On our way back from the restaurant, I caught myself on more than one occasion humming to myself. I will steal a glance at Alonso, look out of the car at the flitting building, or dense forest trees and break into a full-blown smile. I was happy. Like I was fucken happy and I couldn’t contain myself.
For the first time in my life, everything is falling into place just the way I want it. It might be temporary-as it always turns out, but at that moment peering at the man that makes my heart beat and my breath hitch, that moment when he caught me for the umpteenth time sneaking a peek at him, skeptical that this is really happening, I didn’t want the moment to end. Just to remain in it forever.
When the car dropped us in front of the house and I was about to slide out, he held my hand and said, “I will meet you in your room in thirty minutes.” Then feeling like a butterfly, I flew in, up to my room.
Now, here I am in his arms, in my room after we had repeated the tangle up to three rounds and still not satiated, and I’m looking up at the Parisian ceiling, my smug smile still in place. I twirled our fingers together, relishing in the wild beat of his hairless naked chest.
“I want this to work, Danika…” This is the first thing he has said to me since coming into the room and grabbing me smack against the wall to rightly take me. He took me as though he had been craving it for so long and couldn’t wait-as though like me, he desired for this moment to last till the end.
“I want it, too, Alonso…” I purred, playing with his large thumb.
There was an ensued welcoming silence, our erratic breaths the only audible sound in the room. Until he broke it and said…
“When I met Hilda, my family never thought she was good for me… they thought she was a weak wolf despite having Beta blood flowing in her. My father wanted me to reject her and look for a chosen mate… I refused. I couldn’t, because I knew her, I knew how powerful she is, but just like you, conceals it as a result of her massive kindness and belief in diplomacy.” He sniffed and I whirled my head up to regard him.
My heart broke at the sight that I met. A single tear fell from his eyes. This is the closest Alonso has come to exhibiting susceptibility before me, and it shattered my heart. A sigh escaped my throat as I reached out and wiped away the tear, our eyes clashing and holding. “She broke my heart, Danika. She left me.”
“It’s okay…”
“No, it’s not okay. I fought so hard to keep her by my side; went against the only person who was by my side, my father. She was the highlight of my mother’s hatred towards me and yet, she died and left me.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. My heart crushed at the way more tears fell from his eyes as he talked about his past love. It wasn’t jealousy, it was plain admiration. The admiration that he is letting his ego aside, for me. To allow me within his walls. To see him.
“Then, I became alone. I alienated everyone, only taking pleasures from the only thing that could keep my mind void; women and alcohol. Lancelot tried to help me, but it was no use. I was far gone… So gone that every little chance I got to be ruthless, to let off the steam brewing inside of me, I took it! I grabbed it in whatever form it came: killing, ripping off people’s eyes, heads, and any part of their body simply to satiate myself and believe I am my father’s son. To make myself believe she-we wasn’t meant to be because… because she calmed me. She made me believe I can be a great King without violence.”
It was my time to forgo the tight rein I had over myself, realizing my body had started trembling from sobs. I was rocking against him, still mopping the tears falling off his eyes.
“Then-then when I thought I had lost everything… you came along. The goddess declined my request to die wretched and lonely and sent you to me… I lied to myself that none can replace Hilda. But, since I met you, I broke my promise to her. I think about you every fucken time that I breathe.”
I started wailing like a pup. I couldn’t stop myself.
“You are my one, Danika. I can proudly say none, not even Hilda makes me feel the way I feel for you. I am still trying to relate to this new feeling because it’s scary. This is the kind that my father says leads to a man’s downfall.” I didn’t want to hear anymore. I shook my head and shifted off to the other side to muffle my sound in a pillow.
“We will make it work, I promise…I will tell the Alpha of the blue moon pack that I can’t marry his daughter. It’s quite unfortunate, but I’ve found my one.” He grabbed me around the waistband and hauled me to his chest, where I curled up like a kitten. I felt a damp material against my cheek and peeled my eyes open to see a napkin.
I took it and wiped off tears and snorts. I stood and went to the bathroom and when I returned, I stood close to the mirror still in nudity, examining him, with him doing the same.
“Come here!” he ordered in a raspy voice, his dick extended to me. Shyly, I strode to him and flopped down by his side, leaning in to kiss his eyes.
“Did you pour lavender on you?” he asked unexpectedly.
“No, why?” I arched my brows, in turmoil.
“Because your scent just intensified.” I giggled audibly. If only he knows how he is infiltrating my space.
Since it’s time for openness, I decided to ask him the one question that had been bothering my mind since the restaurant. I keep having an odd sensation that there is something amiss.
“What is going on between Mrs. Dolly and the Queen?”
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