Laila As the captain announced we were about to land, I inwardly sighed in relief as my butt was numbing and my back was hurting badly after such a long flight. I could already see myself getting up and stretching out properly and then walking and walking, and walking just to feel like a human again. I moved my eyes from the movie I was watching on the small screen and looked outside the window. There it was — the city where I'm going to spend the next 6 months. I was excited as it was something new and unknown. I have never been here so there was everything to explore. I relished the thrilling feeling of it all as traveling was my passion. As we landed, I waited till most people exited the plane. I always stayed at the back because there was no point in rushing as the whole process was always slow. First, walking endlessly in the maze of an airport to the border patrol and waiting in the long queue and waiting some more while the border patrol checked the documents continuing throu
I spent most of Sunday sleeping. The inner clock was quite damaged. I got up to cook and eat and crawled back into bed to sleep more. It didn’t take long for Monday morning to come as my alarm song Wake Me Up by Avici streamed through my phone's speakers - classy but good. I got ready – shower, dressing, light breakfast. I packed all the portfolio that was for the renovation project and my laptop. Today I had to meet the clients and revise all the details with them. I wanted to see if there was anything else they wanted to add or maybe they had changed their mind about something by now. As I was driving to the client's place, I felt anxious. It was slightly odd. Usually, I did have some level of anxiety when meeting new clients and people, but this felt different. My stomach was buzzing and my palms were even sweaty. I tried to shake off the stress. Chill, it is another client. I know the procedure. If they want to change anything, it is not a problem. I tried to pep talk myself. I
James I was jogging down the stairs without a care in the world as I remembered the hot redhead that I f*ked last night. That was a good sport, and maaan that mouth of hers was able to suck. I chuckled at myself. Oh, sweet memories. Suddenly, I caught an amazing smell as my wolf started to circle in my head restlessly. I stopped dead in my tracks, and without thinking, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the most delightful smell that had ever waffled in my nose. It smelled fresh like...grass? No. It was like grass that has heated up in the sun and turned into hay quickly. I could feel, smell, and see that hot summer day being outdoors. I opened my eyes and they locked on a magical creature standing at the entrance. My wolf said that one magical word that I had been dreaming, hoping and waiting and waiting, and waiting to hear for days, weeks, months, and years. “Mate”. My mind went on a high drive. No f*ing way!! My mate was in front of me! MY MATE was in my own house! I ha
Chapter 4 Laila I entered the living room and saw a lady in her forties, maybe? She looked younger, but if that guy was her son, then she had to be older. Oh wow! She looked beautiful with her green eyes and blond hair. During our video calls, the blurry pixels did no good to her natural beauty. Now that I see her up close in real life, she looks stunning. I approached her hastily and extended my hand: - Hello, Mrs. Montgomery, I’m sorry I’m a bit late. She smiled brightly at me. - Oh, don’t worry, dear! Welcome! Come and sit, Miss Apine! I hope I pronounced that correctly. No, she didn’t, but I kept on smiling. - Can I call you Laila? She smiled at me. Maybe my face gave away that my surname was not pronounced correctly. - Of course! I nodded my head. - I was just sipping my tea. I have a day off, so I am not in a rush at all. She had a motherly vibe flowing from her. During the video calls she seemed a nice lady and now facing her it was confirmed . - Good to know that
James When I entered the living room and wanted to participate in their meeting, my mother looked at me a bit longer. I was usually super hungry in the mornings and jumping on food was even the first thing before I said a proper “good morning” to my family. I bet she suspected that something was fishy with my behavior. But I couldn’t help it, could I? My mate was at MY house. My mate was just in front of my eyes. And she didn't even know that she was my mate, what a mate was, and that I am a werewolf. I thought waiting for my mate was the toughest and longest part, but I still have some more walking to do. So, it turned out she was our house redecorator. That was good, as she would spend more time in our place, I wouldn’t even have to call her here. Laila. That was her name that echoed in my mind for several minutes. A beautiful name for an even more beautiful woman. It was my new favorite word. I listened to her talking to my mom. Her voice just floated in my ears like Earthly music
Laila As I sat in the cab, I blew out a breath. I felt relieved I got away from the place. This encounter felt intense. Not with Mrs. Montgomery. No. With Mr. Playboy. Okay, so his name is James.Things with him were awkward. Much. Why did he wanna know where I live? He probably noticed my accent and weird surname. What were those intense stairs directed my way? And what were those cheesy lines about? Was he flirting with me? Jeez, that is the least I need right now – a playboy hitting on me. A shiver went down my spine remembering his face. I would take it as a warning from my intuition. It has never let me down this far. I should stay away from Mr. Playboy.It felt kind of flattering that such a rich handsome guy was advancing on me. Or was I just imagining things? Am I arrogant to think that he was hitting on me?He is very handsome, and he sure knows it. He was flashing those charming smiles often. Oh, no, not going that road.
My week passed by quickly. I met Mrs. Montgomery on Wednesday. Thank God, Mr. Playboy was not there, which means he has forgotten about me already. And that is good for me. Honestly, I felt a bit sad and disappointed that I didn’t meet him. He said he would be there, so the back of my brain scanned the environment as if he would pop up at any moment. But he didn't and I brushed it off quickly. I didn’t need a distraction, I was here to focus on my work. Besides, it was clear that my idea was correct – he would forget about me the next day. Something buzzed in my heart after this thought. I guess it was another warning. I should be as far from this guy as possible, so a good thing that he didn’t show up.The meeting went by smoothly. At the end of it Mrs. Montgomery invited me to her charity ball that had to happen on Saturday. She told me that she usually holds it in December. But she wanted to do it before her house turned into a complete mess. I agreed to come to the event. as I had
LailaI’m smiling inwardly, wondering why James has been so persistent about trying to chat with me. There are many girls that keep on glancing at him now and then. He should go to any of them. I keep on hinting to him that I’m not interested in him nor in having this conversation. It’s not easy as he is very persistent and his presence makes me feel..funky? He does look very appealing in this dark blue tuxedo with styled hair with gel which gives him an out-of-cover look. Something tugs at my heart. Maybe I wish that circumstances were different. Maybe I could have a fling with him. Oh, well, it doesn't matter… Right?Usually, I’m very kind and open to any conversation, but this hot, rich peace is making me rather… I can’t even put a name to this feeling. Maybe edgy? Yes, something like that! I’m not properly grasping if it is a good or bad edginess. So, I am trying to observe the situation and be more distant with him. My guard is high up, and I’m not making this easy for him at all.
- I could say something nice to most of the people in this room.She retorted back at him equally dissatisfied but still defiant.- Go ahead then!Lucas encouraged her with a hand gesture but slight mockery in his tone. There was a moment of silence from Laila while everyone looked expectantly at her. I was wondering will she back out of the challenge. Then she twisted her body over mine to see Alpha.- I think it is very nice of you to try to be more approachable to your pack members as you join the meals now and hang out with us here. I've heard many good things about that in the halls and the kitchen, wolves are truly happy about it.Laila said very sincerely to Alpha who nodded at her after the compliment. Then she turned to Fay and Lucas.- Fay, thank you for trying so hard to look after me when James is not in the house. I see you as my sweet little sister. I feel that your personality is still a bud, so I hope you will allow yourself to bloom into a beautiful flower and be who
JamesI entered the packhouse and my nose steered me towards the lounge area where my mate's scent came the strongest. As I approached I could already feel her through the bond and my heart squeezed in longing. I pushed through the doors and my focus was only on her. I was genuinely happy to see her as a bright smile shone on my face on its own accord, and my joy increased as Laila's features softened and a bright smile bloomed on her face, meaning she was happy to see me too. I plopped next to her not very satisfied that she was sitting on the same sofa as our unmated Alpha but I didn't make a fuss about it now. Instead, I pulled my mate closer and inhaled her fresh smell deeply until I felt dizzy. I sighed happily and pecked her lips, seeing her eyes shining at me.- Speaking of the devil...I heard Lucas mumble under his breath.- Am I the devil?I asked him back to which he grinned.- Are you gossiping about me?I asked the obvious.- He was prying into our relationship.Laila poin
Laila - Do you like it here? Kate interrupted my train of questions as I studied Fay. - “Here” as in this living room with your group, as in your werewolf community, or as in this city or country? I asked back for clarification. - As in our pack, in this packhouse. She specified. - Well, it feels like I am back in the dorms. It’s okay. I said as I saw that Kate still had questions on her face. - I guess I prefer to live in my place that is separated from everyone. It helps me to recharge and rest better. But it’s ok. I understand the reasons why James chose to put us here, so… What can I do? I’m just a guest here. I explained. - Is that how you feel? Kate asked surprised. - Yes? Was it a different reply than you expected? I chuckled nervously. I can say it again, I hate being fake but seems that people here can't take my honest replies sometimes. - Well, I guess I hoped you would say that you feel great here. Kate said sadly. - Sorry to disappoint. I said quietly. -
LailaSo this was my new life's routine. I ate meals together with the pack members, worked till evening, and then tagged along with Fay, as she came to collect me on days when James was not coming home early, which was almost every day. Most of the time I was silent and just observed and listened to others talking about pack life, their training, and some news as to who improved in sparring or who met his or her mate. Lucas and Kate usually tried to pull me into the conversations but depending on the topic it flowed or it died down.I wasn't used to being nonstop crowded and interacting with so many people all the time, and I could feel it started to strain me. The more tired I got from social interactions, the less I talked, and my answers became more clipped.As we entered the lounge room I rushed to sit in the corner next to Lucas. I was tired of always sitting next to the brooding Ayden. Fay followed me and sat next to me, pressing against my thigh as she didn't want to touch Luc
Laila - So, Laila, what do you do in your free time? Lucas changed the subject drastically, and I was grateful to him for it. I looked at Fay as we smiled, knowing we had this conversation before. On weird but perfect synchronicity, I and Fay said: - Picks fungus. - Play piano. That made Lucas turn to Fay with a frown: - Picks fungus? While at the exact same moment, Ayden turned to me and asked with a frown: - Play piano? And at the end, Fay turned her face away from Lucas to me with a surprised face: - You play piano? The perfect timing of talking made most of the people, sorry, werewolves chuckle, including me. - Wait, start with the fungus. Lucas demanded with a nod of his chin towards me. - It's nothing. In my country, we have a lot of forests, so when late summer slash autumn comes many people go and pick mushrooms. I grew up in the middle of the forest, and as mom still lives there, we do it every year. I said with a shrug. - We know all the best spots for the ch
Laila It was Wednesday evening and I was still typing on my laptop trying to finish the last things so I could wrap up for the day in half an hour or so. I knew James would be gone till late at night on another secret mission of his. I didn't know what I would do later but I didn't want to work extra just because I didn't have a plan for the evening yet. A soft knock surprised me as I looked at the doors. Who was visiting me? Did someone need something from me? It wasn't dinner time yet for Kate to come... - Come in! I shouted from the sofa hoping I left the door open. I saw the door handler bend but the doors didn't open. - Shoo! I cursed and put the laptop on the sofa while hurrying to the door. As I opened it I was surprised to see Fay standing there. - Hey! What a surprise! I said as she waved at me with a soft "Hi!". - Sorry about that! I was working and too lazy to open the door, so I hoped I left them open, but no. Sorry. I rushed to explain to her as she smiled at me
After some time, I felt his fingers opening my folds and his tongue slipped in my v*gina, making me inwardly frown. I felt his tongue coming in and out several times until I propped my body on my elbows and pulled my hips slightly sideways so he couldn't get access. - What are you doing? I asked confused but curious. - I'm tongue f*cking you! What? I saw his white teeth grinning at me as the light from the window hit him. I frowned again. - That's gross. Why would you do that? I asked, concerned. - Gross? No. You are sweet as honey, and I want to pleasure you in any way possible. He replied smiling while brushing his fingers over the erogenous zones on my thighs, making tingling sensations and distracting me. - Well, your tongue is too small and short for me to feel any proper sensation, and as I don't feel comfortable when you just did it, so can you not? When you lick my cl.it is all amazing, I love it. I tried to convince him there was no need for strange experiments. Good
Laila I was asleep until I felt the bed dip and strong arms pulled me by my waist towards a hot and rockhard chest. I sighed inwardly and relaxed. I was relieved that James was here. It wasn't easy to fall asleep on my own in this new room in the strange packhouse. After spending some hours in the library reading random book covers and indulging in a few of them, I came back to the room. I was restless, so I decided to do what I should have done a long time ago. I called my sister and told her about the new circumstances I was living in and how overprotective of my safety James was. She screamed excitedly when I confessed I was together with James. Though she was worried about me living in a close-knit community thinking I got myself involved in some kind of sect. How else could I explain the circumstances? I couldn't tell her about werewolves or the packhouse. I skipped the part about me living with James' family for two weeks because I didn't have a normal reason why I moved again.
Laila - So Alphas are the blue blood of werewolf packs, yes? I asked, changing the subject. - Blue bloods? He questioned the terms I was using. - Yeah, like the royals and kings that used to rule. The title was always passed down to the eldest son or the next one by age if the need arose, and sometimes to the daughter, if she was the only child. It's not even a question of whether the person's slash werewolf's personality or character is suitable to rule, to be the leader. It's just a birthright. I question the system again. - Yes, it is like but for us it is due to genetic abilities. Unfortunately, you are right, because there are some shitty Alphas who are everything but good leaders. Ayden supplied his answer seriously. - So, I should call you 'Your Majesty', huh? I teased him a little bit to lighten the mood. - No. He cuts me off with a dark look. My face softens and a wicked smile blooms at the left corner of my mouth. There is just something when a werewolf tells me "