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
The mates walked through the front doors and entered a living room. It wasn't large compared to the rooms she had been seeing in the castle, but it was a spacious living room. The sofas were pure white and had gold designs around the base and under it as the small legs which held it up. They were about four and were around the large glass table in the middle of the room.A television sat by the wall facing the sofas. All around were heavy, golden curtains over the windows. They had white threads hanging from them in a manner that spelt royalty. Olive felt like she was in another luxurious city. She loved how the room looked. Cozy royalty.How would it feel like raising kids here? Wayne would be watching the television with the kids all entwined around him while she would be setting the table for dinner. She blushed at the thought and pinned her lips together to refrain herself from grinning like a moron.“I'm guessing you like this place. And you're getting one
“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
Wayne's face turned into a deep frown that he suddenly looked scary. Olive was still choking so he turned his face from Gia and handed her a napkin.“Sip tiny water,” he said in a very dark and angry voice.“Thanks,” she croaked and sipped a little water from his glass. He got up and stood behind her, patting her back gently until she calmed down. Her eyes were red and her face flushed.“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to barge in on whatever's—” Gia's circled her index finger around, gesturing at the table, “—going on here.” Her tone was purely sarcastic. Olive gave her a glare. How did she even get here?Wayne stood upright and looked at Gia who returned his stare with one as dark and hard as the one he was giving her. She was so angry. So mad at him. If her heart could throw daggers then Olive would be pinned to the wall with daggers all over her body.How dare that lowlife come and take a pos
After kissing for a full minute, Olive's eyes returned to normal. Her fangs and claws withdrew. She looked at Wayne who was still holding her and kissing her and she frowned. She pushed him away and he staggered back in surprise. Before he could say boo, a slap tore across his face. Then another slap. Then a third one. Then the fourth one. All on one cheek. It wasn't painful for him. But it hurt him. Somewhere inside his chest was hurting.“You liar! You womanizer! I hate you! I hate you so much!” she cried as she began to hit him all over his body. He grabbed her arms and pinned her to the wall, carefully.“Olive,” he whispered.“Don't call my name! Don't call me with that tongue of yours,” she cried. His heart began melting like butter in a hot skillet.“Don't cry,” he said and began wiping her tears with his thumbs. His eyes turned into a warm, shiny blue. Like an ocean filled with stars. She gasped.