Few minutes later, they reached the castle and Wayne took her straight up to their elevator in his arms. She complained and whined that she could walk and he should stop being such a gentleman. But since she could not read minds like him, she didn't know he was preventing people from seeing her looking so sexy and alluring.When they rode up to their quarters, Olive thought about where all the guests they were getting would stay.“Where are your important guests going to stay during the course of the mating festival?” she asked with furrowed brows as they walked past the fountain. She glanced at the sparkling aquarium and felt delighted at the beautiful fishes and bubbles and lights.“Don't you mean our guests? They're not just my guests, Olive,” Wayne stated and she mouthed an 'oh'.“Our guests. My bad. They are our guests,” she corrected herself.“We have lots of five star hotels in the city for them to lodge. Some of them own villas here. And some are going to stay at the castle's
It was morning already and Olive woke up in bed with a stir. She flapped her eyelashes gently, like a butterfly taking its first flight. She yawned and stirred again, then she spread her arms and hit something hard.“Wayne?” she called and met eyes with him. He was sitting down, with his back resting against the headboard. He wore no shirt, and his waist down was covered by the blanket.“Morning,” he said and smiled at her. She rubbed her eyes then hugged his legs.“Morning,” she replied and laid her head on his thighs. She closed her eyes and exhaled. Wayne's fingers ran through her hair and she got the shivers.“What time is it?” she asked.“Ten in the morning,” Wayne answered and she shot up.“What!?”He shrugged casually. Her eyes darted to the wall clock and saw it was fifteen minutes past ten.“Why did I sleep so much? Weren't we supposed to go and receive Alpha Maximo from the airport?” she asked and he nodded.“We were supposed to. But then, I couldn't drag a sleeping girl int
The three cars which left the Balendin Pack Castle came to a stop in front of a huge villa. A man in suit quickly came out of one of the cars and opened the back door of the car in the middle. Wayne stepped out and held out his hand. Olive's fingers delicately crawled into it and her feet stepped on the floor with him pulling her out gently.“Thanks,” she muttered with a smile and he returned a look of admiration mixed with love. His hand encircled her waist and together they walked towards the villa. Two of their guards followed them while the remaining ones stood guard by the cars.“Nervous?” he whispered as they reached the entrance.“He's your first Alpha friend I'm meeting,” she whispered back. Wayne chuckled darkly.“Relax. You're too perfect to mess anything up.”That brought a smile to Olive's face and she did relax. The door opened from the inside and an old man stepped out.“Alpha Knight. A pleasure to see you again. Please, come inside,” he said in a pure Italian accent and
Wayne and Olive returned to the castle around past one in the afternoon. Olive was so tired, yet happy and wouldn't stop smiling. Wayne on the other hand wasn't smiling but at least he was happy she had gotten on the very good side of Dante. He had had a little fear at the back of his mind that his good friends would not accept Olive. But seeing how Dante reacted to her, he was more than happy.“I need to have a very long sleep,” she groaned as she pulled out her heels in the elevator. Wayne grabbed her waist and lifted her face to look at him.“You look so beautiful,” he muttered and stared at her lips.“And why are you looking like I gave you a love potion?” she asked with a laugh. Wayne chuckled softly and kissed her slowly.“Hmmm,” she moaned and hugged his back. Wayne nibbled on her lips and sucked her tongue before releasing her.“Can't wait to mark you,” he whispered as he trailed a finger down the side of her neck. Olive pouted at him and flapped her eye lashes like a cute Pix
Jericho came forward and picked a hamburger to eat.“So how was y'all's hangover?” Olive inquired as she picked a plate of lasagna.“Terrible. I felt I was going to die. If Vanessa had not made soup for me and given me her pain killers, I'd have fainted,” Dolly spoke and Shem scoffed.“Are you sure you're the doctor here? Why should Vanessa give you drugs? Don't you like know what you're supposed to take and just take it to stop the pain?” he asked and Dolly rolled her eyes.“For your information bro, I don't drink and get drunk everyday so I don't keep hangover pain killers beside my bed to take when I wake up.”“I'm still disappointed in you. When are you going to return full time to just practically living in the hospital again? I'm sick of your face.”And that was how Shem earned Dolly throwing him a slice of pizza right in the face. He screamed and shut his eyes because it was hot and had stung him.“Do you guys know what happened yesterday?” Olive asked with a mischievous grin.
Dolly ran into her room crying. She banged the door behind her and crashed on her bed. She couldn't believe she had stopped so low and embarrassed herself so much. How could she do that? Of all the things to do while drunk she had to make out with Terry. And Terry? Why was it even Terry? She looked so serious and lustful in that video that she was sure she would have gone down to the floor with him and do it there. And he too was so drunk that he played along. What even made them drink that much.As she laid down and cried into her pillow, her door opened and Terry ran inside. He saw Dolly crying so loudly into her pillow and his heart ached.“Dolly?” he called as he walked towards her. She sat up immediately and saw it was him. She stared at him emotionlessly for a few seconds then gulped.“Excuse me, Terry. I'd like to be alone,” she croaked and wiped her tears while looking away from him. Terry heard her, but instead began to move closer. She jerked backwards on the bed and glared
It was after dinner that Wayne and Olive were able to visit and welcome the important guests in the castle. The visit Olive loved the most was that to Prince Dakar whom she had heard so many stories and myths about. The Prince who was exiled to a deserted island.He was such a lovely, little worded man. He was a big guy, bigger than Wayne and he had lovely shoulder length hair. And he could cook! Goodness, he was a great cook. But if she continued to admire how alluring he was and how his aura was so powerful, then her mate could send him back on another exile to the island.The day was almost over and they were now in bed getting ready to sleep and wake up on their big day. But Olive was so nervous. She had never been to a mating ritual before, neither did she have any idea at all of what it would entail.“Babe, how's the Mating Ritual in Balendin Pack performed?” she asked. He yawned and patted her head.“You'll be carried off by the priestesses come dawn tomorrow and will spend the
As the Alpha, the bride was to approach him first before the other men. It was a form of respect to the lead wolf of the pack.Olive smiled nervously and gently walked alone towards Wayne, their eyes never leaving each other. She couldn't wait to hold his outstretched arm. It was beckoning on her. Calling her to fix her fingers in his, to finally be one with him. Wayne was hers and she was Wayne's.Alpha Knight tried his hardest to not speed to Olive and lock her in a tight embrace. She was so beautiful, her beauty in sync with the full moon and radiating upon him with full force. Wayne didn't know if it was the full moon causing him to be overaware of how pleasant his mate was. Or if it was her beauty that made the night as radiant as it was. Either way, Olive was involved. His mate. The proof that a monster like him still deserved mercy. And Olive was that mercy in flesh.Wayne loved her. He deeply, profoundly, intensely loved Olive Rodger. And he was determined to protect his mate