Chapter Four: Bad Moon Rising

Luka sat on the edge of the bed in the loft he'd rented. Tonight was the full moon, and for once, he dreaded it. He thought about chaining himself up, but knew that was futile. No chains could hold him when he let the beast out of it's cage unless they were enchanted. Besides, Kira had called him earlier wanting to meet him later this afternoon. He tried to tell her it wouldn't be a good idea, but she insisted, said she had something important to discuss. He knew he should have said no, but he wanted to see her too. It was more than just the mating bond that attracted him to her now. She'd defiantly stood up to him, refusing to be part of his mating process, and he respected her for that. Truthfully, that might have been the moment he started to fall for her. None of that mattered now though. The full moon would rise soon, and after tonight she'd hate him forever.

Later that afternoon, Luka picked up Kira and they headed to one of the local clubs. He went to the bar and ordered her a drink. When he gave her the drink, she asked, "Is something wrong, Luka? You've been awfully quiet." Since she had made up her mind about him, she was already nervous about tonight, and he wasn't making matters any better.

"No. I'm sorry. My mind is just on some other things right now." he replied. He felt incredibly guilty. Enough that he was about to warn her about tonight. He could hold the beast in for awhile, but when the moon rose highest in the sky, he'd lose his grip for sure. "Kira, I nee-"

"Dance with me." she interrupted him. She sat her drink down and grab his hand as she lead him over to the dance floor.

Luka wrapped his hands around her waist as they slowly moved to the live music that was being played. "For Hekate's sake, Luka. Lighten up." Kira said.

"Who is that anyways?" he asked, trying to take his mind off their impending doom.

"Hekate? She's the goddess we worship. In the beginning of Wiccae, there were three goddess witches, sisters. Hela was purely good, Häxa was purely evil, and Hekate is a mixture of both."

"So, you worship someone who is part evil?"

"She's a balance. We believe it's all about the balance. All good is bad. The universe can't handle all creation without destruction. It's like, too much sun will give you a desert." she tried to explain.

"I suppose that makes sense." he said as he twirled her around the dance floor.

Luka was stiff with stress, and this dance was nothing like their first one. He was rough and unbalanced. He'd even stepped on Kira's toes once and after his apology, Kira decided to try and turn the night around. "Luka, I've been thinking.." Kira started, but that was all he heard. The moon was starting to rise and he knew he had to hold the beast in as long as he could. "Luka?" Kira gasped in surprise as he started to shake slightly. He let go of her and ran out the door.

 He made it to the next ally over before he couldn't run anymore. He dropped to the ground and dug his claws into the concrete. He could feel the beast fighting to get out, but he fought back.

 Kira was completely oblivious to the inner turmoil Luka was going through. She raced down to find him on the ground. "What the hell, Luka?" she asked.

"The full moon. You doona want tae be here." he growled.

"Bu..but you said you could fight it!" she exclaimed.

"I lied, and I'm truly sorry, but you are goin' tae have to fuss at me later. Right now you need tae run. I doona know how long I can hold it."

"Luka, please. Not like this." she said as she took a few steps back.

"RUN!" he howled as he tore deeper into the concrete.

Kira took off. She was petrified. The look in his ice blue eyes had been wild and crazy. He looked like he was on the verge of losing all control and she knew she needed to be far away from him when that happened.




 Kira thought she had made it at least a few miles from the club, but she had no idea where she was. Her dress was ripped, she was muddy, one of the heels on her shoes had broken, and her hair was fun of leaves and twigs. She'd also fallen over a stump and twisted her ankle. This wasn't turning out to be the romantic night she'd had in mind. How fucking stupid could I be? I was dating a Lykae and I didn't think it would be wise to keep up with the moon cycle? How did I even make it alive to see five centuries? she thought, angry with herself . She sighed and starting walking again. Please don't find me, Luka. I don't want it to happen this way. she thought as she made her way through the woods. She heard a twig snap behind her and she completely froze. She slowly turned around and there he was, completely naked, covered in dirt. She trembled as he roared. "Luka, please. I beg you." she said frantically. He looked at the frightened look on his mate's face. He'd never been ashamed of what he was, until right now. Kira watched as Luka took a step closer to her. He raised his claw tipped hand and petted her face gently. The look in his eyes told Kira that he didn't want this anymore than she did, but he couldn't control it. His beast side already had one leg out of the cage, and soon he'd be running the show. Luka was trying to calm her down before it fully emerged. "Doona want tae hurt you. Canna hold on much longer." he rasped out. "Maith dom." he gasped out in Gaelic, forgive me.

Kira took a deep breath. The self-loathing radiating from him pulled on her heartstrings. She had planned on sleeping with him tonight. This wasn't the way she had intended it to go, but it looked like this was what she was getting. If she fought him, she knew he would never forgive himself for it, and when he petted her face to try to sooth her, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She loved him, and she didn't want him to hate himself for what was about to happen. She closed her eyes to gather up her courage. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to the ground. There she stood in front of him, as naked as he was. He stepped closer to her, and kissed her. It became more frantic as he let his hands explore her body. He cupped her breast and lightly squeezed as he nibbled on her neck. Kira moaned in his ear, and the sound almost made him lose control completely, but he was determined to mate with her before the beast broke free. He held on by a thread as his mouth moved down to her breast and he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting. As he went to the other nipple, his hand slid down her belly. She rolled her hips up for his touch. Before he obliged, he bit off his claws, so he wouldn't hurt her. He let his finger slip through her folds to find her already slick with wetness. She was tense at first, but started to relax as his finger went deeper inside of her. He withdrew only to return with two fingers, while circling her clitoris with his thumb. Her panting began to quicken, and when she announced she was close, he stopped, making her need him as much as he needed her.



 With his palm flat against her lower back, he bent her over, pressing her face into the dirt. He ran his clawed hand down her back, lightly scratching her, as he admired the view of his mate. Her ass was in the air, waiting, trembling with anticipation. He slapped her ass and grunted with approval at her surprised yelp. "Luka, please." she begged, needing to be filled by him. Luka plugged into her all the way to the hilt. Kira yelled out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Luka threw back his head and roared so loudly, she could feel the vibrations from his chest. He made himself pause, so she could get accustomed to him, murmuring praises to her in Gaelic. When she was used to his size, he pulled out and plunged into her again, going deeper than she thought possible. Both were mindless with pleasure as he took her in the dirt.



 Luka withdrew from her, and guided her over to a tree. She spread her legs and leaned against it. He pounded into her once more. She dug her nails into the tree, as she began coming closer to climax. "Yes! Don't stop, Luka" she panted, as he continued to drive into her.

Luka bent down to find the soft spot at Kira's neck. He opened his mouth and sunk his fangs into her neck, marking her as his. Kira screamed as the waves of pleasure rolled over her as she began to orgasm. It was one like she'd never had before. Her body shuddered with every wave until she was sated. Luka quickly followed her, mindlessly pumping in to her with his fangs still in her neck, until he ejaculated into her with a broken yell against her skin. He reluctantly released his bite, but remained inside of her, throbbing and needing to drive into her again. So he dragged her to the ground with him.

This time he let her ride him, as the moon reached it's apex, and there was no way he could keep the beast in any longer. He roared in pleasure as she moaned his name, and they both gave themselves up to the beast within him.

The sun started to rise as the beast returned to his cage, completely satisfied. Neither one of them knew what tonight would bring them, but they also couldn't have guessed it would end this way. After almost eight hundred years, Luka had finally claimed his mate, and she'd let him. He never imagined he could have held the beast back long enough to mate with her, but he suspected he'd jump through fiery hoops for her, if that's what she wanted. Kira laid cuddled into his arms and swiftly fell asleep. Luka looked down at her neck and noticed how hard he'd mark her. With her being Other he didn't want to take any chances. Kira softly murmured his name in her sleep. He smiled and pulled her closer to him. He wasn't sure what eternity had in store for them, but in this moment he'd never felt more alive, and he knew it was all because of her.


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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Wow, you guys. I didn't mean for that to be sort of graphic, and I am totally blushing over here. Hopefully the sexy time scene lived up to everyone's expectations. I'm going to be on pins and needles waiting to hear what everyone thought about it.
This concludes their life in "New York." In my next chapter, we will be traveling 30 years into the future, which surprisingly will be no different from the present, to New Orleans. I really had no choice in this, since I messed up with Kira's vision of the future, and I don't have enough things to write about to fill up 30 years. Lol. Also, thanks to Melissa's suggestion, Emmalina, from my Burkhart legacy that sadly died, will be making a special appearance in my next chapter. She seems to be having trouble with a certain vampire who claims she's his bride. *wink, wink*
Also, for Luka's accent, after some research, I decided to replace "to" with "tae." Hopefully that's right. I don't want to get to crazy with it, else some people might find it hard to follow. Also the Gaelic I used was actually Irish. I tried so hard to find the word "Forgive" in Scottish Gaelic all over Google, but apparently it doesn't exist, so I gave up and used Irish. I'm guessing most of you would have never known that if I hadn't sad something, but I didn't want anyone to get offended, so I just wanted to clarify that error.
As always, thanks to everyone who reads and comments. My favorite part is reading everyone's reactions, and the comments on this chapter should be entertaining to say the least.