Number 7

Life’s unfair and it would make any moment of bliss temporary for her, that she was sure of.

Lorelei stretch out her hands for Roman to help her with wearing the bracelet he had gotten for het as a gift, it was a beautiful bracelets with golden butterflies embroidered on it. This was the first gift Lorelei had gotten in two years and it warmed her heart deeply. For a while she was reminded of Damien but shook the thought of, this was Roman and not Damien.
When their skin came in contact, a flow of electric current passed through their hands, they couldn’t both explain how it felt but the urge and want to do inexplicable thing rised in both of their minds.
In Roman’s mind he wished he could bend her right here and right now and do naughty things to her till her body was accustomed to his all. But they was Alexander who was sitting right beside them though he was focused on his toys, they couldn’t do anything in front of him therefore all naughty thoughts must wait.
Lorelei cleared her throat noisily, she was a bit embarrassed by the thoughts running through her mind. The was nothing like her usual self, the fact that she was thinking of doing things like running her hands through his abs and …… She just couldn’t even explain the passion she felt just by a little skin contact.
They both knew it was the mate pull ruining their sense of reasoning and putting naughty thoughts to influence their actions. A wolf’s mate pull is like the strongest force that could ever exist and the more time two mates spend together the more it increases. This three months is going to be surely hell for both Lorelei and Roman, that they were sure of.
At night when it was time to go to bed they both realised that it was only one bed available and that brings them to the part where Roman had to sleep on the bare floor.
“You could take the blankets or would you prefer the couch?.” Lorelei asked. The couch was too small and would be so uncomfortable and the only option was to sleep on the floor.
But for someone who had a possible chance to being the future Alpha, sleeping on the floor was a bit downgrading. But he couldn’t say no after all he had no choice being with his mate came with sacrifices, sacrifices like sleeping on the cold floor. . . .
An old male in black robe with chilly aura that could make a grown man pee on his pants turned on his throne, he was the alpha of Crimson fangs. He had people bowing at his feet all day. His voice is enough to send shiver down anyone’s spine.
“Any news about my son?” The scary but handsome looking father of Roman questioned the spy he had sent to keep him informed about all his son’s activities.
“Yes my Lord.” The spy responded.
“Go on, what’s the news?” His voice questioned sternly, his deep voice frightening the Omegas passing by. They could really never get used to such voice.
“He’s now living with a human girl I presume, because she doesn’t have the heart beat of a Warewolf.” The spy informed with a bow.
“A human girl??”
“Yes, my Alpha.” The spy responded
Roman was now living with a mere human, this was amusing. He had always been well-informed about everything Roman had experienced including his imprisonment and now he was living with a suppossed human girl. He had never planned to help Roman out besides for Roman to be a successful alpha he needs to be able to spot and anhillate his enemy’s scheme without any help. And if he couldn’t do such menial task his Brother Oscar would be the next preferred Alpha candidate since he acted more like his father.
Roman had always been soft but he had never expected him to be leaving with a common human. He was more than unsatisfied by such behaviour his son was exhibiting, it wasn’t the character to portrayed by someone birthed by him. Never will he allow such abominable act definitely not when he was leaving on the surface of the Earth.
A human was as good as useless and of no use to the werewolves, they couldn’t even be used for pleasure of the flesh because of their weak body. They would only ruin ones ambition with their incessant behaviour. He was the Alpha of Crimson Fangs and over his dead body would a human be mated to his son.
“Kill the girl when it’s necessary.” he ordered the spy, not skipping a bit. It was better to get rid of with the smoke now, than when it turned to a fire. He stood up his long robe flowing behind him.
“Yes Alpha.” The spy didn’t even bother to question the Alpha’s authority, doing that might lead to his head rolling on the floor besides they were all used to his ways by now. Killing people was one of the Alpha’s hobby and he did it without remorse. . . .
The spy blended with the dark surroundings, camouflaging in Romans environs watching his every move ready to give feedback to his master. With day passing by so fast as Roman spent the most enjoyable time of his life with Lorelei, he had no idea of being watched by someone all the time, he would probably slit the throat of the spy if he figured out anyways. He didn’t like being watched or controlled by his father, more reasons why his father termed his as prodigal one and his brother the good child.
Roman cackled looking at long list of do’s and don’ts Lorelei had made up for him to be able to live in the house. He wondered how she managed to be so dramatic even on paper. Scrap the list, he was only here for his mate and he was going to do probably what ever he liked, rules are not meant for him after all.
“You better not laugh at the list, it should all be followed exactly. You get me?.” Lorelei said trying hard to act serious but Roman burst out laughing and she couldn’t help but join.
“Fool” she uttered still laughing.
At night when Xander had fallen asleep, both Lorelei and Roman sit to chat with a drink in their hands. It all started with a glass or two but with time more bottles went down. Roman could handle his alcohol but same couldn’t be said for Lorelei who seemed to be more than tipsy at the third bottle.
“You know I was a Luna before, I was married but he - he cheated on me.” Lorelei said and hiccuped. Roman wanted to shrug it off as she talking out of too much intake of wine but she continued and it heightened his interest on what she was about saying.
“I was the Luna of star moon pack, can you believe that?. I can’t believe that also so I don’t expect you to. My life was all rosy and perfect and I really thought my husband loved me but he switched up on me so fast and slept with my sister. I shouldn’t be telling you this but I just couldn’t help it, thanks to the wine that’s helping me say this without tearing up or breaking down.” She narrated to him.
That meant she was the dearly missed Luna Lorelei the whole pack seemed to be always talking about. Why didn’t it ever occurred to him?. He had heard lots of stories of the Luna who was loved by all and every but was rejected by the Alpha, and married the sister of his ex luna. He was right, the Alpha of star moon pack was a straight up wacko for leaving such a precious gem like Lorelei for that bitchy sister’s of hers. But thanks to him, he had met his mate Lorelei and he appreciated him for being so foolish. Thanks to him, now he had a beautiful and capable mate by his side. She had experience in handling a pack and was lovable, a great combo for a Luna, and they was nothing more he could ever wish for in his mate other than this.
Roman embraced her in a comforting hug, he might not be able to speak to her but his gesture should be able to assure her, that he was always here for her, no matter what.
The hug had maybe cleared up the effect of the alcohol and she was clearly aware of the close proximity between she and Roman now and the current dancing through their skin contact was still there.
“It’s late, we should probably hit the bed.” Lorelei said disengaging from the hug. She was avoiding looking at Roman in the eyes, she really didn’t want to see if he had a judging look in his eyes after the revealing she had made.
“I would go get a shower.” Roman gestured and Lorelei nodded and he left for the restroom.
He took of all his clothes as he got into the bathroom but Lorelei unexpectedly opened the door, seeing his naked great figure in front of her.