“Surprised huh? Haha. Well, he was a moron. Glad he has improved under Alpha Knight’s reign,” Crusoe said and shrugged casually.
“Where is he at?” she asked.
“Nighthowl City which used to be Nighthowl Pack. He’s just a businessman now. He’s not even the Mayor. Good thing for him to lower that his pride. And he is not even allowed to mention that he was the Alpha. So literally, people have forgotten who he was.”
“I don’t know if I should be sorry about what happened to your pack or if I should be happy for you.”
“Be anything but sorry. I’m glad I followed your mate to Aspen City. He’s everything I dreamt of a leader. Well, almost everything,” he laughed and Olive chuckled softly.
“I’m gonna go check on him. Thanks for talking with me.”
“Anytime, Luna,” he replied with a smile. She smiled back and got up then walked towards the door. Her glass was in her hand as she knocked slightly. She leaned her ear over the door and heard him talking over the phone so she just turned the doorknob and opened the door. She entered the bedroom and closed the door behind her.
The room smelled nice as if there was an air freshener hanging somewhere. The floor was white as opposed to the floor of the VIP room which was a red carpet. The bed was medium sized and had was sparkling white bed covers.
Olive furrowed her brows as she figured out her mate was not in the room. She then realized that there was a balcony and he seemed to be standing there and making his phone call. She walked to the other side of the room and entered a small doorway with two doors opposite each other. She opened one and realized it was the bathroom then closed it back. She opened the second one and saw it led to the balcony.
A cool night breeze blew into the room and over at her face. Outside was brightly lit up by the beautiful moon light. She stepped out and Wayne stretched forth his hand for her to embrace him. She walked into the enclosure of his arm and cuddled into him. He placed a small kiss on her cheek and chuckled to whatever the person at the other end of the phone was telling him.
“No. I don’t believe that would be true in my case,” he said.
“Trust me, it would be. You know I am always right, Wayne. You never prove me wrong,” the person at the other end of the phone said with an Italian accent.
“That is because we never seem to be talking about relevant things.”
There was a laughter at the other end.
“That is such a rude thing to say. However, I forgive you tonight because I and you are in a good mood today. I leave the fight for another day. Say hello to your beautiful female for me. Tell her I cannot wait to see her tomorrow,” the person stated.
“She would hear,” came Wayne’s reply.
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
And the call ended. Wayne pocketed his phone.
“And here I was thinking you were on a business call,” Olive cited.
“No. It was just an informal call,” he replied and pulled her to face him so he could see her beautiful face. The moon was already quite full and he was getting the tingles. He could not just wait for the ritual.
“You look really beautiful, Olive,” he whispered and she smiled sideways.
“Have you not told me that tonight?” she asked jokingly.
“Does it matter the number of times I tell my female how desirable she is?” he asked and pulled her by the waist to himself. She placed her palms flat on his chest and looked into his eyes.
“No. Doesn’t matter,” she whispered and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
“Who was that anyway?” she asked after the kiss.
“Alpha Dante Maximo,” he answered and she gasped. She pointed at the necklace and he nodded.
“Yes, him. He’s already on a plane from Italy and is expected to land tomorrow morning here in Balendin Pack. We would go and receive him together,” Wayne stated.
“Wow. He seemed like a nice person. I honestly cannot wait to meet him.”
“He keeps saying the same concerning you.”
“Really? Haha.”
“It’s chilling. Let’s go inside. And this moon is doing me no good,” he said and pulled Olive inside. Immediately they were in the room, he exhaled deeply in relief and closed the door.
“Alpha wolves,” Olive said with an eye roll.
“You have no idea,” he whispered and she laughed. She walked to the bed and sat on it. It was bouncy and she bounced her body against it.
“Nice bed,” she cited and rubbed her fingers on it.
“Yeah,” he acknowledged and looked away from her into the mirror.
“I’m having it changed,” he added and began to loosen his tie.
“Why?” Olive asked but he didn’t answer.
“It’s not what I’m thinking, is it?” she asked but he still didn’t reply.
“I will take that as a yes,” she whispered and got off the bed.
“I’m sorry,” he said and turned to look at her with sorry eyes. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“It’s fine. As long as we recreate and wipe out those times with our own memories,” she replied in a husky tone. He smirked evilly.
“Should we make memories everywhere?” he asked.
“Every fucking place,” she drawled sexily and nibbled on his lips. They were about to start kissing deeply when they heard a bottle fall and shatter noisily.
“What was that?” Olive asked even though she knew it was a bottle that fell down and broke. Wayne sighed and walked to the door. He opened it and sighed again at the sight he saw. Olive stood beside him and her jaw dropped.
Shem and Jericho were dancing against each other. Or more like, twerking against each other and laughing noisily.
Jake was sleeping and snoring on the floor and it was his leg that kicked the table and made the bottle fall on him. He was not wearing any shoes or socks so he sustained an injury on the leg the bottle fell over. But he didn’t even know that he was wounded and bleeding. Hopefully, the injury would heal up before he even woke up.
Dolly and Terry were spiced up at a corner, kissing and rubbing hands like the world was ending and they were exercising their greatest wish. Vanessa was nowhere to be found.
“Where is Vanessa?” Wayne asked Crusoe curtly. He was standing by the bar, sipping on a wine glass slowly. His third glass that night after Olive handed him the champagne flute whereas his counterparts had taken more than ten glasses. No wonder they were fully wasted.
“Downstairs. Probably with a man or even two,” Crusoe answered with a shrug. Wayne’s eyebrows thickened and he held his head with his fingers against his forehead.
“That sister of mine,” he muttered. Olive was still standing surprised at what Dolly and Terry were doing. Dolly was already unbuttoning his shirt and he seemed to be trying to take his hand up Dolly’s dress but she was wearing something too tight.
“Uhm, Wayne. Dolly and Terry are…” she trailed off because she did not know what to say. She had never seen Dolly and Terry act a bit too close to each other. They were always totally normal. Or, was it just because they were drunk?
“Crusoe, take care of those two for me. Make sure they don’t do anything apart from the one they already did,” Wayne ordered and Crusoe nodded.
“Come with me, Olive,” he held her hand and walked her towards the entrance.
“What about the rest?” she asked as Crusoe went up to Dolly and Terry and tried to pull them apart.
“The guards are on their way. They’ll bring them home,” he answered.
“Wait. I gotta film this,” she stated and ran to her purse which she had almost forgotten on the sofa. She picked it up and took out her phone. She filmed Jake and his bloodied foot with the broken bottle around it, then she videoed the dancing duo of Jericho and Shem. She laughed as she focused the camera on them. Next, she videoed Dolly and Terry who were giving Crusoe a hard time in separating them. They just wanted to kiss and go further.
“Let’s find a bed,” Terry seemed to say as he succeeded in pushing Crusoe off and pulling Dolly to himself again. His buttons were already off… and strewn over the floor because Dolly had literally yanked them off.
“Just knock them out!” Wayne ordered and instantly, Crusoe hit both of them on the neck and they came tumbling down over each other. Dolly on top of Terry.
“Gosh,” Olive laughed.
“And those two idiots too,” Wayne cited. Crusoe walked to the two dancing fools and just pinched them in the right places and got them falling down. Olive videoed all of them as they were on the floor before ending her video. She was laughing so hard her eyes were filled with tears.
Wayne stretched forth his hand towards her and she grabbed her purse and skipped over the unconscious bodies over to him. He seemed pissed and Olive wondered why. Was this the first time he was seeing his people getting wasted?