Candlelit dinner

Elijah was picking wild blueberries from Devon's garden after she informed him that these fruits contain certain beneficial components that may aid in my recovery. However, despite the fact that I felt completely fine and stronger than before, they still wanted the best for me. We were currently taking full advantage of the opportunity given to us by the white witch. In the meantime, I was sitting here on the couch, staring at my glass of water from the center table.

My mind couldn’t seem to escape the notion that I had caught a glimpse of a memory from my past and it flashed before my eyes out of nowhere. It was an elderly lady who grabbed my hand, and the next thing I knew, I was lying on the grass outside of that church. After putting all the puzzle pieces of this possibility together, I had a strong feeling that the elderly lady was none other than Devon's mother, and my mind kept telling me that she was the reason why I was unable to shift when I came of the right age.

But why? If my gut feeling was true, what was her reason why she casted a spell on me? What did I do wrong in the past that angered someone to seek help from a witch to curse me? My mind was clouded with all these possibilities and questions. I assumed that my twin sister, Astrid, might have the answer that would clarify and clear everything.

"Why do I believe that she was a part of this?"

I felt a sense of dread as I considered the possibility that my twin sister was involved in what happened to me in the church when we were young, and that this was the reason I was cursed.

With these thoughts I had in mind, I grew increasingly concerned about what I would discover if I finally located Astrid and once she told me her version of the story. Looking back, it was evident to me that she had a strong affection for Leo, and I recalled the birthday celebration that took place, to which Leo had invited me first and then said I could tag my twin sister, Astrid.

Two days prior to that event, Astrid and I were walking in the forest to carry some goods that were needed by our father. I was shocked when I stumbled onto my feet and the next thing I knew, Leo caught me and it was at that moment that our lips touched. It turned out to be a kiss, but for me, it was only a mere accident. I pushed him away, and after that, I saw Astrid’s face get furious when we arrived home. I recalled her running upstairs and saying she didn’t want to join us to eat dinner.

As a result of my concern, I went to check on her that night, and she informed me that she would no longer be attending Leo's birthday celebration on the weekend as previously planned. It shocked me as she was too excited on the previous days. That night, I had trouble sleeping because a lot of thoughts were racing through my head. I got out of bed, and a part of me wanted to look through Astrid’s journal to see what was wrong with her. I hoped to find out what was causing her distress.

When I spotted a sketch of Leo on one of the pages, my eyes widened as she confessed by writing a small letter under that sketch that she was in fact head over heels in love with him. When I went to close her journal, I was surprised to see Astrid approaching from behind me. That night was hard for me because I could tell that she was getting angry and she asked why I was standing in front of her study table.

I lied out of fear that she would be fuming mad at me, and I was a bad liar as a result of my dishonesty. Of course, she would not think that I was only attempting to locate a book that I could read in order to be sleepy because I was having trouble sleeping at that moment. As per the grim expression on her face, she was even more distraught than before. She didn't say anything and simply told me to go back to sleep. I took a long, deep breath and returned to my bed.

I returned back to my senses when Elijah opened the door with some fruits that he picked from the garden. I craned my neck a little bit to see what was inside of his basket and saw some raw meat.

“I will cook our dinner. I bet you are already hungry after what we all did from the sacred falls,” he said, then went to the kitchen to prepare the food.

I only gave him a sweet smile and watched him from where I was seated.

“Such a beautiful sight to see,” I muttered to myself.

As Elijah Montreal prepared a meal for me, I couldn’t help but feel so touched, thinking about all those things that he endured in order to come and find me. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn't be able to come here and somehow partially heal from the curse. If I was able to locate Devon’s mother, I would be completely free and could shift as expected. I had high hopes that it would be the outcome of my attempt to find the witch. I would do everything to find the missing puzzle in my misery, as that was the only way I could resolve this conflict I lived by.

After a while, Elijah called me to eat dinner with him, and I was surprised as he also lit some candles.

“I got this from Devon,” he said after lighting up all the candles.

What was even more surprising was that the candles started floating around our table. My eyes widened, but then I realized that only a witch could do this trick. I glanced at them with a smile on my face.

“They look so beautiful,” I exclaimed.

The meal preparation was so exquisite too. I recalled seeing meals like this back in their mansion.

"How are you able to do this in such a short amount of preparation?" I asked him curiously.

“Perhaps this is what they call the power of love," he said and chuckled a bit, which made me stunned for a moment. He then continued, "Before, I was only imagining things that I wanted to do once I got to meet my mate. Now that it's happened, let me show you how much I love you.” Then he gave me a sweet smile.

My heart thumped out loud as his eyes locked onto mine. I couldn’t maintain eye contact with him as my chest was loaded with a lot of emotions I felt for him, and so I surrendered to his charm. He then led me to my seat and pulled it for me. He then opened a bottle of wine and poured it into my glass. I enjoyed the stake he prepared and the floating candles surrounding us. I gasped when I heard a melody from a violin, and a piano.

"Where’s that coming from?" I asked Elijah while he was slicing his steak. He then glanced above, and when I followed his glare from the high ceiling, my eyes widened as I saw the mural painting was kind of moving. The clouds on the mural were gliding, and I saw small children with wolf faces who were playing the violin and piano.

"How is that possible?" I exclaimed, as I was amazed and curious at the same time.

“As soon as I lit up the magic candles that Devon provided earlier from the garden, she said that something magical would happen from the ceiling,” he further explained.

"Thank you, Elijah, you made me so happy tonight," I said to him, realizing that this would be one of my favorite moments with him.

"Let’s toast to celebrating our love tonight," Elijah remarked, and I raised my glass and made a toast with him.

We both sipped on our wine glass while locking our eyes together. This was something that I only dreamt of when I was a kid. To have someone who would truly love and accept my flaws and would help me to become a better version of myself would be a blessing. Despite the fact that I had given up hope of ever finding him, the Moon Goddess made it possible for us to be together. Somehow, if the switch hadn’t happened and I hadn’t spared my twin Astrid, maybe I would not have met him. At first, I questioned the Moon Goddess about why I was cursed and didn’t find my mate, but here I was looking at my handsome mate.

“How I wish we could just live here forever, right?” I uttered softly a few minutes after we started eating.

“That’s exactly what I am thinking about. Maybe we can stay longer here. There’s no point in going back right away. We can take our time, Atasha. You don’t need to train so hard, and even if you couldn’t shift into your wolf form, it’s fine with me. There’s no need for you to prove your worth to everyone. You’re my mate and will be my Luna no matter what happens." He then sliced a piece of meat on his plate and then glanced back at me. “Let’s treat this like a vacation. We will only face hardships and headaches once we go back to the Crimson Moon land. This is our sweet escape, and I want to spend more time with you,” he further added, then reached my hand that was resting on the table. He gently rubbed my knuckles with his fingers.

“Elijah . . .” I uttered as I looked at him.

He then moved his body towards me and kissed me on the lips. We both rose to our feet and began kissing passionately.

“Atasha, you’re so beautiful, I can’t get enough of you . . .” he said in his deep tone of voice.

Without further ado, he carried me and put me on the kitchen counter. While I was sitting on top of the kitchen counter, he began to remove his shirt, and my hands touched his broad shoulders. His body was warm, and my eyes couldn’t help but scan him all the way down to his abs. I touched his firm abs, then embraced him when he started to kiss me passionately on the lips.

“Your lips were so delicious, I just can’t stop . . .” he mumbled under his breath, in between our kisses.

My hands traveled through his body as if they had a life of their own. They went down and slowly grabbed his rear, then slowly tied him up to unzip his pants.

“Can’t wait for any longer, baby?” he managed to ask while kissing me, this time roughly.

He then removed his pants. While I was sitting on the kitchen counter, I moved my body forward towards him as I reached for his crotch and gently massaged it. He was still wearing his boxers and we were still kissing. He then began kissing me down my neck and gently nibbled on my right ear.

“Oh fuck, Elijah . . .” I let out a sweet moan.

While he was kissing me gently on the side of my neck, his hands gently rubbed my inner thighs. He then stopped kissing me and removed my pants and underwear. He gently touched and rubbed my slit, and it was dripping wet.

“Oh my . . . Elijah, yes . . .” I let out another moan. My hips started to grind slowly. His fingers continued rubbing my wet sex, and it sent waves of sensation through my entire body.

I hugged him tightly, catching my breath when his fingers started to move faster.

“I love your moans. It is so sexy,” Elijah uttered to my ears which made me go wild.

My right hand then made its way to his length and started rubbing it. He was still wearing his boxers, so my hands went inside to grab him. It was hard and it turned me on even more, so I began jerking him, making him groan.

“Sorry, did it hurt?” I whispered to his ear, worried that I might have hurted him.

“I just love the way you touch it,” he responded and gave me a kiss on my lips.

I instantly felt his finger slide within me and break away from his kiss as I let out a loud moan. It was like three fingers were pounding me as he was still giving me a passionate kiss. My body reacted, and I started wiggling my hips, accepting each pound from his hands. With each thrust, I was catching my breath while his mouth was all over my lips.

“Baby, you’re so tight. Can I fuck you all day?” he mumbled under his breath, which made me go insane. My sex was wetter and I was humiliated as I began peeing and I cummed at the same time. I ended up embracing him tightly.

“Yes, Elijah. You can do me all day,” I said as I cried out of such pleasure.

He then released himself from my embrace and removed his boxers. I gasped as the veins on his length were more evident.

“Please put it on me,” I pleaded, my hand reached for him and grabbed his shaft.

He then fixed my hair and gave me one sweet peck on my lips.

“You turned me on so bad that I feel I can crush you in an instant but I don’t want to break our bed so let’s use the dining table instead,” he whispered to my ear that sent shivers down my spine.

He immediately snapped his fingers, which made the lit candles vanish, then the plates from the table were also gone.

“I didn’t know you’re a magician,” I said and chuckled.

“I asked Devon some tricks,” he said, then he carried me to the dining table.

My back was lying horizontally on the tabletop, and both of my hands were holding onto the edges of the table. As Elijah stood, bent at the knees and raised himself, my hips were resting on his torso and my feet were on his rear. Without a word, his big and hard shaft went inside me and began pounding me aggressively.

“Fuck, Elijah . . .” I muttered as I didn’t expect how fast he would go.

A loud sound was forming from each thrust we made. Our flesh was like clapping. I cried out with each thrust he made.

“Does it hurt so bad, baby?” he asked, we were both catching our breath while he was still pounding my sex. His other hand was holding on to my knee while the other was fondling my breast.

“You’re so beautiful and sexy/. I can’t help it, Atasha . . .” He moaned and he was now more aggressive. I cried out, and my body was already dripping with sweat and the table was starting to produce a squeaking sound. If we continue with this kind of intensity, we might break it. But I began moving my hips up and loving the pressure he gave my body.

“Elijah, make me cum!’ I yelled. I couldn’t even recognize my own voice anymore.

“I’m about to cum, baby,” he said and I begged not to pull and put his cum inside of my sex.

We suddenly crashed to the floor as the table broke with such force. My body was also crushed by Elijah. To the ground. I felt his hot body and couldn’t help but embrace it.

We chuckled but then he started planting soft kisses on my shoulder.

"Let’s continue this in our bed?" he said in his deep voice.