“I’m sorry,” he apologized after pulling his mouth from hers. I’m not used to these types of things. I didn’t know they were asking for a kiss.
“Umm…. I-its fine,” she stuttered, trying to force a smile to make the situation seem less awkward. She was still panting heavily through her flushed cheeks and sweaty palms even in the evening breeze, it took a moment for her to realize that the music had stopped.
The guests clapped as they all joined them on the dance floor and the dancing continued, all the while Miranda felt a mixture of shyness and nervousness, so much that she couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore, not because she was terrified of him, but because she feared getting lost in those eyes again. It continued with her continually avoiding eye contact with him until the reception ended.
After the celebration, everyone left the lotus garden one by one, handing their gifts over to the couple before departing to their various homes.
The couple was still receiving gifts and well wishes when Miranda suddenly turned to Damian who was seated beside her, “ummm… I’d like to retire for the night please…”
Damian wore a concerned look on his face upon hearing her, “so early? Is everything all right with you??”
“Yes, I’m just tired that’s all,” she managed to say.
“Do you… do you want me to go with you? Are you sure you’ll be fine?”
He’s at it again; Miranda is in no way used to this nice part of him. It all seemed so strange to her.
“No… it’s okay…” she replied, quickly standing up to leave after excusing herself.
That night, after taking off her wedding clothes and make-up to settle in her night dress, she laid on her bed to get some rest, as it had been pretty hectic day with all the celebrations. She wondered if Damian would still be there receiving gifts on their behalf, or what exactly would he be doing by now? This was their wedding night, they were supposed to spend this night together, but she’d chickened out, running to her room like a scared little girl.
Ugh… what is wrong with you Miranda? Can’t you see he’s just trying to be a gentleman? For all she knows, he might just be putting on that act simply because its their wedding day, this was just a grace period, she knows he won’t actually be so friendly to her like this all the time. Duh… of course she knows that very well. Come Monday morning, and the cold, ruthless and stringent alpha Damian would be back once more.
But today… today turned out to be great. Apart from the interruption from Walden, she’d loved every part of what happened today… especially the kiss…. Oh… Miranda, please stop thinking about that delicious kiss, stop thinking about what might never happen!
Hours passed, and she lay there thinking, or rather, expecting that Damian would come to her, every couples spend their wedding night making love, but it seems as if she would be spending tonight alone. Of course, she would. Damian had been staying in the guest suite, a separate room from hers since they both arrived, none of them had visited each other’s bedrooms in the short time they’ve been here, but tonight, she was hoping tonight would be different, she was hoping that since it was her wedding night, he would feel the need to come to her.
Should she go to him? No… that would seem not just awkward, but even desperate, especially since she couldn’t tell what was always going on in that mind of his….
.
.
Fuck it! She let out a groan as she got down from her bed, putting on her night slippers along with her robe, before leaving her bedroom and making her way to the guest’s quarters. Alpha Damian’s room was located on the most exquisite parts of the Lotus packhouse, close to the alpha’s chambers, the area was built for the most important guests that would be spending nights here, alpha Damian is one of such guests that had never visited this place in years.
She was now standing in front of his room, hesitant to knock at first before finally deciding to take the bold step. She couldn’t have left her room in the middle of the night for nothing after all.
Knock-knock-knock
She waited, remembering his rule of only needing to knock once. No response.
After waiting for what seemed like ever, she knocked again, still no response.
Of course, she shouldn’t have come here. This was a bad idea anyway, she thought as she disappointedly made her way back to her room. It was either he heard the knock and ignored, deciding that he didn’t want to be disturbed on his wedding night, or that he wasn’t in the room, he must have probably preferred to spend the night somewhere else other than with her.
Oh well, guess this is the new married life for her, she might as well just live it through. What was she expecting anyway? He definitely wouldn’t want her that way, as she’d never been with a man before, she didn’t know how to pleasure a man the way his mistress did, of course she’d be the last woman he’d want in bed. So silly of her to even think of coming here. Silly Miranda.
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Damian sat on the garden bench, still dressed in his tux, enjoying the sounds of evening nature as he watched from afar as the wedding decorations were being taken down. So it was finally concluded, Miranda is now his wife. This woman he’d only met a few days ago, she was the first woman to ever make a difference in his life somehow, and apart from the usual terms of their agreement, deep down in his heart, he didn’t think he wanted to be with anyone other than her.
It’s their wedding night, he might not know much about these celebrations, but he does know that couples are supposed to spend the first night together. He should go to her, but he’s feeling reluctant. Not that he doesn’t want her, in fact he’s more than desperate to have her, but if he went now, what would she think of him? This marriage isn’t the usual lovey dovey types you see on tv, this was more of an agreement than a marriage, the two parties involved had hardly even known each other before this. He didn’t want her to have perverted thoughts of him. No, it was true that he thought much highly of her than just a bedroom item.
Fuck it! He got up and made his way towards her bedroom, taking a moment to calm down before knocking on the door. No response.
“Miranda?” He opened the door slightly to have a look inside. She wasn’t in. Of course, she’s probably still celebrating or having a sleepover with her friends or something way better than being with him on their wedding night. He knew he shouldn’t have come here, so silly of him to think that she’d want him that way.
After leaving her chambers, he decided on where to go next, he definitely wasn’t in the mood to go to bed now, so he returned to the garden to watch the stars, listening to the sound of the night crickets and frogs. After about an hour later, he returned to his chambers, but before then, he made a stop to visit the alpha’s room.
Tomorrow, he and Miranda would be returning to the silver pack, but there’s something Damian felt the need to do first. Slowly knocking on alpha Luther’s door, of course the old man would be asleep by now, but he didn’t need Luther to be awake for what he intended to do.
He entered the room, and reached Luther’s bed, where the alpha was sprawled lying there with his eyes closed, breathing slowly as he was covered with a big blanket. Damian didn’t see him around much today, the old man had retired to his bedroom quite early, mid-celebration as he lacked the strength to remain out for long.
Damian then sat on the stool close to Luther’s bed, taking a deep breath before letting out the words.
“I’m sorry for coming at such ungodly hours, but I’ll be leaving with Miranda early tomorrow and I have to make this promise because I don’t know if this is the last time I’ll see you again. The last time we spoke, I was about to make a promise before getting interrupted, my heart hasn’t rested until I decide to come in person to give you what you asked for.”
He took one of Luther’s hands in his and then continued, “I promise to love and care for Miranda, I promise to give her a good life. I promise to make up for all the years of suffering she’s been through, and apart from laying down my life to protect her, I promise that I’ll always be with her and never abandon her.”
Even though Luther was sleeping, Damian could make out a small smile sketched on his face after he made the promise.