Chapter 5

Asher’s POV

The scent of vanilla and roses wafted from the staircase to the dinning, indicating the Raven is on her way down. Raven came down and walked towards the dinning looking all radiant and beautiful in the dress I picked out for her.

My wolf purred at her sight. The short yellow dress stopping at her knees, was stunning on her, guess i picked out the right size. 

The neckline and waist had thin strips of delicate lace with floral pattern emphasizing the deep-v neckline, showing a hint of cleavage, more fitted around her curves.

The color was a perfect match to her blond hair, accentuating the color of her eyes. Her curves were enticing to touch. She rocked the dress so well my wolf wanted to claim her here and now in the presence of all our staff to show that she belongs to us.

“Absolutely perfect” I murmured, standing up to meet her by the landing. I could feel the tension rolling off her as I neared. Too scared to look up at me, instead stared at her feet.

I raised my hand to bring her chin up so she could look up at me, suddenly she flinched, as if expecting me to hit her or something.

Someone had hit my mate before, giving her reaction now and i’m going to find out who and make them all pay in blood for their abuse. But first i’ve to take care of my mate, make sure she’s well comfortable. I railed in my anger so as not to scare her further.

“You look beautiful Raven,” I said, smiling down at her. I could see her blush so red in embarrassment. Doubt anyone has ever complimented her such. Well she better start getting used to it, i plan on complimenting my mate’s beauty all the time.

“Come on, let’s eat now” I said, taking her hand and leading her to the dining table. The table has been set with a variety of food. On cue, Raven’s stomach growled at the sight of the food.

“Eat Raven, you’re clearly hungry” I said slowly, handing her a dish to serve herself. She took small portions of the food, not quite enough for even a pup to eat.

“Is that all you’re having”

“Yes, that’s all”

“But why? You’re clearly starving and that doesn't seem like it can fill you”

“I’m not used to having a lot to eat, so little portions are okay for me” she said in a small tone

Gripping the fork in my hand so tight I thought the cutlery was going to break, trying hard to reign my wolf in and suppress our anger. What kind of treatment has she been subjected to? We’ll be visiting this conversation soon.

“Eat more Raven or I'll have to force feed you myself” I said with a little force and command to my tone.

She flinched at that, but took more food on her plate and started eating

Raven’s POV

Coming down the stairs, tension rolling off me, anticipation and nervousness at what Asher is going to think about my appearance.Would he like it? What would be his reaction? Those questions are playing on my mind.

I had decided to pack my hair up in a messy bun since I didn't have time to properly dry them out after the shower.

Reaching the landing of the stairs, I saw Asher stand up and move towards me in a predatory manner.

He carried himself with such grace and style like a true Alpha.

He’s close enough now that I can smell his cologne and feel the heat coming off his body, and it does nothing to alleviate the tension tightening my back and shoulders but my wolf seems to preen at how close our mate is.

Too scared to move, I just stand there, waiting for whatever he wants to say or do.

His hands move and I flinch, but he gently touches my chin, lifting it, forcing me to look up at him.

Our eyes lock and I know he can read the nerves wracking in my gaze.

His expression is a little hard to read, but I detect a hint of arousal and anger too. But what could he be possibly angry at?

“You look beautiful Raven” he says with a smile that lights up his features, making him look so gentle from his normal fierce look.

I blush in embarrassment. I’m convinced that every inch of my skin must be looking like neon pink signs right now.

Surely, I resemble a flamingo with the flush racing from my forehead to toes.

His scent is winding its way around me and my wolf. Cinnamon and honey calling to me on a cellular level and having my wolf purring.

He takes my hand and leads to the table. The smell of the delicious dishes had my stomach growling again.

He passed a dish to me and I took little portions of food. Not used to eating a lot and not having the right to do so in my pack.

Asher noticed this, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him all about it now. I added more to my plate after he threatened to force feed me if I didn't eat enough.

 The rest of the dinner went smoothly with Asher promising to give me a proper tour of the house and introduce me to the staff tomorrow. 

It was finally time to go to bed. Asher led me to our bedroom and excused himself, he said he needed to go deal with something in the pack.

Pulling off the dress, I folded it back into place and checked the walk-in closet for a nightgown, but all I could see wear thin nightgowns, some see through.

Who bought all these? And am I supposed to wear it? It was all sexy, but I've never owned anything sexy before.

Deciding on the black silky nightgown, the more decent one of them all to wear. At least this wasn’t seen through even though I showed a lot of cleavage.

I’m not that small, I have breasts slightly bigger than the normal size, round hips and ass.

My mother used to insult me, saying that I looked like a pig. Except for the blond hair we had in common, I looked nothing like my mother.

Althea Blackwood, very beautiful with a model like figure, straight blond hair and blue eyes. Luna, everyone else pack Luna envied.