Chiara was ready; She thought to herself all evening since the attack in the bathroom. She didn't know her sister and the actions she had committed to become the next Gamma. It was fitting for her to finish what Lydia had begun.
"Since you're struggling, Chiara, I'll give you the choice. Human or wolf form?" Alpha Damon asked. After quickly assessing Chiara's situation, her voice remained strong, though her eyes twitched slightly.
She could see the anger behind her eyes, but she was quick to recover. Although they rarely spoke to each other, he knew that his Alpha was an honorable man who disliked the idea of cheating. A trick that uses wolfsbane specifically to weaken the opponent; The drug was illegal except for use on enemies.
He could have easily exiled Lydia for his act, but Chiara smiled smugly after she had him specifically mentally hooked on her to "possess" her. It made him more confident in defeating his evil sister.
"Freestyle," Chiara said frankly.
Sighs and murmurs rose from the crowd once more; freestyle was one of the most brutal and demanding forms of fighting. Both contestants can switch between human and wolf form at any stage. Chiara overheard some conversations. Many were shocked and others worried about his mental health. She was wounded after all, she was half-blind with a wolfsbane on her body. But she wanted to show them that they wouldn't get a weak Gamma she; Even if she was injured, she would show everyone, including her older sister, how hard it was to beat Chiara Gattoni.
With a knife thrown into the arena, a 'freestyle' fight would begin with them in their human form. They can change or find the blade and use it on their opponents.
Lydia chuckled, "You're making this easy for me, bro."
Chiara didn't answer him and instead walked to the other side. Alpha Damon stood up, holding a butcher knife, looked at the girls, then threw him into the bonfire. The sisters rushed forward, both searching for the knife through the fire.
Chiara found the knife, but instead of grabbing it, she felt her anger rise. He ran around the fire and jumped, kneeling straight in Lydia's face. The contact made a loud crackling sound, causing the crowd to take a breath and say "ooooh" at the same time.
Lydia swung her fist at Chiara but grabbed her knuckle and twisted it before she slapped her arm. A crackling sound echoed through the forest, and everyone knew Chiara had broken Lydia's arm. A quick kick in the stomach and head and Lydia was blown to the ground. This time Chiara turned and reached for the burning knife in the bonfire, but remained to drop it as her hand throbbed with pain.
Instead of using the knife herself, she wanted to make more of a fool of her 'sister' and kicked the knife into Lydia's hunched body on the floor. The murmurs rising from the crowd made Chiara laugh.
"I'm not going to beat up a girl while I'm down. Go ahead, get the knife. I'll give you a fighting chance." said Chiara sarcastically. Chiara took off her sneakers as her sister took a deep breath and took the knife. He was made in human form and didn't want to ruin his brand new trainers.
With a knife in one hand, Lydia rushed straight to Chiara and dashed forward, which Chiara quickly eluded. Lydia kept trying to slide the blade on Chiara, but she was too agile and kept dodging the blade. They continued to block each other, then Chiara got her leg under Lydia's knees and Lydia fell. He grabbed Lydia by the shoulder and immediately screamed in pain; The blade stabbed into his bare foot and stabbed into the ground with a force.
Lydia stood up and punched Chiara several times in the face, until Chiara fidgeted and squeaked, running her paw through the blade. Immediately, he shut up to Lydia, who also fidgeted and stepped back.
The black wolf approached his sister, the slightly smaller brown one. They began to circle widely as they evaluated each other; Chiara was careful not to limp from her new injury and snarled at Lydia. The crowd, excited by the quarrel of the Gattoni brothers, roared in the background. But in these moments, time slowed down as Chiara heard her heart beating loudly in anticipation.
Gia stood quietly in the background, watching what was going on, a proud and vicious wolf, but tended to observe and evaluate before making her move. This was one of the differences between a Gamma wolf and a normal werewolf; they were naturally thin. Chiara and Gia were very attached to each other, and she knew her wolf was waiting for an opportune moment to resurface.
"Let me go, Chiara." Gia's voice was low and had a dangerous tone. Usually the wolf was loud and passionate; Hearing her calm voice made even Chiara shiver.
"Alright."
Chiara's eyes gleamed amber, indicating that Gia had taken over, causing the pack to go crazy and into an uproar. The black wolf immediately leapt forward, making the first move, and began rolling and rolling, snapping its pairs of teeth. In most cases, even in its weakened state, was over Lydia, ready to slit her throat, but her sister was sneaky and kept going for her damaged arm or neck.
For another ten minutes, Lydia managed to get her teeth into her neck and open the newly healed scar after receiving multiple bites and scratches from Gia. Both Gia and Chiara squeaked in pain, leaving it open for Lydia to deal with. Before leaving for the jugular vein, he decided to play with his sister's desperation and bit off her ear.
Chiara shouted and saw red; Lydia bent her to the ground as she went right up to his neck, and immediately sank her teeth into his neck. She pulled him up and began to shake his head. His teeth sank deeper, ready to break his neck.
"Please!"
Gia didn't let go of her grip and snarled even more before allowing Chiara to take back the reins holding her in her deadly grip.
"Please what!?" He grunted through the herd's mind-connection.
"Please have mercy! don't kill me! I'm your sister!" Lydia pleaded and wept into the mind-link of the pack.
Chiara dragged her sister's almost limp body forward and glared at her Alphas.
"This is your choice, Gamma Chiara." Alpha Damon's voice boomed in the mind connection of the pack. The crowd was quiet and waited, wondering what Gamma Chiara would do.
"Remember this day! This is the day Lydia tried to outsmart her own sister and failed. She got so low that day she burned my face with a wolfsbane and clawed my neck before this fight. Lydia Gattoni doesn't deserve to be in a pack like this! Lydia is an honorable person. because she wasn't…" Chiara confused the herd before throwing her sister aside and stomped on them again, goosebumps, "Pity? You don't deserve it."
"I hereby exile Lydia Gattoni from the Silver Crescent Pack. Leave now. Otherwise, you will be killed where you see them. This exile also includes the Blood Moon herd. You will now live as a bandit," Alpha Damon commanded, his voice echoing in the forest. , his words were cut off.
Lydia looked at Chiara before connecting privately with her, "You think this is the end?" He mocked, "This is just the beginning. I will be stronger than you, and when I do this... I will return and destroy everything you love."
With that, he turned around and immediately started running until the silhouette of his wolf merged with the darkness. She did not even say goodbye to her parents, she both upset and embarrassed them because she had such a daughter. After battling their rivals, they embraced Chiara in wolf form before continuing the ritual for her to become the official Gamma.
From that day on, Chiara was respected and feared in the herd. The Silver Crescent herd was known to be the deadliest, but her fight against her sister scared the pack even more, causing rumors to spread among the packs. There were other instances of fueling the fire, but the quarrel between the Gattoni sisters was always whispered when a newly arrogant wolf's first female wanted to take Gama.
"Lydia was a bandit for two years before returning to the pack that brought back the two children taken hostage by some bandit. I'm pretty sure she was the mastermind behind this and killed the bandits she was working with." Chiara finished her story, and as the sounds of the cafe they were sitting in started to get louder once more, she looked at her rosé and became more aware of its surroundings.
"But this Lydia... has gained some confidence in the pack. Well, some of the naive and attractive young members of the pack," Nairi added, before taking a sip of the cappuccino.
Chiara's face and voice were indifferent to a memory as she described it. One glance at her rosette, she could see the shock and disgust at what had happened to her sister.
"I mean, if I were you. I'd always have your back. Not because you need it, I'm here," Chiara grinned mischievously.
"This sucks!" roselle snorted; His eyes widened as he looked at Gama, "I'm so sorry about what happened to this!"
Chiara shrugged indifferently, "That's what it is."
Finally he took a sip of the cappuccino and grimaced at how the drink was barely warm now. Looking back at Roseline, he realized that she wasn't looking the other way; He wasn't used to people staring at him for so long. Chiara would give them a deadly look and they would run away, too afraid to say anything. Nairi, Beta Kane, and Alpha Damon were exceptions. The only person she could blush under her gaze and feel pretty was Xander.
No, don't go there.
Gia cried and her eyes watered at the thought of her husband. He took a deep breath and calmed his rapidly beating heart. This was not the place to get emotional. He turned his head to look at Nairi, who was starting to talk about Lydia, and how even blood ties didn't stop Lydia from trying to gain power. It didn't matter that he was killing his sister; power was everything to him.
After his friend's voice was slightly distracted, he began to lose sight of himself; She didn't need to keep listening. After the night his sister tried to outwit him, people were less and less mothballed.
He realized that he had fallen and began to gain a reputation as a stone-cold killer. He didn't care; whatever keeps people from trying to stab him in the back and turning the knife while laughing in his face.
Chiara has also been a very patient woman. Seeing how calculating Lydia was, he began to think more like her, and as soon as Alpha Damon received signs that he might have found his mate, he would try to get her and the crown. So Chiara waited and decided to befriend Rozelin; She wasn't fake, she was far from him. Her moves so far were already what she would do as a Gamma and she liked her rosé, but now she relied on Luna to kill Lydia.
Chiara looked at the stunning girl in front of her; her long gray hair fell to her shoulders and almost to her waist. There was no trace of her flawless complexion; Even her deer-like eyes were so blue that Chiara's dark blue orbs felt softer compared to hers. Neither did the girl need make-up; she was naturally beautiful with her sharp lines and pink, full lips.
Chiara mentally slapped herself; He should have judged her physique, not how good she looked. Rozelin was around feet, guessing both Nairi and herself to be taller than her, and her curvy body was already in shape. So Rozelin was physically active before she was abducted and joined the pack as a recruit. This could work with it. Her fight still needed improvement, but the girl had the courage and was happy to have her future Luna. Chiara couldn't even imagine it being someone else.
She knew Lydia wouldn't let the "newcomer" ruin her plans to become Queen. Chiara wondered if being a rogue had disappointed her enough to believe that Alpha Damon would go after her even if he wasn't his wife. The day he bent down to drown his sister halfway in a wolfsbane tub was the day he lost all respect from the pack, especially from the Alpha.
Chiara sighed; She never bothered to think too much about how her sister's brain worked. Normally she would cause a terrible headache, and as a Gamma she would never show weakness. Unfortunately, Lydia was exactly that, a weakness.
Lydia's time was running out, and Chiara couldn't wait to finally get rid of her.
❤
Rozelin followed the girls out of the cabin and out of the cafe; Gamma got lost in her thoughts about Chiara and Lydia. She was an only child, but she couldn't understand how someone could be so offended by their older sister; they were bloody and they were trying to destroy the other. However, this caused him to be wary of Lydia, and he decided that he should be more careful about what he did to her. Though, until now, he had done nothing to warrant some kind of revenge on the girl.
"We punched him in the face." Malia bragged.
"Well, yes, technically that would rattle the girl. But I mean, I didn't do anything for the pack that it could use against me," Rozelin replied to Malia, who nodded in agreement.
Rozelin is once again consumed with her thoughts on the sisters and the new leadership she will assume for bumping into someone.
"I am really sad-"
"Rozelin!?" A girl with brown hair and glasses nearly squeaked in her face.
Malia whined but calmed down after feeling Rozel's anger.
"Sarah?" Rozelin cried out after a tight hug that left her panting.
Sarah was a girl in her class in college; Although the lessons were over, the two girls were in touch. Until he was kidnapped a few weeks ago.
"Where have you been!?" He walked away screaming. His eyebrows met, showing concern etched into his cute features. Sarah had freckles on her sun-kissed skin, which made her look much younger than she was.
Gamma Chiara and Nairi stood before them and stared at them, aroused by the exchange.
"I'm sorry Sarah. I"
"You literally went MIA! Don't you know what that means?"
"I know what MIA means-"
"Seriously! I texted, I texted FacePal, I tried Stargram. Nothing. I was worried and then I thought, oh my god, you're dreaming of me! But then the others said they hadn't heard from you." Sarah babbled.
"Sarah, I never dream of you or anyone else. It's been a really crazy few weeks." Rozelin startled and walked away when she realized that the people behind her had caught Sarah's attention. Rozelin looked around and saw not only the girls but also Alex and Frank carrying a few bags.
Turning her head away from her friend, she rolled her eyes and continued the lie she was about to tell: "They're my cousins.. Well, not all. It's a bit of a complicated and long story!" Rozelin could see the surprise and hurt on Sarah's face, "There was a family emergency and then I was on my way to the hospital that same night.. I got robbed too."
Sarah gasped, "I'm so sorry! You're so out of luck! Wait, why don't you have a new phone? I'd go crazy for so long without mine!"
"Now I'm literally about to get one my rating. To be honest... it was such a terrible and intense period that it just never came up. I was pretty happy to be without him for a while…" Rozelin felt awful as she lied to her friend.
"What else do you want to do, though? Tell her you're a werewolf and she's been kidnapped!" Malia joked.
"Let me come with you! As long as I don't interrupt.. eh?" Sarah backed off as she watched Alex and Frank fight and make a scene.
"You're in public! Try not to stand out! Can't you see I'm in a bit of a predicament?" Rozelin snapped Franka with an open-minded connection. He could almost hear his wolf 'whining' on the line. When Frank spoke to Alex, the two immediately stopped what they were doing.
"Hey guys, can we meet you later? I have to catch Sarah here," said Rozelin as the group started to walk towards where the two girls were standing.
Sarah shyly waved to them and even turned rosy-cheeked after looking at both Alex and Frank.
"Sure, no problem!" Alex started but got a stern look from Frank.
"Which store are you going to?" Frank asked as his eyes scanned the area.
"Top Notch Phones," Rozelin replied, before taking Sarah's arm and nearly pulling her away from her werewolf friends.
Sarah fanned her hand in front of her face, "Which are your cousins? I'm sorry to say roséline, but they're both gorgeous and I don't mind climbing—"
Rozelin burst out laughing, "No! Not the men-"
"Would you mind setting me up with them!?" Sarah raised her eyebrows, causing Rozelin to nod at her shameless friend.
"I would, but they both come with a lot of baggage," said Rozelin playfully, knowing they could already hear what they were saying. A "Hey!" she took it. With a sanctuary from Frank. His voice sounded genuinely hurt as the girls started laughing behind them. However, as the two were so far away, only Rozelin could hear them.
Sarah sighed, "Well, a lot of guys come with luggage now. Unless it's really bad?" He looked at her with questioning eyes.
"Really bad!" ' Rozelin shouted, causing her friend to sigh again.
"Oh well! I didn't want to interrupt though.." He fell silent as they entered the 'Top Notch Phones'.
Rozelin was seen almost instantly; her gray hair always seemed to stand out and attract attention. The two men arrived at the same time and displayed their murderous smiles to find the perfect phone for him. Sarah rolled her eyes as they turned around and whispered that she couldn't get her rosé anywhere without at least one man leaning back for her. This caused him to blush and playfully slap his shoulder before discovering other phones.
At one point Frank came over and gave him the black card after hearing them politely ask for his card at the counter. Rozelin quickly thanked him before turning to the cashier.
"Didn't you really think we were going to leave you unprotected?" Frank asked. she counseled him.
"Of course not. It seemed a little odd that you showed up exactly when I needed a card," said Rozelin, half scolding her through mind connection.
"Wow! Black card??? When did you get one of these?" Sarah asked with wide eyes as Rozel finished paying for her new smartphone. He quickly slipped the card into his jeans pocket.
Rozelin shrugged casually, "Not mine. Like I said, I was robbed so everything was taken. It's just my sweet cousin Chiara who gave it to me."
"Oh, that's so sweet!" Without looking at her own phone, Sarah began, smiling nervously, "Sorry, rozelin, I have to go! But once you've set up your phone, send me your new number on messenger!"
Sarah hugged before leaving, leaving her rosé in store. When he sat down and started to worry, he immediately started setting up his phone; She refused the help of the two men who had helped her choose the phone. They glared at him as Frank came over and sat down next to her, looking at the couple with protective eyes.
"Can't you wait until we get back?" she asked.
"I have to call my mom," he looked around before whispering, "you know, just to make sure our story fits."
Frank nodded, "Right. Yeah, I don't have that problem."
Rozelin reached out and squeezed his hand to comfort her, which made her a little nervous, causing her to tilt her head and look at him questioningly.
"Thank you, Rozelin. I don't want to be on the Alpha Demon's wanted list." Frank tried to fend it off with a mental bond as he smiled.
He was still laughing, though she could hear the worry in his voice. "I think Alex is the most important name on this list!" He replied with a chuckle at mind connection.
Frank nodded, "Seriously, I don't know what to do about that guy."
Rozelin didn't answer because she wasn't sure what to say either. Alex was such a friendly and light hearted person, he didn't want to change that about him, but he also didn't want to get into trouble with Alpha Damon. From what he had read, Damon could easily have been killed, even though he had hoped that wasn't the case with Damon.
Rozelin finished setting up her phone and immediately He called his mother's bookstore. On the third ring, her father picked up the phone and immediately started chatting with her for five minutes, before asking her to relay what they both had said about her 'disappearance' on social media and from town. Luckily they said the same thing, 'family urgency but didn't go into other details when their friends asked if they were in town. A few of his closest friends stopped by to check on him.
This was also something he should have added to his to-do list:
- Communicate with your friends and relax them.
- Talk to Alex about his possessive and aggressive wife.
- Unravel your awkward relationship with his possessive and gorgeous wife.
- Take on the role of Luna and... be the Queen
- Don't be abducted by Hunters again!!
At this point, Rozelin continued to talk to her two parents as an alternative as she walked through the mall with Frank by her side.
"Wait, what about the vets?" Roselin asked; unconsciously began to play with the zipper of his leather jacket. This was the first time his mind wondered about his work; He began to worry that he would be fired. The more he began to think about his old human life, the more spiraling his thinking became.
Did he have to quit his job? Dreaming of becoming a veterinarian?
He looked to Malia for guidance, but was silent for once. Rozelin didn't know whether this meant that her wolf knew something and was afraid to speak her mind, or that she didn't really know what her future would hold.
"Don't worry honey. We told them the same thing. They said you should call them and let them know you're ready to come back," her father replied. She let out the breath that Rozel didn't know she was holding. After more pleasant conversation, she hung up and continued quietly beside Frank.
Rozelin felt much better after hearing her family's voice, but her mind started racing with thoughts about what her future would look like. Up until this point, she was a human being, and the only concern she had was getting to graduation she.
She was now a princess werewolf she, who would become the consort of an Alpha who would help her take charge of not only her packs, but also many of their packs across the country.
After the others caught up, Rozelin snapped out of her thoughts and continued her shopping day. By the end, Rozel's feet were hurting and her stomach was growling. They spent the whole day shopping and haven't stopped eating or sitting down since. She didn't know how Alax and Frank could not show their boredom when the girls went to a store to buy makeup.
"Gama Chiara-"confused Rozelin, but Gama interrupted her, "Just Chiara. Please, I want to think of us as friends after going through the same exhausting experience!"
Rozelin chuckled in response and paused as Nairi looked at the two of them suspiciously before continuing with their shopping.
Rozelin and Chiara felt like mischievous schoolchildren every time Nairi told them to try something. Rozelin swore that by the end of the day, she was turning blue from all the clothes Nairi kept throwing in front of her, from how hard she tried.
After a day of shopping, they returned to the mansion. They all dispersed to their rooms with a lot of shopping bags with them. Rozelin still kept six bags, although she already had loads of clothes in her wardrobe - all of which she ordered from Nairi to buy.
Next time he would send Nairi alone; That way, he didn't have to deal with the hassles of such daunting tasks. Although he was tired, he was having fun with the group despite the crazy story about the Gattoni brothers.
As soon as she reached her room, she dropped the bags on the floor and collapsed face down on the bed. She chuckled to herself at the thought that she now had enough clothes to wear one outfit every day for a month. This was without buying dresses for the balls and ceremonies held by the herds. She took a pillow and placed it over her head, relaxing in the dark and soft sheets. All he needed right now was Damon.
Where is he?
He last saw her kissing in the morning, then fled when something urgent came up. She hoped he was fine.
"Rozelin get your ass up!"
Hmm, maybe he shouldn't be wondering where his beloved wife is.
"Let's eat. Now," Damon demanded through mind connection.
Rozelin rolled on her back, a mischievous smile on her lips, "No, I'm fine."
"What are you doing?" Malia flinched at his disobedience.
"Rozelin…" He grumbled in response. His voice sent a sensual ripple through his body and core.
"Yes?" He replied breathlessly.
"Get over here now, or I'll help you downstairs," she snarled.
"Hmmm," she put her hand on her chin as if she were in the room, "It helps me move. I'm afraid Nairi wore me out and now I'm out for the night. Thanks!"
"Rozelin! I-"
Rozelin turned off her mind link, but it was something she learned an Alpha and Luna could do.
"What are you doing? You know he's coming for you." Malia said doubtfully.
"I know," Rozelin smiled at the thought.
The wolf groaned, "Really!? Remember the part in the books where the Alpha says you can punish their wives."
"It doesn't do that."
He groaned and grumbled as Malia began to pace in his mind; Meanwhile, Rozelin kept her hands behind her head and crossed her legs, staring at the ceiling.
A grin formed on Damo's face as she heard loud footsteps coming down the hall, she. A faint snarl vibrated from the walls and directly towards Rozelin; He licked his lips expectantly, then recovered himself and closed his eyes. She was looking forward to seeing him, whether it was the bond or herself, she didn't know, but she wasn't afraid to "click her cage" to get her excited.
"I'm not sure it's a good idea to make fun of him.. Well, I hope you're happy.. See you on the other side…" Malia whispered.
"Really? You're such a drama queen."
"Me!? I-"
The door swung open and slammed into the wall with a loud bang. When Rozelin opened her eyes, she saw Damon's full body at the door, chest heaving, chin tight, nostrils flared, and his eyes flickering between shining and staying in his normal gorgeous silver with his fists at his sides. Another snarl escaped his lips as their eyes met; She felt wet from looking at him alone.
Damon rushed towards her, picking her up easily, and crashing into the wall hard. Her fingers dug into her jacket as she brought her face close to hers.Rozel's chest now heaved with hers as she stared at him.
Before she could say anything more, Rozelin leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. His eyes widened with shock, but they closed automatically as he relaxed his hands on hers. She slid her hands over her muscular arms and straight hair, earning an appreciative snarl that trembled in her chest.
Her tongue came forward, and the woman opened her lips, allowing him to dominate her. Their tongues met, almost fighting the other for control, but he soon gave up after he felt her lean towards him, his leg stretching out over his. His hands were resting against the wall next to his head as they continued to kiss. He parted his lips from hers and we looked at each other
He let them both gasp.
"Rozelin" snarled the Girl's name, her anger resurfacing. His hand was wrapped around his neck, the grip tight, but not so tight that it obstructed his breathing or left a bruise.
"Hello," he breathed, causing her to frown in disbelief.
"Hello?! You brought me all this way to say hello?" He asked in disbelief, slightly squeezing his throat.
"Yes. I missed you and wanted to say hello without an audience," she replied, undisturbed by his hand; Actually, it was a little arousing.
Oh my God, did something happen to him?
He pulled her hand away and brought her face close to his again, but this time he gently placed his hard hands on her smooth cheeks and caressed them at the same time as he looked into her eyes, "You could have wanted me without the dramatics."
"I'm not the one who came here in flames because I didn't want to come to dinner.." She frowned, then saw his eyes sparkle with hers again and quickly continued, "I'm tired but . Nairi did some shopping!"
Damo's eyes creased in a smile he tried to hold back before taking a deep breath and walking away from her on the wall; He took her hand and pulled her lightly towards the door. "Eating something will do you good," his deep voice made her smile heartily.
But instead of following her, rozelin refused to move with her legs stretched out, causing her to turn around with an angry expression on her face. He looked at her from head to toe and realized in just this second that he wasn't wearing any gym clothes or shorts. But he was dressed in jeans, smart shoes, and a black button-down shirt, his sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing his thick sleeves underneath. The top two buttons were opened, revealing part of his muscular chest.
"Are you enjoying the view?" He grinned; He rolled his eyes, but was happy to see her anger subside.
"Does everyone dress normally?" He asked angrily.
"We can wear sweatpants if you want?" Her face softened before she replied.
"No! I'll put on something else, then I'll go downstairs," she replied excitedly as she rummaged through bags looking for something more stylish to wear. Today it seems that he really wanted to wear clothes other than training equipment.
Despite Damon suggesting that she go downstairs and look at the others, she finally waited for him. Rozelin walked out of the bathroom wearing a black dress that fitted perfectly above her body and reached her knees. She put on a pair of pumps and then put her hand on Damo's outstretched one. But instead of them roaming the halls, Damon pulled him forward and slung him over his shoulder.
"What are you doing!?" She screamed as she placed her hand on her forehead. The skirt wasn't short, but she sprinted down the aisles as if she were just carrying flowers, causing the dress to rise slightly.
She slapped her butt before sliding her hand onto her bare thigh, causing her to gasp sharply with a tingling sensation.
"I told you I'd help you come to dinner." He chuckled.
"This is not helping!" She slapped her hand and she felt it tremble in her growl.
"Next time princess, call me like a normal person."
"Oh, there won't be next time, Mister!" She started kicking again, before smacking her cheeks again.
Damon laughed at her answer, "You know, I"
She suddenly dropped him to the ground, so she stood in front of him in the kitchen. He pulled her towards him and grabbed her bottom, before lowering his lips to her ear, "Not only do you look sexy, but now I'm in easy reach..."
Rozelin held her breath and looked at him, her eyes wide-eyed. his evil grin.
She swallowed before taking a long kiss on his lips, and her hand intertwined with his as the man began to gently pull her towards the dining room.
❤
They went to the dining room where Rozel had gone before, but this time they were led to her own seat. She did not refuse his silent command and sat silently after receiving a stern glance before him. Damon sat at the head of the table, with Nairi and Chiara to Rozel's right and Beta Kane's left, followed by Darren, who remained quiet as he sat next to Gamma.
After Rozelin persuaded Frank to hurry up, he outstripped Alex and Frank, who were in line. The couple looked much better outside of their overalls or shorts and t-shirts. Alex sat next to her rosé, causing Chiara and Nairi to tense slightly, and smiled broadly at Damon.
She looked good in jeans, a button-up navy blue shirt that she left three-button open, revealing some of her toned chest underneath. Frank clutched at a black T-shirt and jeans and stopped in the middle of his steps next to where Alex was sitting, staring nervously at the Alpha at the end of the table. Alex glanced at Frank, who was showing a slight annoyance with his carefree demeanor and smile.
Rozelin smiled at the couple in a nod, feeling more comfortable with their relaxed presence, but then looked away after Damo's hand found its way around her knee and gripped it tightly. Rozelin her bird
he looked at her, but she was not looking at him; His eyes were on the newcomers.
As Frank sat down next to Alex, Damon looked over the table and said politely, "Chiara, can you switch places with Alex, please."
As Alex nearly choked on the water she was drinking, Chiara quickly stood up and scowled at Damon, "Is it okay with me sitting here?"
Rozelin looked at Alex, who was taken aback by her question. He needed to remind himself that he wasn't a werewolf, and although Damon had a strong and authoritative presence, he couldn't actually force Alpha commands on him.
The grip on Damo's knee got tighter, and he knew only his fingers would make a bruise on his skin. He looked back at Damon and saw his eyes turn like molten silver, trembling slightly like never before.
"Yeah. Move now," Damon snapped with a low growl.
Her voice made her rosé tremble, but that was more annoying than anything. What's wrong with Alex sitting next to you? He didn't think it would make him sit in another seat, even though he knew it would bother him. Damon literally kissed upstairs and now Damon had his hand on his knee and asked no other man to sit next to him. Surely his jealousy wasn't that stupid?
"Rozelin," Malia warned, already seeing where her thoughts were taking her.
Alex pushed back his chair and stopped when Rozelin spoke.
"Alex," Rozelin locked her eyes on Damon as she spoke, "Stay where you are. You don't have to move."
Damo's eyes darkened, and a low growl escaped his lips, sending a small vibration across the table. Plates and glasses jingled against each other as Damon and Rozelin stared at each other without hesitation. He could almost feel the tension rising in the air as the others stared at the couple in shocked silence.
"Alpha? Luna?" Gama Chiara questioned.
Rozelin felt bad that her Gammas were given a direct order from her Alpha, but she wanted to make a point and let Alex sit next to her. And why not? Malia groaned in her mind at Rozel's stubbornness. It would be better for Damon to obey his every command and whim, whereas he would disobey her on anything Rozel didn't accept. On this occasion, she did not agree with him; She needed to calm down and stop being so possessive. Alex was just sitting next to her, nothing more.
"If you want your friend to live. I suggest you don't undermine my order.." Damon grunted savagely through mind connection as his hand aggressively squeezed his knee; He could feel her anger tremble on his leg where his hand was shaking. Her words alone made him give up immediately, and he lowered his eyes from hers.
"Alex, switch places with Chiara," Damon ordered loudly, keeping his eyes on the rosé staring at his plate in front of him as he changed chairs. He was boiling with anger, but he couldn't let his stubbornness be the cause of Alex's death.
Though his mind and body were at war with each other over Damon and his domineering behavior, he still needed to remind himself that Damon was an Alpha from the world's most feared pack. The day he met her, he shot someone in the head without batting an eye. Yes, she saved his life, but that was just another reminder of how distant their world was. But this little fact did not stop him from speaking his mind to her.
"Jealousy doesn't suit you at all, Damon," she retorted, meeting his piercing gaze once more.
The grip on her knee lightened, and her hand slowly slid down the middle of her thigh, causing her to gasp sharply as tiny tinglings formed in her body. Meanwhile, his gaze was locked, and his own was also darkening seconds later from domination and lust.
"Nothing to envy. You're mine," he grumbled through mind-connection.
Roselin swallowed lightly; He felt his mouth dry from the strong attraction he felt for his wife. Damon didn't miss the little gesture as his eyes lazily slid down his bare neck to his face. He licked his lips, causing him to growl loudly, causing the others to stare at them in the middle of the meal. The couple's power struggle sent waves of power that made the dinner guests fidget uncomfortably in their seats.
Even Beta Kane and Nairi, who always seem to be in their own world, looked in the couple's direction. But they weren't looking at them with concern, they were grinning and giving each other knowing glances before returning to their food.
"I won't be if you keep acting like this." Rozelin turned to him. Malia whined at what he suggested; wolf, even mad at his words. Rozelin watched Damo's eyes flicker with pain before they flashed and darkened at the same time.
"I won't let you reject me, Rozelin." His voice was deadly, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
Rosalina's eyes started to sparkle and she said, "How can you stop me? It's my choice."
The defiance was evident in his voice over the mind link, but Damon just squinted his eyes. "
Because the moment you start that sentence, you'll be flagged." His voice grew deeper, indicating that Darius was near the surface again.
"Stop playing games with us, Rozelin," Darius took over as Damo's eyes twinkled. His grip on his thigh tightened once more, and he began to move even higher and closer to his belly. Rozelin's eyes widened before she looked around the table. The only eye he met was emerald green, but he quickly looked the other way, not wanting Darius to directly kill Alex at dinner.
"He didn't mean it like that!" Malia tore her mind-connection and smashed into a corner of roselle's mind. This interruption is now even more pissed off. Damon and Darius' possessive demeanor needed some relief, and Damon needed to show him how serious he was. She wasn't going to reject him, of course, but she didn't want them to know that either!
"What are you doing!?" Rozelin gasped at her wolf for ruining something she had just started.
"Make sure you don't piss him off so much he'll force you to do it! You'll end up hating him and I can't bear to see you in a lifetime of misery. Stop being like that. stubborn," Malia scolded.
"Malia," Darius sighed,
Damon took his hand from her thigh and caressed Rozel's chin lovingly. His eyes changed back to normal, strikingly silvery ones; He put his hand on Rozel's chin and searched her eyes.
"Please send your rosary back. My problem is with her. I promise you and Darius can go jogging tonight." Damon's voice had returned to normal, even softer to his wolf. Rozelin tried not to roll her eyes. She came to believe that she really needed a more obedient wife, not her.
Malia relented and let rosé take the reins; her eyes instantly hardened, and the grip on her chin tightened as she approached him, so they were only inches apart, "Don't threaten me about things like that. You don't know what you're talking about." He moved closer to her somehow, noses touching now, "I can already feel you're bringing us together to formalize this bond. If you struggle with it, it can become painful and if you refuse.." She walked away as she searched her eyes. His heart throttled even suggesting to reject him.
Rose's teal orbs softened as she realized how much it had truly hurt her. Maybe they were doing everything wrong? She was used to not answering to anyone but herself, and she was used to finding her own way without backbiting. He let go of his chin in a reckless manner and grabbed his knife and fork and aggressively tore the steak off his plate.
Rozelin leaned slightly in her seat to face her own meal—steak, chips, and some vegetables on the side; She timidly began to eat and did not look up throughout the meal. Frank and Alex glanced in his direction multiple times, causing Damo to squint at them. He wasn't sitting quietly through the defeat, mostly because he was deep in thought.
"Are you okay?" Frank asked through mind connection.
Rozelin continued to chew on her steak, "I'm fine. Does everyone know? Does he know we had a disagreement?"
Frank chuckled, "Oh, we can get it, okay. I'm pretty sure the whole pack knows it's you."
"What do you mean?" Rozelin mistakenly glanced her way, overhearing their secret conversation with Damon and Chiara. Damon tried to make a mind connection with Frank, which felt like he was drowning out his voice.
After the rosé had put Damon out of his mind, Frank replied, "What I meant to say was that the two of you Alphas charged us with energy to prepare for a battle! It was so weird and exhilarating at the same time. I wasn't sure if you were going to fight each other or grapple with each other!"
"Franc!" Rozelin held her breath in response. He suddenly stopped cutting his steak, causing the cutlery to make a slight "click" sound. He looked around, but the others continued to talk to each other, except for Darren, who was angrily interrupting his meal. Finn chuckled in response, before returning to his own food and happily chatting with Alax.
Rozelin looked at Damon and looked again, not noticing that Frank's gloomy gaze was on her the entire time she was preoccupied. He drank from a whiskey-like glass and stared at her as he did so. Rozelin looked back at her food and tensed as she felt her hand on her thigh one more time, but this time she slowly slid her hand down her thigh, making small circles as she did.
She turned to look at him and saw the dangerous glint in her eyes and the smile forming on her annoyingly beautiful lips.
Rozelin leaned forward, propped her elbows on the dining table while holding her fork and knife in front of her. She stared at him as her hand slid up her thigh, drawing closer and closer to her warming core. Luckily, Chiara was now arguing with Darren about something that was probably stupid that came out of her mouth. Otherwise, the little interaction going on under the table
may have felt.
Rozelin tried to pull her hand back, but her grip on her inner thigh tightened, as the touch of her hand sent shock waves through her body, and she clamped her legs together as she looked at him imploringly.
"Hmmm, if you don't accept this punishment, I'll make it worse for you and I don't think you're going to want to bow down and see what I do to your little boyfriend."
She was suddenly afraid of what else Rozel might do. The calculated look and grin on his lips made her tremble and immediately loosen her thighs. His eyes sparkled and his voice was silky, as he spoke again in his mind, "Now, I think you should keep eating your food. It's going to get cold."
At the instruction, she began to cut the steak, but when she felt her finger slide beside her lacy underwear, she slid the knife into the plate.
caused it to squeak. She felt refreshed by what had happened and was soaked by her sarcastic hand and how they were in public.
"Easy," she said in a hoarse voice with mind-connection. Rozelin looked at him and blushed before going back to cutting her flesh. She had no intention of eating if she was going to do what she thought she was going to do. Of course, his stimulation was starting to become too much for the people at the table. Either their noses weren't working or they were ignoring them.
The moment his eyes accidentally met Alex's, he heard Damo's voice growl loudly, diverting his full attention. She turned to Damon and instantly locked onto his dark gaze as her hand found its way under his underwear. She tensed slightly as her fingers began rubbing slowly and gently against her already wet folds.
"That's it, baby. It's just me," his whisper raced through her mind, giving goosebumps over her body.
She restrained herself from moaning as her thumb found her clit and started making slow circles, hitting just the right spot. Not only was she hot and needy, but still lustful from her final punishment. She felt her nipples harden against her bra as she started to close her thighs again, but a small growl from Damo's mind connection told him otherwise.
Rozelin swallowed as she nervously looked around the table. To everyone else, nothing unusual was happening. He was playing with his food on his plate, trying to make it look like he was doing something other than being teased and controlled by this Alpha demon. She held the cutlery up to the point where her knuckles turned white after her index finger was irresistibly slowly plunged into it.
Rozelin heard Damo mutter with delight at how wet she had gotten after such a small move. He inhaled sharply as his finger continued to gently tease her, and he dug deep enough for his knuckles to touch her tender flesh. Her eyes drifted to his chest as she unconsciously bent her back slightly and pushed her breasts out while holding her knife and fork. She looked at him, her eyes almost begging him, begging him for what? For him to release?
Oh my god, what if he doesn't let her come?
Oh my god, what if he did!? They were in a room full of people!
As her thoughts begin to panic as Damon clenches his finger in hunger. While answering Beta Kane's question, he suddenly stepped outside and sat back. Rozelin leaned back in the chair, feeling like she was going to explode, and was glad she didn't go any further. She was starting to lose her composure.
It was then, she realized, that most of the pack leaders had finished their meals and were chatting with each other. She felt a little rude, but at the same time she wanted to get into bed and hide under the covers.
"And have more fun under the covers!" Malia spoke after hiding since she scolded Rozel.
"What do you think, Rozel?"
Rozelin opened her eyes and looked at Beta Kane; She didn't realize she was closing them after she tried to calm herself down. He looked at Damon, who looked ridiculously smug, causing Rozel to want to slap him, but she ignored him and looked at Beta Kane, "Sorry Beta, I didn't hear you. I was talking to him. Me too."
"Oh, I see. Please, you don't need to call me Beta here. We're all friends around this table."
"Is that including the shit head at the end of the table?" Malia really asked in the back of Rozel's mind. Kane chuckled as he continued.
"What's your wolf's name?" She smiled solemnly and opened Rozel's mouth before Alex interrupted her, "Don't do it."
Everyone turned and looked at him questioningly. Damon also remained silent as he looked at the shapeshifter on the table and gestured for Alex to continue.
"Never give your wolf's name to anyone. Rozelin The moment they take their name, they have power over you. It's a weird, weird witch-type thing. But if you name it to someone else..."
Rozelin raised her eyebrows in disbelief before turning her head to Beta.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to see if you knew. Damon would never have let you say his name anyway." He raised his hands apologetically and Nairi gently patted him on the shoulder. Once again, turn your attention to rosé and pass the table.
away from the rest.
"How do you know so much about werewolves?" Chiara posed her question to Alex.
"Well, I dated a few female wolves before I found their mate, and the obvious thing happened," Alex said, keeping his gaze level with the Gamas.
"How interesting…" Chiara muttered before drinking her red wine.
Alex then leaned his elbow on the table and rested his cheek on his hand, continuing to stare at Chiara, "And you, beautiful? Do you have a friend?"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their heads towards them. Chiara looked at the charming smile Alex was wearing. The tension at the table became palpable as the silence rose and the rest of the group gasped as they watched. Except for Damon, who seems to be grinning slightly; Worried that the next victim with a steak knife would be Alex, Alex wanted to get rid of him.
"I had a mate," he replied coldly, rather than any violence from Gama. He rose in his seat as his words sank deep into the hearts of those seated there.
He asked permission from the table and left the dining room without looking back. Rozelin looked up from the door Chiara had exited and looked at Damon; He felt his heart tighten at the thought of truly losing her and wondered what Chiara's story was. But Gama had already told a painful incident from her past, she didn't want to investigate further.
Darren followed immediately and left the room with a brisk walk. She looked good-natured in front of Alpha, keeping her conversation light without sending any insults or mean looks from Rozel. After chatting for another ten minutes and Rozelin getting to know Beta Kane better, they said "good night" and decided to leave. One by one, they got up and started to leave the room.
Rozelin was about to do the same, rising in her seat when she felt Damon's hard hand reach her. She looked at him and sat back after seeing the expression in his eyes. For once, they weren't harsh or barking orders at him, almost begging him to stay. Rozelin could not leave quietly and hide under the covers; she needed to sit down with her husband and face the music. However, just one glance at her true expression, she quickly gave up, straightened up in her chair again, and lay down on him.
Minor power struggles seemed to have affected them both before, and after Chiara declared herself without a spouse, Alpha and future Luna found themselves forgiving the others. Rosalina's hands found the back of her head and lightly gripped her sweet straight roots as she stared at him. His hands wrapped around her waist, stopping just above her butt as she stared at him.
Rozelin stopped pouting and met his lips instead of letting her speak; He immediately deepened the kiss and pulled her forward, spreading her legs. He opened his eyes in surprise at the movement, but was even more surprised to himself as he climbed on top of her, his eyes now locked with a warm look, as he felt her stiff length strain his jeans and fit snugly over her, tender and now damp.