“Race my wolf?” Olive asked as she hurried after him. He was walking too fast and she was even eating. Why was he in such a hurry?
“Surprised? Or you don't have a wolf?”
“Of course I do. She's a pretty one,” Olive boasted and they entered the elevator together.
“How pretty?”
“You'll see,” she shrugged and popped the last bit of sandwich in her mouth.
“What about you? I bet you don't have a wolf,” she teased him and he chuckled.
“You are right, I don't have a wolf,” he said and she laughed, thinking he was joking. The rest of the elevator ride was in silence but, blissful silence. It wasn't like the other silence on the first day of their stroll, which Olive had found suffocating. This one was quite comfortable for her. Was she finally loving the presence of her mate, whether he spoke or not?
When the elevator dinged open downstairs, Wayne's hand took hers in his and helped her out. She was surprised he only held her hand as they were
The sort of rage, fear and protectiveness Wayne had just gone through was very new to him. He just couldn't take it and had to keep calm. It felt like his heart had been shattered into a million little pieces and splashed over a hard surface, making them bounce all about.He had watched his mate almost die in front of him. What if she was not a werewolf and was some fragile creature that couldn't withstand what she went through? What if she was human? She could have died in front of him. At the thought of this, he pinned her more to his furry self and covered her neck with his snout.“Wayne,” she had called again but his racing heart wouldn't let him free her. He had to make sure she was truly alive in his arms by listening to her heartbeat on and on.“Wayne, I'm fine. Really,” Olive tried to convince him. He loosened his grip on her and peeped at her face. The sight of her nose bleeding, her lip bursted and a large wound on her cheek made his heart boil again.
Olive was elated as she saw Wayne, her mate running after her. She ran into the road and ran in a zig zag way while he followed her pattern. He was a very fast wolf, and was already reaching her. So, she took a turn and ran in the opposite direction which they had just come from. He took after her and increased his pace.It was like he was diving through the wind and not actually running on legs. In less than a minute, he had caught up with Olive and she wheezed and fell down playfully. He towered over her and tickled her abdomen, sniffing her fur as he did so.She pushed him away and ran into the rocky area. Jumping on the rocks only. He stood still, not following her but just watching her movements. Olive knew he was worried she would fall again and she shook her head at the kind of mate she had.She stood still on a rock and looked at him. Then began to wave her tail at him, inviting him to her. He ran on the ground, dodging the rocks and jumping over plants
Olive giggled as he jerked her up to his shoulder and she swung slowly over Wayne's back. They entered his elevator and that was when he dropped her slowly by his side. He gazed into her green orbs that seemed so bright and happy, and he remembered the first time he saw them. They were filled with fear and hopelessness. Moist with tears and dull, just awaiting death.He felt satisfied with himself at what they now looked like. And he vowed, yes he vowed to himself that he would always do whatever he could to keep her eyes bright and happy.“You seem to love gazing into my eyes,” she mused after noticing how he was just peering at them, as if he was traveling through them to another dimension.“I love them,” he said firmly and with certainty that Olive immediately believed he loved them for real.“Because of the color, I guess,” she laughed and looked away from him.“A lot of people said I had beautiful eyes,” she added and shrugged, like it was not
Olive gulped as the three smells hit her. She could also smell faint odors of other people. Sweaty people. What had Wayne been up to? And why did he return so quickly?“Why do you look dazed?” Wayne asked her as he reached the tub and placed both his hands on it while crouching down and looking at his mate who was at the middle of the tub, sitting up and looking rigid.“I... I'm not,” she stuttered then lowered her face forward and shook only her face in the water. Then she lifted it and exhaled with her mouth. Wayne loved how water blended with her skin, making her look like a water goddess. He loved her wet lips, he wanted to kiss them. Her wavy black hair was now straight after soaked in the water.“Mind if I hop in? I feel terribly dirty.”“Sure,” she simply said and shrugged with a smile. He smirked at her and stepped backwards. Then he removed his black sweatshirt and dropped it on the floor. As he rem
Wayne shook his head at all of Olive's inquiries.“Women. Gosh, why do y'all have to be so nagging? I'm sure Dolly would bombard me with even more questions.”“But—”“These are my Alpha duties, Olive. There are lots of them. So don't worry over any little thing I go out to do, okay?”Olive heaved a sigh and nodded.“Good girl,” he lifted his hand and rubbed her cheek with his index finger. She bit her lips and exhaled deeply.“I have to go and dress up. I just wanted a hot bath earlier. See you downstairs at dinner,” she said and began to move out of the tub.“Downstairs? Who said we're having dinner downstairs?” She looked back at him.“But I thought we would be having dinner with your family,” she mumbled.“Get dressed and wait for me. Don't go anywhere. Just sit on the bed till I come out. Because we're having dinner outside the castle,” he ordered in his Alpha voice of authority. He closed his eyes and crossed his arms, taking a position of solitude.“Yes, Alpha,” Olive muttered.
“You look magnificent. Like a Prince,” Olive mused as she smiled and walked up to him. She didn't know she also had an effect on him.He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt. Ironed neatly and it clung to his body perfectly.The top buttons were out, showing huge chest muscles underneath. His unruly hair looked tamed as it was gelled backwards, leaving only a small fraction hanging over his face beautifully. Yes, he looked beautiful and handsome at the same time.His black pants had two lines vertically moving from top to bottom. Who ironed his clothes for him? That person was good.It took all the self control that Wayne had not to pull Olive and kiss her tenderly on those glistening lips of hers. She looked so beautiful that he wanted to merge himself with her, to look this beautiful too.“You look beautiful, Olive,” he managed to say. Then he took her hand gently and kissed it. Lingering more than expected of her. She felt her heart melting and she blushed.“Thank you, Wayne,” she a
The silence in the car was slowly killing Olive. Not because she wanted to have a conversation with Wayne, but because she was curious about where he was taking her. He had his back resting on the seat, his face to the ceiling of the car and his eyes closed.He seemed to be thinking, but looking at him closely, he looked tired. Olive felt bad immediately. He had been away on a hectic mission for one whole week. And he returned just this noon.He didn't even rest at all. He took a long bath with her, took her on her evening stroll where they raced each other's wolves for an hour, then they returned and he ran off with his men for an emergency.Now he was taking her on a date. Was he some sort of superman or what? He should rest.Olive sighed silently and looked down at their intertwined hands. Her fingers looked so small in his. She felt secure just by holding his hands. Slowly and gently, she rubbed her thumb across the back of his palm soothingly. She wished she had let him rest inst
Olive gasped at the new, strange and sudden action her lips were indulged in. Wayne was kissing her. Goodness! He was truly kissing her.His lips on hers were so gentle, like he was licking melting ice cream. Her eyes were still like saucers because she was caught unaware and she saw how his eyes were closed, and his face was looking peaceful.His hand slowly pulled her closer by her waist and the other hand held her neck gently. All that was to make sure she was pinned against him. He wanted to feel her. All of her.Olive loved the sensation she was getting from his hands as they pulled her closer to him. She found her fingers clutching the sides of his shirt carefully so she wouldn't crumple them. The kiss was gentle and slow, so it wasn't hard for her to return the action.Slowly, she entwined her lips with his and nibbled on it. Then opened up and licked the upper lip before sucking it with mouth. He groaned as he felt a wave of pleasure rock his body