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**Cleo POV: **
After breakfast, I got dressed and put on a white romper, I looked for shoes and found a pair of MCM wedges that I don't remember buying. But I put them on anyway. No makeup today because it's hot, my hair is in a ponytail, I am going to need another blowout soon. Sometimes I regret going naturally. I headed out to find Valenzano to talk to him about the services he said he wanted. I can use this as a way to earn my keep for the next 28 days. I walked out of the and bump into the maid.
"Good morning miss", she says as she bows.
"Good morning... can you please help me find Mr. Pinot", I asked her.
"Yes, miss, he is in his office. I can show you the way."
"Thanks", she walked me to Valenzano's office.
I knocked on the door, he said to enter and I did. His office is nice. It's covered from the ceiling in cherry wood and it has a full bar in the far corner of the room. He looks so handsome sitting behind his desk. He is wearing a navy suit with a black shirt and a navy tie. I stood in the middle of the room trying not to drool.
"Hey, I am sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you had time for us to find out how can my services be of service to you", I asked shyly.
"Sure", he says while staring at me.
Lunch time came fast. And when he asked me to have lunch with him, I did not hesitate to do so. Surprisingly we are not going to a restaurant but his garden. He calls it his little Eden. I am shocked to know that a strong and powerful Alpha takes time out of his day to garden. He tells me he planted everything my eyes see.
We continued walking hand in hand as the electricity surged through my body. We walked to a huge willow tree and under it is a picnic. The layout looks great. There are finger sandwiches, macaroons, and sweet tea sangrias.
I think I will be drinking more here for my 30-day stay than I did in the last two years. He helps me sit down on the plush blanket. I didn't want to get it dirty. I attempted to take off my shoes.
"Allow me", he says, asking him to unbuckle and take off my shoes and gently rub my feet. A low moan escaped my mouth. Once my shoes are off, he pours me a glass of sangria.
"This is a beautiful tree. It is one of my favourites, my other favourite is cherry blossoms", I say as I take a sip.
"What a coincidence, those are my favourite trees as well", he says with a huge smile.
"So, tell me some more about yourself", I asked, taking a bite of a lemon macaron.
"I am a laid-back dude. Some people expect me to always be on edge because I am an Alpha", he said leaning against the tree trunk.
"As an Alpha, I am sure the ladies go crazy over you", I said with an eye roll.
"Not me per se, more like my status and wealth", he says with a little sadness.
"Well, your girlfriend must have a hard time dealing with that", I asked him his relationship status without asking the question straight out.
"If you are talking about Avaya, the woman who caught you and Vintage in an awkward position the other day. She is not my girlfriend. We broke up. She came back thinking I had changed my mind about us". I must say his explanation made sense.
"How long have you guys been together", I ask as I took a big gulp of the sangria.
He took a deep breath and said", one hundred years, my jaw has dropped.
"Wow, one hundred years is a long time to be with someone. Do you guys have any children?", I had to ask that. Alphas are primal to mating and breeding.
"No, we didn't have any pups, he says, looking at me with a blank expression.
"Do you have any pups", I have no idea why I am asking this man about his personal business.
"No, I don't it is frowned upon for a shifter to have pups by someone who is not their mate. And for an Alpha it is dangerous", his tone changed to a serious one.
"How so?", I need to understand this, sounds interesting.
"An Alpha firstborn is meant to be next in line for the Alpha title. If an Alpha has a pup by a non-mate before finding his or her mate, that action can cause a civil war. The issue that can come up is when the Alpha finds its mate. When the Alpha and mate have their first child, that child is expected to be the next Alpha. But if there is already a firstborn by a non-mate, the legitimate child now has someone that can challenge him or her for the Alpha title", he said and it did make sense.
"So, only children from then produced from the Alpha and mate are accepted as heirs to the Alpha title. What about chosen mates?", I asked.
"In most packs that is how it is. The mate bond is scared. Some packs have gone through the civil war because the line of succession has been tainted by a non-mate offspring. And as for chosen mates, they are okay because they are chosen marked and matted", he said answering my questions.
"So, would your pack accept children from a non-mate?", I asked.
"My pack will accept any pups I have. But only my firstborn from my mate will be accepted as Alpha. If I don't find my mate or have children by her by the time I die or retire, the Alpha Title goes to my Beta firstborn. Which is fine I am lucky to have my brother as my Beta", he said pouring me more sangria.
"Wow, there are even politics in wolf packs", I said, astonished by what he just told me.
"How about you? Do you have a boyfriend or a husband or children", he sounds eager for that information.
"I have an ex-husband, but no kids", I say, trying not to get emotional.
"What are your favourite hobbies", he asked, as if he was creating a human resources file on me.
"Baking, shopping, singing, dancing, and gardening, or any outdoor activities", I say nonchalantly.
"I have already seen your shopping skills. I would love to taste your baking and hear you sing and watch you dance", he says as I watch his eyes flicker from hazel green to golden.
"Why do your eyes change flicker from hazel green to golden", I asked. I had never seen that before.
"It means two things: either I am upset or aroused", he said, smiling at me.
"Oh, okay", why did I have to ask?
"When is your birthday", I am so glad he changed the subject.
"It is two Saturdays from now", I say like it's nothing.
"We will have to celebrate", he said, smiling hard.
Once we had finished our conversation and lunch, we went back inside the house. I am so glad we got to get to know each other better, and for some reason, I am getting used to the sparks I feel when we touch. He must have wool socks on or something.
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