Chapter 36
DAVINA’S POV
I woke up feeling weak after sleeping for a long time. I checked the wall clock and it was forty-five minutes past seven. It had been a long nap. I looked at Tammy, who was sleeping peacefully on my chest. I caressed her hair and settled back to sleep. At least this time my sleep was a bit different. As I slowly closed my eyes, I drifted into the realm of darkness and dozed off in seconds.
Author POV
The door swings open, and he struggles to balance himself like an ordinary person, holding a bottle of liquor, what a terrible drinker, He quietly finds a place to set down the bottle and approaches the woman lying on his bed with a wide smile. He gazed at her, his green eyes glowing with love, he loved the sight of his daughter’s head on his mate’s chest.
He brushed his daughter’s hair for a while, trying to find a balance within himself. He then returned his gaze to the woman who was lying with his daughter and brought his face closer to her neck. Unconsciously, she turned sideways, trying to get better sleep.
He pressed his lips against her neck as the position made it easier, causing Davina’s eyes to snap open with fear.
“Tristan,” Her sleepy voice came out low and worried.
“Hmm,” he hummed drunkenly.
“Have you been drinking?” she asked as she reached for the emergency bell. She successfully rang it, and the door burst open, revealing five uniformed men in suits.
“Alpha,” they called in unison and rushed to assist him in perfecting his balance.
“One of you should get my girls,” Davina instructed. She quietly laid Tammy on the bed and then stood up, directing the men to move Tristan to the other side of the bed.
“Just lay him down gently,” she instructed. “Watch his head!” She panicked as fear rushed down her spine.
“Luna.”
“Yes,” she replied immediately, gazing at the man who had just spoken. “It’s not safe for Tammy to be with the Alpha right now.”
“Oh yes, I thought of that. That’s why I sent for my girls, so they can take her to her room,” she responded with a smile and walked to the bedside where Tristan lay.
“I apologize for being too forward, my Luna.” He knelt, his voice low. She frowned at him.
“Everyone’s opinion matters; ideas and suggestions are never a waste. Nobody is perfect,” she explained, staring at the men.
“So get up; you did nothing wrong by making a suggestion,” she instructed. He obeyed, mumbling his thanks every minute.
“My Luna!” Cassy rushed in, her face filled with fear.
“I’m fine, Cassy. The alpha is just drunk. Please take Tammy to her room; one of you should stay with her for the night.” She instructed, and they nodded.
“We will guide you to your room, Luna Davina,” Juanita said as she cleared the path ahead.
“My room? When is he in this state?” Davina stuttered, gazing at Juanita with an expression of disbelief.
“I’m sorry,” she said, bowing her head in apology.
“Dismiss everyone!” she instructed in a firm voice. Cassy lifted sleepy Tammy onto her shoulder as everyone walked out one by one.
Does he take any pills or substances when he’s drunk?
“He drinks hangover soup every morning upon waking up,” one of the men replied.
“Are you his escorts?” she asked, staring at him since he was the only man standing in the room.
“Yes, my Luna.”
“Okay, good. Perfect. Tell the kitchen to prepare one. I will ring the bell when he wakes up in the morning,” she said, redirecting her gaze at Tristan. The door shut in the background, and she exhaled deeply.
She checked his temperature and gasped upon realizing how high he was burning up. She hurried to the bathroom to grab a towel and a bowl of water.
“Why did you drink so much?” she stammered, placing a cold towel on his forehead.
“I’m not drunk, woman,” he uttered one word after another. Davina shut her eyes in disgust as his alcohol odor hit her deeply.
“Oh gosh. It’s going to be a long night,” she lamented, mopping his face as she thought for a while.
She dropped the wet folded towel onto his forehead and began to remove his clothes, but he grasped her wrist. She gasped, startled by his sudden move, and stared at him with a look of fear.
“I just want to take your clothes off, you are burning up.” She stuttered, hoping he could hear her and release her from his grip.
He pulled her wrist, making her fall on his chest, His eyes slowly opened slightly, and he stared at her. The stares held meaning. Davina watched breathlessly as her jaw dropped when he used his other hand to take the wet towel off his forehead.
“You look different tonight,” he complimented in a raspy tone. She took a moment to examine herself, looking from her head down to her toes.
“Are you serious?” she asked, her voice filled with disbelief. He nodded, his face flushing with embarrassment.
“Your cheeks are all red, Tristan. I can’t believe I will witness this day,” she said, still on him, and he hummed gibberish words, still not letting go of her.
“I should ring the bell so your escorts can free me from your grip.” She spoke, trying to break free from his grip, but he tightened it slightly.
“Tristan you are hurting me.” She cried out, losing all strength as she weakened to her knees. He tried to speak, but the smell of alcohol made her grimace in disgust. He spun her around, making her lie on her back. She was startled by his sudden move and lay there, numb and speechless at what had just happened.
He was at the top, and she was beneath him, her body rising and falling rapidly.
“Tristan, you are drunk,” she said softly. Her voice was low and calm, despite a moment of fear on her face.
“What made you think I’m drunk and unaware of my actions?” he mumbled, reaching for her face. She stood still, watching his every move.
“Just let me go.”
“What if I don’t?” He replied quickly.
“Why?” Her voice shook with emotion.
“Because I want to be inside of you, I want to bury my cock in your warm pussy. He leaned in closer as he spoke those words.
“I want to eat you all night.” He whispered in her ear, her body shuddering when she felt his wet tongue on the skin, beneath her ear, down to her neck.
“I want to eat you till you pass out from the constant shakes of thy legs.” He muffled in between the kiss.