“I told you, there was no gas. We had to run.” Deimos replies with a look of annoyance. Ragon keeps his space from me knowing the change in his Alpha.
“Have you two wolves finished complaining?” I question calmly my eyes focused on putting the extra snacks in bowls for the pack to munch on from the public table.
“I wasn’t complaining, he was. I will do whatever you wish without a second thought, my female.” Deimos whispers snuggling up to me nose nuzzling into my neck.
“Good. Now go take a shower, you stink.” I utter.
“I have been good. Don’t I get a treat?” He whispers fingertips grazing my elbow his hips pushed into mine. Short puffs of air on my ear lobe he knows what he’s doing. He doesn’t feel embarrassed to show others how he chases me. How an Alpha male like him can be tamed by a female.
Turning around swiftly grabbing him by the back of his neck bringing him close to my face in one harsh tug. His eyes widen at the sudden action. Inching closer to his ear I whisper, “If you remain good until the party ends, I might give you a big treat. In the bedroom.” I moan in his ear with a soft nip to his earlobe.
His entire being shakes with the weight of my words excitement shining within the depths of his eyes. Teeth sink into his lower lip as he meets my heated gaze with his own. Scorching flames is what we could describe the feeling of our skin. My lips curve up at the side gazing at my male.
“Now go get ready, the party will start soon.” I say looking back and forth from Deimos to Ragon. Ragon gives a short bow in response to my instruction.
Both the males’ rush out the door as I finish up with the final preparations. “Elriam can you manage the rest? I will go see Gianna now.” She nods quickly as my feet take me out of the packhouse to the grounds striding into Giovanni’s private quarters.
I search for the little one wondering where she is hiding. She knows it’s her third birthday today and was very excited. Giovanni said he was going to fit her in a dress for the first time and I promised I would come help.
Small uneasy screams fall down the stairs striking at me and I immediately rush to the source. Opening the door to the room Gianna is seated on a high chair her cheeks red and eyes swollen with uncontrollable tears.
Giovanni struggles with putting her in a dress as well as trying to calm her down. “What’s wrong?” I step towards them. As soon as Gianna sees me she puts her hands up asking to be carried. I immediately pick her up as she nudges her face into my neck her wails growing with sound as if she was complaining.
Patting her back gently rocking her so she calms first. Giovanni looks distressed throwing her dress upon the bed pacing watching his sister’s storm calming. As soon as her wails turn to soft hiccups I focus my attention on him.
“What happened, Gio?” My tone gentle.
“I tried putting her in the dress and she kept refusing so I tried pushing it on her and she hated it.” He sighs fingers massaging his temples. Giovanni has become extremely busy that he doesn’t have much time to spend with Gianna as before putting a slight strain on their relationship.
“Come. Let me show you.” I whisper placing Gia on the bed. She clutches my neck tightly shaking her head refusing to let go thinking her brother will force it on her again. “Gianna the pack is waiting to celebrate your birthday. They have presents and even candies. Don’t you wish to acquire them?” I ask her and she stills in my hands her hold around my neck lessening.
“Don’t change her on the high chair, Gio. Always on the bed for it is more easier and comfortable.” I instruct slowly zipping down her dress. I turn Gianna around so her back is faced to me. Giving her a toy so she gets distracted.
Quickly grabbing the dress I thrust it down her body, she screams again not liking the material on her skin her tiny hands trying to push it off her flesh. “Just a little more Gianna.” I soothe her with words and quickly get it down through her head. Zipping her up I allow her to stand on the bed. She fusses a bit but eventually relaxes more curious about her little toy.
“All done, now let’s get to that party shall we?” I smile giving her to Gio whilst ruffling his hair. A habit I have grown fond of.
“Thank you, Zia.” He thanks me carrying her down the stairs to the open grounds where the wolves are waiting.
As soon as we enter the spot, the area lights up and loud cheers and claps welcome us focusing all their attention on the shy pup. “Tanti Auguri!” The wolves shout to her with song and laughter. She climbs down her brother jumping up and down in excitement knowing this is all meant for her.
I smell him before I see him, his hand grabbing my waist bringing me to his side. I eye him up from the tight white shirt he wears to his hand tucked into the black pant I ironed. Hair gelled back smoothly allowing a single strand to fall down his face. He didn’t shave a small stubble growing about that makes him look more mature and male to me.
“You look good.” A compliment from my mouth that makes his emeralds sparkle as he gazes down at me.
“Well I have a female that I need to impress, you see.” He whispers.
“Is that so? And this female, does she look beautiful?” I ask fishing for compliments.
“More than any female I have ever laid eyes upon, perhaps even more than the goddess.” He says peering down into my eyes with a gentle smile.
Our intense bubble is popped when the females begin dancing, the oldest carrying Gianna in her hands they cloud around her swaying back and forth in harmony. A dance to celebrate a day of birth. The males stand back, hands at their sides watching the dance with smiles not infiltrating an inch of their space.