“The Cherry Blossom Gala is very important for each Alpha. I heard Alphas are not supposed to miss it,” she stated and he nodded.
“I never really missed anyone. No matter how busy I am, I at least show my face for a few minutes then head out,” he said and sipped his wine.
“And the Mating Ritual is also very important. I don’t think mates can wait for another Mating Ritual to get joined together.”
She thought for a few seconds while Wayne peered at her attentively. As if trying to read her mind. She licked her lips slowly then stared back at him.
“Is it possible to shift the Mating Ritual until before or after the Cherry Blossom Gala?” she asked.
“Shifting the Mating Ritual has a lot of repercussions. Mates could be misgiven,” he explained while still staring at her.
“And there’s no way to correct it before then?”
“There is. But the Alpha needs to be involved in the Mating Ritual too. That way, the mating spirits would be extremely careful in the dealings despite the change of date. Because there’s an Alpha involved.”
Wayne was still peering at her. But this time, there was a sly look in his eyes. He had reached the point he wanted to reach.
“Then you can just be involved. You just found your mate too,” she said excitedly, not noticing the look in his eyes. His lips curved into a smirk and her excitement ebbed.
“Yeah, I just found my mate. And getting involved in the Mating Ritual with her, does she know what it entails?” he asked with mischief all over his voice. Olive’s cheeks began to turn pink and there was a burning sensation in them. She palmed her face and closed her eyes. Of course she knew what it entailed. He was an Alpha Wolf. And a very dominating, terrible one. He would have to unleash his beastly wolf on her. It would be on a full moon night, so her wolf too would be up to it. But then, only Alpha females could match up with an Alpha male’s vigor. And she wasn’t an Alpha female. How would she take all of his ferociousness?
“Would she be ready for that night? I’m a big bad wolf you see. I might not hold on to any restraint,” he drawled and she exhaled through her mouth. Her eyes caught a jar of cold water and she immediately poured it into an empty cup. She gulped down the whole of it and still couldn’t quench the fire she was feeling in her stomach.
“You smell nice,” he said and she frowned at him.
“What does my smell have to do with this?” she blurted.
“Down there,” he continued without changing the mischievous look in his face. Olive’s brows furrowed in confusion. What was down there?
Wayne leaned closer to her over the table and narrowed his eyes at her.
“You smell so good down there,” he whispered and she gasped and clenched her thighs. He was smelling her arousal. And she was soaking wet since that hot kiss in the car.
Her wolf whined and purred, wanting her mate to soothe her. Olive looked away from Wayne and pursed her lips.
“Third time I’m inhaling it today,” he continued in his whisper. Her head flipped back to him and her eyes widened.
“Th-third… time?” she asked with surprise.
“In the jacuzzi, before we went for a race. Then after I returned and we were in there again. Then few minutes ago from the car until now,” he explained slowly and her cheeks reddened and burned. How could he smell her even in water? She had thought the water concealed her.
“I must say, girlfriend-” he got on his feet, walked behind her and leaned even closer until their faces were just rubbing skin to skin. She couldn’t even turn her neck to look at his face because his head was blocking her own.
“You smell so good,” he continued and covered her ear with his warm mouth.
She gasped and held unto the edge of the table. She was too sensitive on her ears. And that had to be the place he was kissing her. He licked her earlobe slowly, torturing her and earning more gasps from her. Then he flicked his tongue across and she shuddered and let out a cry. Before she knew what she was doing, her hand grabbed his arm as she shuddered from all the shivers she was getting from just his mouth on her ear.
Wayne had been so uncomfortable ever since because her arousal was killing him. He had a very heightened sense of smell. Five times stronger than the average werewolf. So no scent or smell was hidden from him. He could smell anything from miles away. How wouldn’t he smell his mate’s arousal?
He had purposely brought about the topic of the Mating Ritual because he wanted her to know what she was in for. And that, so soon. He was going to bring the Mating Ritual two weeks forward which was less than a month away. The next full moon would be their mating ritual.
“We’ll be mated fully the next full moon,” he whispered and she gulped.
“You’ll completely be my Luna,” he added and licked the back of her ear.
“That’s… good then,” she managed to say. He smiled and left her. Immediately, she felt empty. She wanted him back there, behind her and hovering her like a mother hen. Wayne sat opposite her and began to slice delicious glazed ham into short thin slices. He picked it up in his fork and brought it to her mouth.
“I can feed myself,” she pouted.
“I never said you couldn’t,” he replied sarcastically and she rolled her eyes and opened up. He fed her gently and continued to feed her his whole plate.
“You are not going to eat something?” she asked amidst chewing.
“You want to feed me?” he asked with a sly grin. She frowned.
“No. I enjoy the fact that you love to feed your female. So keep it up,” she teased and opened up to a fork of salad. He chuckled deeply and poured out water for her. She thought he was going to let her drink by herself, but again she was wrong.
He took up the glass and brought it to her lips. She flushed. Filled with pride for her male and a feeling she couldn’t really comprehend. All she knew was that she loved the way he treated her. She parted her lips and drank the water from him slowly. But choked on it when someone barged into the dining room with glaring eyes and a very dark presence.