"I wonder if I am that boring that Alpha is falling asleep in his seat while listening to me," so the woman in front of Ronan said with a sweet, indulging tone.
Ronan lifted his gaze to look into her mesmerizing brown eyes. Her blossoming red lips were pulled together into a slight pout. Delighted that the man finally deigned to give her some attention, Lillian Woodland leaned forward with both elbows pressing against the table. Her movement was very subtle but achieved the result that she wanted. Ronan's eyes were immediately drawn to the pair of ripe and delicious fruits that hung seductively right before his eyes, their tender buds were safely hidden beneath the low-cut dress that she wore for the blind date.
"Does Alpha like what he sees?" Lillian teased. "Is he interested to see more?"
Ronan chuckled. His lips were curled up in a tyrannical smile. "Miss Woodland is quite eager. I was expecting you to be more innocent and timid in your approach."
The woman in front of him averted her eyes only for a second before she looked back at him with a fearless look in her eyes. There was a gleam of mischief in the bright brown eyes. She smiled sweetly and winked at him.
"I heard that Mr. Silverback likes to be rough on the bed."
"Ah, you did your research," Ronan slid his hand across the table and grabbed Lillian's wrist. As expected of an Alpha's daughter, she was immaculate in every way. A beautiful face, a slender body, smooth and slightly tanned skin, and a pair of shapely legs. Practically a goddess with both beauty and brain. She was supposedly a virgin, but she was definitely not as innocent as most Alpha daughters were.
Intriguing.
For the first time in years, Ronan was not repulsed by the dates that his father arranged for him to meet almost every month. It was natural to arrange only the best Alpha daughters of high status to match with him, but why must they be so boring? They did not have even an ounce of personality.
The highborn ladies were so afraid of displeasing him that they agreed with everything that he said. His favorite color was their favorite colors. His favorite food was coincidentally their favorite food. But when Ronan said that his life dream was to roll around on the bed with random women until they fell pregnant with his cubs, they all turned silent. Their eyes widened in trepidation as they stared at the shameless man in front of them.
Ronan was especially amused by a certain lady who rose to her feet immediately after she heard his words. Her cheeks flushed crimson due to a mix of embarrassment and anger and her lips trembled from unsaid reproachful words. She had stormed out of the restaurant without a word of farewell while Ronan rubbed against his lips to hide the smug smile beneath his fingers.
Ronan Silverback, twenty-five years old, was the recently anointed Alpha of the Infinite Eclipse Pack. Despite his boundless charm and gallantry on the outside, he was known to be quite eccentric. Ronan was very hard to please when it came to picking a Luna.
His long-suffering father, Dane Silverback, was the retired Alpha of the pack who meanwhile had become a member of the Werewolf Council. He believed that his son simply had not had the opportunity to meet with a woman that was gorgeous enough to spin his head, so he kept arranging blind dates for Ronan.
His hard work would have been easier if words of Ronan's supposed womanizing ways had not spread among the packs who looked to find matches for their precious daughters.
On the other side, this created opportunity for rogue she-wolves who had no packs to rely on. They did not think that Ronan was hard to please. He wanted his woman to be feisty during the day but mellow and obedient during the night. It was the kind of personality that properly-raised Alpha daughters would never have.
Not that they had no desire to engage in promiscuity. They just could not afford to, because their fathers would kick them out as soon as they found out that their daughters had been intimate with anyone before marriage, or even worse, fallen pregnant with an illegitimate child.
Lillian Woodland, Ronan's latest match did not even flinch when Ronan slipped a hand under her skirt and traveled up her firm thigh. She even purred like a cat as if she truly wanted him to make her his. Ronan narrowed his eyes in amusement. Just how far was he allowed to tease an Alpha daughter without going past the point of no return? What would it take to disgust Lillian Woodland?
Before Ronan managed to muster a perfect plan, his train of thought was disrupted by his vibrating phone. He threw a brief glance at the display and saw that it was his Beta who called. His Beta, Jake, fully supported Dane in his attempt to get Ronan married as soon as possible, so he never once called during one of his blind dates before. If Jake called, then something serious was happening.
Ronan withdrew his hand from under Lillian's skirt and rose to his feet to pick up the phone.
"Jake? What's wrong?"
It was quite noisy on the other side of the phone. Jake sounded half exasperated half annoyed.
"Ronan, sorry to disturb your date. Please come back to the Pack House first. We have a situation here."
"Situation" usually meant that a pack member was stuck in a dire situation.
"I am coming right now," Ronan said while giving Lillian a look. The woman merely gave him a sweet and understanding smile.
"I have to go," Ronan said after he ended the call.
"I know."
Lillian pulled Ronan close and stuffed something lacy in his hand. She had taken off her underwear discreetly while Ronan was on phone.
"A memento for our next date," she whispered.