rihanna, higher.

I've seen Micah a few times since that picnic and I've loved every moment. I'd also love to mention that he has relaxed a lot more since. I still have not mentioned this to my family, not so much Amanda and Dani. I'm surprised I kept it from them for so long though, even though they pried it out of me. Dani squealed with joy so excited to finally have someone to double date with until I had to break it to her that I'm in no way taking this public.

Micah has this anxious look written all over him whenever I try to mention doing things that would require people who aren't strangers seeing us together. He doesn't blatantly object to these ideas or tell me he doesn't want to meet my family or friends but he does object to things that would be done within my pack grounds or his.

This leading me to speculate that he doesn't want to make this public. This raised a brow with both my best friends, Amanda thinking perhaps he lives a double life and Dani thinking he's in the mafia. How ridiculous, what kind of story do they think this is?

Anyway, I told them both that they're delusional and Micah will explain it all soon enough, we've only spent like a week and a half together. Known about one another for about three and a half weeks. How long do I feel like it has been? Like three months at least. My mom did always say that for someone with Alpha blood it takes little to no time for their bond to build and solidify.

Well I will have you all know that I'm losing it, one of these days I might slip up and let him know how much I like him. Just two days ago I almost tried to kiss him. I was both mortified and thankful when he pretended to not have seen my face zooming in.

As usual we stopped at the east border and he stared at me for a moment, smiling ever so slightly.

"You need to stop doing that." I say.

"Do what? Look at you?" He raises a brow.

I chuckle, "No, you geek. Stop looking at me like I'm going to disappear. I'm not going anywhere. I'm yours." His eyes instantly darkened. His wolf loving the sound of that.

He looked away from eyes, up at the night sky. He let out a sigh, "I'm sorry."

"No, no you don't have to apologise. Never. You just have to stop looking at me that way," I grabbed onto his hand, "Because I'm here to stay."

He smiled, "You're my greatest gift, Lerato."

Get your popcorn because here it comes folks,

He pulled me closer to you him and I tried my best on my tip toes to bring my face to his but he gently moved on, in a way to hug me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood flat, my head on his chest.

Yes. His chest. I don't even reach his shoulder, I would complain but seeing as my ear sits by his heart, I have no complaints, none whatsoever. I kept my head there for a while just listening to his heart beat.

"I have really important business to take care of so I might not see you for a while but I'll try. I just can't promise anything." He said.

"I understand." I stayed in place.

He lay his forehead on my head and sighed, "What I wouldn't give to be able to stay like this for eternity. It hasn't been long, I know but I really care about you Lerato. Please, whatever happens these next few days I need you to remember that. You are gifted from the moon and I am eternally grateful –"

"Young Luna," I heard from behind me, making me miss the last of Micah's words

"... I just wish she had sooner."

I mean, he could have completely let go of me and just completely walked away. I was so thankful the border patrol came when he did because if I had to respond to Micah's words I would have given myself away completely. Although I am upset I didn't hear the end of his sentence and once I had answered the patrol, letting him know I'll be with him shortly, Micah had already began walking away.

We were supposed to go for a run in wolf form yesterday but we couldn't because he was tied up. We postponed to today but I don't hold out much hope that it will happen.

It's already half past ten and that's already far too late. If he sees me in the late evening it's usually around six, it's never this late. Sighing I take the hint and change into my pyjamas, brush my teeth then wash my face. I pad barefoot on my soft and fuzzy white carpet making my way to my bed.

I live by myself, I left my parents place once I turned eighteen. Not because they're unbearable or anything. Just that the air is always thick with business and seriousness. TJ lives next door with his mate but he might as well still stay at home the way he's always there working with our parents. Sometimes I think he's more the Beta than Muzi. My father loves being in charge, he loves being Alpha and with all his kids being adults he doesn't see the need to step down because "who do I need to play with?"

The house being empty also doesn't help because he thinks he'll get bored staring at his wife and television set every day. Why doesn't he travel? He claims his done enough of that with going to meet other Alpha's and such. So Anathi and I's leaving also extended his reign. Neither one of us had found our mates when we left and now we both have.

My mom will be so excited when she finds out that I have found my mate too. There is nothing that excites her like the possibility of more grandchildren. TJ already has two, both boys. His mate, Neo, and I had a great laugh over the gender of the kids, joking that they're copying the three of us. Just like my mother Neo said she will try and try and try until she gets a girl. Luckily for my mom her wish was granted quickly, seeing as I am the last born.

Tapping on my window gets my attention and I look over at it, only to see pebbles hitting it. I roll my eyes at how childish this man I call my mate can be. I slip on my slippers and jacket, making my way down the stairs and out the door.

"Shit." He says seeing my appearance, "I thought as much that this is a little late. I'm sorry. I just had to see you."

"You know when I said I was a hopeless romantic who's in love with RomCom's. It wasn't code for do everything in my power to make Lerato's life turn into one." I gestured to my window and the boombox in his hand.

He dramatically rolls his eyes, "You sure do love making yourself the centre of your speculations," He scoffs, "This here boombox belongs to a friend, I was actually on my way to hand it to him so that he could serenade his girl through the window. He cancelled though, can you believe it, his girl didn't open the window. She just flew down the stairs too damn excited to see him."

Internally, I was freaking the fuck out.

First – he called me his girl!

Second – he is such a damn romantic

Third – my goddess I adore him

Externally all I did was laugh and he soon joined me. Placing the stereo on my porch he walked up to me and have me a tight squeeze and kiss on the forehead. He pulled back slightly so he could see into my eyes.

"I do have to leave very soon though, so we can't run tonight but what we can do is dance. I, regretfully so, never had the opportunity to dance with you at the Ball. So," He half kneeled with his one knee and held out his hand, "May I please have this dance?"

"Of course." I giggled.

He pressed play and a really mellow, soothing voice came blaring through the speakers, we walked a little down the drive way before he stopped and raised his right hand, I raised my left and put it against his.

It's been too long

To keep hangin' on now

And all the times I tried to run

But I can't ignore it

How I stay and it's a shame the way I want you

He was staring at me so intently as he usually does but for some reason at this moment it felt so much more intensified.

It's just words until I say them

What happens if I won't be around with you?

I had never heard this song before but it was beautiful, not really the song I'd choose as w first dance with my mate kind of song though.

I didn't put much thought into it though, I was just enjoying the artists voice and the feeling of being in my mates arms.

He sang the next line with the artist

"Cause we ain't never stay in the same place

I couldn't love you every day

Don't say I didn't warn you."

He stopped after those words, keeping his hands by my waist. At first he seemed to be having an internal battle with himself, maybe his wolf. I don't know which won but after a shake of his head and what sounded like "deal with the consequences later" he leaned in and kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer not wanting an inch of space between us.

I felt alive, I had never felt so aware of everything, my skin was tingling, my hairs all standing up, my breathing escalating, the sound of the gosh damn wind. Everything was so greatly intensified. I felt alive and he made me feel this way.

He pulled back, placing his head on my forehead. He looked deeply into my eyes and started, "Lerato, I can't -"

He was interrupted by the song that came on next,

Call my phone,

I don't wanna text you anymore.

My eyes shot up in pure excitement when I realised my current favourite Russ song was playing, "I fucking love this song!" I exclaimed, reaching my hands into the sky and swaying with the beat.

I just want to stop this Civil War, baby, please.

I had begun swinging my hips and singing along as my body moved rhymthically to the beat before I heard him laugh, "Oh shut up and join me. You can businessman your way back after this." I say, pulling him so he can dance too.

"I was never going to resist."