Broken Moon

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AN: I know that this chapter may be confusing, but I will unravel the mystery of Matteo Alejandro soon. I will give you a sneak peak about him at the end of the chapter. But if you want to know more, you will have to read. I hope that you like it!

What Took You So Long?

How did he know my name? I wanted to know everything about him. He knew something about me and I intended to find out.

"You know Moon?" Embry asked surprised. "How?"

"I, um," he said, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "I don't think I want to tell you." Matteo said impishly.

Embry growled and held on tightly to me. "I will respect your decision. But if you have come to hurt Moon, I will kill you." Embry said angrily.

"I won't ever hurt her." Matteo said, grimacing at Embry.

"Let's hope that it stays that way." he gritted at Matteo.

Nahuel stood in front of Matteo and placed a hand on his arm. "Calm down, Matteo." he ordered.

Matteo was slightly trembling and I feared that those two were going to fight. I didn't want any of them to get hurt. I didn't want to see Matteo or Embry in pain.

I felt too overprotective of Embry and of Matteo. I didn't understand why, but there was this feeling in my heart. It was the perpetual need to keep them both safe. What was this feeling that kept tugging at my heart? It was fear mixed with anticipation and love. I was in love with the man that stood in front of me. I feared him, because in his eyes, I could see the suffering that he carried in his soul. I could feel the hurt that he carried, as if it was my own.

I loved and loathed him. My love for him, wasn't the lusty, I need you baby, kinda love. It was a tender, soft and gentle love. It was stronger than myself. I didn't want to be physically with him. I did feel a strong connection to him... but why? Many questions danced freely around my head. I wanted to know Matteo.

I loved him, like I loved Diego, my father, Jake, Edward and my uncles Jazz, Emmett and the twins, Romeo and Max. I loved him, like a sibling or close relative, but he scared me. His smile was so sweet and I wanted to touch the dimples on his cheeks. I wanted to stare at his blue eyes. Those blue eyes were the reason why I needed to protect him. They held the secrets that hid behind his soul.

"Matteo," I said, drawling on his name. It was a faint whisper but he heard it.

"Yes, Matteo Alejandro." he said, smiling happily at me. His eyes didn't leave my sight. We were just staring shamelessly at each other. I was still leaning against Embry for support. I felt safe with him beside me.

"It's n-nice to meet you." I said softly, pressing my body back against Em. He placed his arms around my neck and held me softly against him. Embry kissed the crown of my head and whispered I love you in my ear. I would never forget it!

"The same here, Mallory Moon." he grinned. "It is a pleasure meeting you."

"Matteo," Embry said, a hint of jealousy in his voice. "Where are you from?"

"Um," he said, his eyes still on me. "I am from Sequim, WA." Returning his eyes to me. I knew that he found me curious.

"I was born in Sequim, WA, too." I said jovially.

Embry grunted and tightened his hold on me. "How old are you?"

"Why do you want to know?" Matteo asked annoyed.

"Just curious." Embry mumbled.

Oh, man! These two didn't like each other. I didn't want Matteo to leave without telling me about his life. I knew that if he talked about his past, I would understand why I felt so happy to have him in my life.

"Would you like to come to the mansion and meet the rest of the family? I asked quickly. "You too Nahuel." I added swiftly, turning my face to smile at him. "I bet that my grandmother would be delighted to see you again. If it wasn't for you, she would not be here and I'm sure that we would not be having this conversation with you." I smiled at him, as I took Embry's arms off me.

"Sure, it would be a pleasure." Nahuel said, bobbing his head at me and giving Matteo a strange look..

"Well," Embry paused, taking my hand possessively and pulling me to his side. "Follow us."

We walked silently back to the mansion. I would give Matteo side-glances and turned to look forward when his eyes met mine. I notice that Embry was slightly trembling, but stopped, when I ran my hand through his arm affectionately. "I love you, Embry. Don't forget it!" I said to him, using my ability. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable or uneasy at my sudden attention to Matteo.

When we reached the backdoor that led to the kitchen of the mansion, I saw Matteo and Nahuel exchanged looks. Those two had a secret and it definitely had something to do with me.

"Are you alright, Matteo?" Embry asked, when he noticed that Matteo turned rigid.

"I am fine." he mumbled, offering us a forced smile. I could feel his discomfort. I didn't understand why, but I felt his emotions as if they were mine. I couldn't explain it, I just could feel them.

"Are you sure?" I asked worriedly, still holding Em's hand tightly.

He nodded and gave me a genuine smile. "I'm fine, Luna." he said tenderly.

Did called me Luna? I felt my heart beating hard against my chest. Why? Why did he make me feel happy and somewhat complete? Did he feel what I felt?

"Alright then, let's go inside." Embry said impatiently, as he opened the door and practically dragged me inside behind him.

Nahuel and Matteo followed us. "This is a beautiful kitchen." Matteo said, as he looked around the vast kitchen.

"It's a large house. There are still rooms that are unused." I said, not knowing why I was providing him such private information. "My little sisters and brother are here. My parents and grandparents are here too."

"I bet." Matteo laughed, turning his face to me. Our eyes met and I felt pity for him. "I bet that you had a very blessed childhood."

I shook my head and sighed. "I wish I did. But I had a very sad childhood. But it's all in the past."

"You did?" he asked curiously.

"I did, Matteo. What about you?" I asked intrigued. "Where did you grow up?" I asked interested.

Embry sighed frustrated and removed his hand from mine. I looked up at him and slumped my shoulders, because I didn't feel safe anymore.

"I'll go get Seth, Jake and the rest of our family." he said harshly. Yes, Embry, I am going to marry you and my family will be yours!

"Come back soon, please." I said gloomily, staring at his face. "Please, Em, come back soon." I begged. He nodded at me and then turned to Nahuel.

"Come, I'll take you to see Nessie. I bet that she would like to speak to you." he said haughtily. "I'll be back soon."

"Sure." Nahuel said, giving Matteo a strange look. When they left I turned to Matteo.

"It's strange to see a person of your skin color with blue eyes. They remind me of my mother's."

"Is your mother a sweet woman?"

"The best!" I said excitedly.

"What about your father?" he asked, walking towards the counter and leaning against it. I stared at him and studied his features. He was Native American. He was tall, probably six feet and five inches or more. His hair was long and it fell a little below his chin.

"The greatest!" I said, offering him a smile. "How about yours?"

He sighed and his eyes turned sad. "I didn't grow up with them. I did meet my father and mother briefly." he added, smiling despondently at me.

"What happened?" I asked, walking closer to him.

"He thought I was dead." he said softly, staring down at me.

"They thought? How is that?" Please, tell me!

"I was born without a heartbeat. They thought I was dead." he said glumly.

"Then you were dead." I said as matter-of-factly.

He laughed and ran his hand through his face. "Technically, I was, but then again... I am not a hundred percent human. " he said, smirking. "I am a special young man." he said teasingly.

"Explain, please." I said confused.

"Well," he paused, smiling at me. "I can tell you certain things, because I am not a completely sure of what I am... but, I..." he trailed off, when he heard my family approaching.

"You were saying." I said impatiently. I wanted to know everything about him. Damn, I needed to know what he was and why did I feel this way. I wanted to protect him and care for him. I felt spiritually closed to him.

"Um," he laughed nervously, and stared at the kitchen entrance. "I don't want to be rude, but I don't think that I feel that comfortable explaining myself to you... not yet." he said softly, turning his face to me.

"I understand. I know how you must feel." I said sadly. Didn't he trust me? Or did he have ulterior motives with my family?

"You really don't understand." he said sharply. "I don't think that anyone can ever understand, what I feel and what I went through."

"Of course," I paused, and silently wished that my family didn't enter the kitchen. I needed to have more time to speak with Matteo. There was something that he was hiding from me.

"How old are you?" I asked him. "And please be honest with me."

He placed his hand on the counter and sighed. "Your same age." he said sternly.

"Twenty?" I lied, expecting him to correct me.

"Seventeen, goof ball." he laughed.

"How did you know my name?" I asked him curiously. "And how do you know my age? And why don't I know a thing about you, Matteo?" I said desperately.

"I think that I can answer that." he grinned lightheartedly. "Can I touch your face, Luna?"

I nodded, but he hesitated. He took a step closer to me and sighed. "I won't hurt you. I would never hurt you, Mallory Moon Black-Clearwater." he said seriously.

"Well?" I asked impatiently. "Hurry up, Matteo Alejandro."

He walked up to me and cupped my face in his large hands. I could feel the warmth of his hands and immediately knew what he was. I closed my eyes and started seeing his thoughts. Tears began to fall down my face and I wanted to wail loudly. I understood why I felt his pain. I knew why I felt the need to protect him

"Why are you crying, Moon?" he asked me sadly, wiping my tears with his thumb. "You don't have to be sad anymore. I will protect you." he said, placing a kiss on my forehead.

I looked at him and smiled. "What took you long?" I asked him, laughing behind my tears.

"I had many detours, Moon. But I find you." he smiled, a tear running freely down his face.

"Yes, you found your path back to my arms, Seth Jacob!" I cried, grabbing his hands and kissing them tenderly.

AN: How did he live? Easy, wait until next chapter..