main dishes half a minute later. My steak looks terribly delicious, but for now, most of my brain is focused on Nate's request. I take my time to think until the waiters are gone again.

"...Alright. Actually, I could use someone to talk to as well. But I'm not just coming all this way for chit-chat, alright?"

He smiles like a cat.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I have no intention to let you go without touching you."

That pervert.... I raise my head, suddenly think about one important thing.

"Then, I'll agree."

"Really?" He asks, surprised.

"On one condition."

"What is it?"

"Promise you won't fall in love with me. And I won't fall for you either."

For a second, he looks stunned. He stays speechless for a few seconds, then slowly nods.

"Alright, I promise."

My heart tightens inexplicably for a second, but a take a deep breathe in and answer in my calmest voice.

"...Thank you," I whisper.

"Then, that's it, right? You accept?"

"...Yes."

He puts his fork down.

"Then, I want you. Now."