AUTHOR'S POV
At this very moment, Scott thought of wrestling Apollo down. 'Traitor! That's my Luna!!', this thought kept screaming in his mind, rounding his fists in his pockets.
"I apologize for disturbing you, I couldn't control the horse.. I guess he likes to play in the waves", Diana said forcing a smile. Somehow, she's speculating that this man with striking physique is someone valuable in this island. 'How could I be so careless?', getting caught red-handed she thought. Diana, all worried, stared at Scott waiting for his reply.
Scott was too flustered to say something. Her dress is showing so much skin. He couldn't even breathe properly. The more he take in the alluring scent of hers, the more he becomes captivated. For a while now, he wanted to grab his Luna from the saddle, and trap her in his arms. Avoiding an eye contact that might make him do regrettable things, he struggled to look at Apollo... diverting all his attention to his horse until he's ready to face her with clearer intentions. In the corner of his mind, Scott got a little confused with how she's treating him. Shouldn't she be looking at him with twinkling eyes and warm smiles?
As Scott was about to touch Apollo's face, Diana suddenly waved like saying not to do so. "Do you know him? They say he bites", she said.
"That's my horse," Scott mer her worried eyes. Keeping his words as minimal as possible so that she won't notice that he is so undeniably into her.
"Oh really??", Diana exclaimed with her eyes wide open. Electrified that this man is not only just a possible island owner, but also the owner of Apollo. She suddenly remembered when Isavelle told her that Apollo is mean like his owner. She gestured to dismount Apollo, thinking that this man of few words could be really mad right now.
"Need help?", Scott offered his hand.
"No, it's o…ka… Ah! ", she gasped when a large wave startled Apollo who then leaned on the rear making Diana fall directly towards Scott. Scott caught her, as they both flop on the sand. He embraced her with his hand protecting her head, and his other hand on her waist.
As she open her eyes, she found her self in a very awkward position. Laying on top of Scott, she could tell how is lean and fit he is. He smell of peppermint and tobacco, something she isn't really a fan of. She looked at him, whose eyes were still tightly closed. Nigh, this man is surely attractive, she thought. With his thick brows, perfect nose, sharp jaw and thin lips. Scott opened his eyes and stared right into Diana's nearing face. He clenched his jaw hoping the time would stop while his Luna was in his arms. Diana felt her ears warm up realizing that she has been staring for too long. She immediately got up, fixed her dress and felt sorry for falling into him. This is the first time that she ever got this close to a man. Scott snapped out of it as soon as she moved away. He wet his lip, and sighed shakily. His self control is all over the place, tested savagely by his Luna.
"Are.. are you alright? I am so sorry!", she offered her hand to help him get up. His silence made her think that he truly got hurt and might be ultimately infuriated by now.
Scott refused her hand, for he might not be able to let it go as soon as he touched it. "I'm fine, thanks", he said nervously as he stood up swiftly. "From where you are from, is it legal to just take something without permission?" … 'Like my heart,?', he could have added. "So….who gave you an access to the stable?", Scott curiously asked, shaking the sand off from his already wet clothes. Actually, he was more than surprised to see how gentle and obedient Apollo was to Diana, but what if he was mean like how he it is to others? It would've hurt her. Ever since Apollo was passed on to him when his father died, Apollo was only loyal and kind to him. So as to why he never let other people touch Apollo, or merely ride him.
Diana was petrified hearing how authoritative he was, he even refused her hand. 'Crap he's really mad', She shrugged it off and pulled her hand back. "I'm sorry, I went there on my own. I didn't know guests are not allowed there", she apologized sincerely. Well, who wouldn't be angry when someone uses any of your possessions without permission. Diana took responsibility, understanding that it's her entirely fault.
Scott held Apollo's reins and scratched its neck. "He's indifferent with other people. How come he's calm with you?", he tried his best to conceal his admiration for you, keeping his eyes on Apollo as he caress its mane.
"Maybe he saw something good in me?", something good even when she snuck a ride with Apollo she thought. "I don't want to take so much of your time, Sir. I'll take Apollo back to the stables now. Again, I'm so sorry and this won't happen again", trying to get rid of Scott from a very embarrassing situation she took place in.
"It's Scott. Hmmm.. Are you done riding then?", he asked as he glance at Diana. Admittedly and almost unbelievable for two wolves to imprint one each other, Scott felt like he's being pushed away by his Luna.
"I've enjoyed so much already, Scott. I'm Diana", she smiled meeting Scott's eyes while caressing Apollo's soft shiny mane gently. His stiffness made their organic encounter fiddly.
Scott felt like his heart stopped beating when she smiled. He compressed his lips into thin tight line, refusing to smile back. 'Diana…', a beautiful name that fits a beautiful lady. Her eyes were more beautiful than the blue sea up close, and her lips were red as the blazing fire. He grabbed Apollo's reins and clicked his tongue. "Let's go then", he said.
Diana didn't like the idea of Scott coming with her to return Apollo to the stables, nevertheless, she decided to refrain herself to argue with him. The went on ahead as they both stood on each side of Apollo, holding his reins. As she follow Scott's lead, the way back to the stables seemed much shorter and navigable.
There's a long silence all the way to the stable. Scott struggled badly in the presence of his Luna. Her scent is too intoxicating, giving him wild imaginations imploding in his chest. As an Alpha, his imprint is magnified along with all of its expressions of fondness. In his mind, he have touched and kissed Diana in all ways possible. He couldn't help but steal many glances at her. Noticeably, she frowns from time to time. 'What is she thinking?', he asked himself. In fact, there's so many things that he wanted to ask, but no words came out.
Diana can't find the words to say. The dead air on their way to the stable was too loud, walking with Scott is unbearable. She kept on thinking what to say to Scott, worried that he would be furious and go frenzy among the children because of her persistence to ride Apollo. She kept fidgeting with her hand in her pocket, unable to read his composed facade. With Scott keeping his silence, Diana assumed that he might be thinking of ways to punish her accomplices. She could only blame herself immensely for forcing the children and putting them in a tough situation.
Diana could almost see the fences when she decided to turn to Scott on the other side. Scott was taken aback, tightening his grip in the reins. "Please don't get mad at the children", she pleaded, meeting him eye to eye. "It's really my fault, I insisted". Scott was caught off guard, seeing Diana stand too close before him.