October 10, Saturday

Isabella laughs loudly barely breathing. The people around us stare with weird faces but she doesn't care. That's what I like out her. Even in a place full of snobby rich bitches, she can still be herself. She'll be a perfect Luna.

Isabella finally stops laughing but still had a grin on her face. She takes a bite of her pasta before looking up at me. "Don't watch me eat." Isabella tells me. I laugh lightly and continue to eat my food. I just can't stand not looking at her or touching her.

"I'll be back. I need to use the restroom." Isabella says getting up. I watch her closely as she walks down the hall to the bathrooms.

Tonight was the night I was going to tell her about being Luna. I wanted it to be special where there was no way she could reject me.

Yes, I know that makes me selfish but there's no possible way I can live without her. I thought maybe I could but I can't.

What should I say? Should I even say it here? Maybe I should wait till we are alone? God why do I feel nervous?

Fuck me. She makes me feel everything at once. I suppose that is what a mate is. Someone that can flip the switch inside of you. Make you happier.

Snapping me out of my thoughts Isabella sits back down in her chair. She takes a deep breath before taking a drink of her lemonade out of a whine glass. Yeah.

"Grayson." Isabella says trying to catch my attention but I was already looking at her. Paying full attention to every detail on her beautiful face.

"Yes princess." I say and she blushes. I love when she blushes. I love when she breathes. I love the sound of her voice....

"Cara told me I was your mate." Isabella says softly making my brows furrow. Cara. Of course she told her.

"I already heard most of what a mate is. But I thought since you are my mate you could explain it." She says softly flipping her eyes to mine. I melt the moment they meet mine. Those green eyes.

"I'm guessing you heard about being Luna." I say leaning back into my chair. At least we were more secluded in this part of the restaurant.

"Yes, that I would help run the pack. And that me and you are soulmates." I could tell she was scared that I would be upset. Which I am that Cara got to tell her first but I'll bring that up to her later.

"If you bite me, what will happen?" She asks with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. I pick up my chair and move it closer to her. I needed to be close to her.

"If I bite you, it will hurt at first because your human. But after awhile it will feel good. I won't have a mark but wherever I mark you, I'll be able to feel it to. That mark will be left on your skin for all to see. And wolfs will be able to smell it to so they will know your mine." I say softly trying not to scare her.

"How will I feel?" I could feel her getting closer to me. Her legs brushed up against mine sending a jolt to my heart.

"You'll be in love. You won't be able to leave me. You'll never be able to love someone else with the same feelings you'll have for me."

"Will I get superpowers?" Isabella says and I smile.

"Only wolfs get superpowers. Sorry. But for me I'll be able to feel what your feeling. I won't be able to read your thoughts, just if your sad, happy or angry. It's like being tied to together. We both can changes each others emotions in seconds."

Isabella looked lost in thought. Had she already thought about this? Cara did already tell her. My heart was pounding out of my chest, wondering what she would say.

"Will I turn into a werewolf?" I look down as her hands that are in her lap. She repeatedly pulls her ring off and on again. She's nervous.

"Only if you wanted. But we will talk about that later. When you decide." I say feeling my throat swell up. What happened if she says she doesn't want me? What will I do? I'll probably die.

"Well I'll need a little while to think about it if that's ok with you. I think I already know my decision just I need more time. But in the meantime, will you be my boyfriend?" Isabella says softly making my heart jump out my chest.

She wants me to be her boyfriend? So that means she's really considering being mine. Mine to hold and love every second of every day. Someone I can trust and lay on when I'm sad.

"Yes." I say before slamming my lips onto hers. She immediately wraps her small arms around my head and plays with my hair. I lean in closer holding onto her hips tightly. I'm so happy I don't even know how to express myself.

Acquainted by The Weekend