CHAPTER 56

Edna's pov
Two days later…..
"No way in hell I'm wearing that hell of a fabric. Where are we going anyway?" I asked Maya and Shalom who are currently in my bedroom, scavenging my wardrobe all in the name of getting me ready for a friend's night out.
I eyed the so-called top Shalom was holding up to me. The top V decolletage dipped so low it should almost reach my belly button after I must have put it on and the side also doesn't cover up my B cup breast entirely. The see-through red sequin material matched the red ripped high-waisted shorts they had lined for me to wear. Only the shorts looked more black than red—the fifth shade of red I guess. With it also was a black fuck-me stiletto and a matching clutch.
"It's just a piece of clothing, Ed. And it is not like you'd be in it all night. It's just appropriate for the place we are going. I tell you it is going to be mad as fuck. And you'd love it too. Don't you trust us?" Shalom asked.
I shook my head in mock horror. It was barely two days ago I had my inside turning out because of a certain urge I wasn't able to control. I don't trust myself in these clothes with a guy. I look hot. I know that I'm beautiful, matching this with this fuck-me clothes my best friends provided for me would probably create more havoc than I can handle. But we are all going together. It is a night out and as far as I know, we all are going to this place I don't know of. The guys too are going—nothing could go wrong right? And if things eventually decide to head south, I'm sure they will be right next to me to kick faces.
"Where are we going, again?" I asked for I think the umpteenth time.
"Somewhere very far. No worries—you'd like it I promise you" Maya answered
"It's your twenty-fifth birthday. Why don't you loosen up and try to relax a bit" Shalom suggested?
"I thought this wasn't totally about me?"
"Yes and no. I mean it's your big day and we are all going to celebrate with you, so inside of whining like a grumpy grandmother, go sit your butt and whatever needs to be covered in the clothes we've arranged for you then I'd start with your makeup while Maya does your hair"
I looked at the chosen clothes and did a mental comparison with the Zeta dress-up style I was used to. Sure, it was some levels above what I was used to but a little change couldn't hurt so why not?
"Do your thing" I told both Shalom and Maya and I've never seen anyone get happy from being told to do your thing
Minutes later, both girls were done dressing me up, without letting me check my reflection for all the time they spent drawing lines and painting my face with different shades of makeup colors.
"Walla," Shalom said, flaring her hands to her side. I looked at my reflection and I couldn't help but marvel at my reflection in the mirror.
"Guys…you did magic" I gushed out in a thick Scottish accent.
"Yeah, I know. It wouldn't be the combination of such great talents and personality if something less was done" Shalom said proudly. "Because my girl here is a white wolf. I'm sure there isn't a thing she can not do. See how she transformed you into an angel"
"Oh, stop it," Maya said shyly.
"Must be those strange but beautiful eye colors of yours " I said, once more remembering and admiring the heavenly view of Maya's fur.
Shalom turned to look at Maya, her red lips parting to show her beautiful set of white teeth. "No, I think it's the heavy drops of white wolf blood flowing through her veins. The eye color, hair color, and model-like curves came with the natural package. right, Maya?"
"Does the heavy drop of white wolf drop come with a more enhanced mind-reading, healing, and telepathic abilities?" I asked Maya.
"Yeah… but it takes a lot of training to unlock some abilities "
"If you ask me, I'd say the white wolf blood gives everything you'll ever need. Man, have you taken a proper look at her? You'd understand why Asher would run across seven seas and seven mountains to save her….I mean just look at her." Shalom said, biting her lips.
"What are you? Gay?" I asked.
"If it means having Maya all to myself then why not?"... Shalom said sarcastically.
" Ewwwww," I said and slapped her arm.
"Then get ready to kill Asher cause trust me, it won't be an easy win," Maya said with a glint of pride and damnnnnnnn…..
"Oh, the love is so palpable. I'm crying" Shalom said, wiping fake tears from her eyes.
"You both are definitely living up to the couple's goal," I said in admiration of Maya's and Asher's relationship. I felt a pang of hurt in my chest but I quickly pushed it to the pit of my stomach. I wasn't about to ruin my big day.
A few minutes later, we were all fully dressed and seated in one of the private choppers. We flew all the way from the southern U.S., Kentucky where our pack was all the way to Northern America, New Hampshire. According to Asher, we are traveling this far because of security reasons. That was the only reason he gave but I understood what he meant, at least I thought I did.
We landed on a very large roof and the guys helped us come from the chopper.
"The venue is down below. The chopper would wait until we were done and ready to go back to pack" Asher said, once we were down and far away from the swinging blades of the chopper and the heavy breeze it let off.
We somehow paired up. Asher with Maya of course. Shalom with Tom and I with Daniel, every group involved in their own conversation. I turned back just in time to see. Asher and Maya kiss.
"Get a room you two" I joked which made the others turn
"No, she's mine. I could have her here if I want. She's mine! Right babe?"
"Right!" Maya replied
And we all laughed at their lovey-dovey act
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"Oh my goodness, Daniel you are the best" I gushed and landed in her arms. This is by far my biggest birthday gift ever. I couldn't believe the guys went through all the trouble to make me meet up with Killian and that too it was Daniel's idea. "You guys are the best," I said before hugging each one of them. I was already on the verge of crying.
"Suck in the tears and don't let it ruin all of my hard work," Shalom said, poking out her tongue like a five-year-old.
"No, I won't," I said before bringing my eyes to stare back at Killian who was looking hit like a newly baked chocolate cake —I mean I could freaking lick the drips off him right here and now without giving up a fuck that we were in the public.
"Happy Birthday, Edna," he said in his super, super-duper Irish accent of his that always left my toe-curling. "Thank you, Killian," I replied.
He leaned in and kissed me on the lips and goodness...
"Here goes the girl who asked my boyfriend and me to get a room" Maya joked and the rest laughed.
"You took the words right out of my mouth, '' Maya '' Shalom added. I turned around to stare at my friends once more and it was then I noticed Daniel was now alone. I wouldn't lie though. I felt a little pain for him. He had always had my back, for a few minutes when Killian wasn't around, I was hovering around him like a sick puppy. Perhaps he felt me staring because his eyes suddenly met mine. My best friend, Daniel! I couldn't count how many times he had come through for me. The fact that he suggested that Killian and I be allowed to meet more frequently than before made me marvel at how much of a good person he was by deeds and words… and again, I'd said it, my best friend, Daniel.
"Thank you" I mouthed to him. He raised the glass in his hands and offered me a smile.
"Y'all go do what you have to do. Killian has until dawn to return back to his base….Keep your phones on and your minds free." Asher said before we all trotted to different locations. Shalom left with Tom, Maya did with Asher and I watched as Daniel went to sit at the bar, close to some blonde that had been ogling him. Typical Daniel! His fetish for blondes would never get old or boring. Killian's grip on my wrist, as he pulled me to the dance floor made me tear my gaze away from Daniel and his companion.
"This is so much fun" I screamed in Kills's ear to make him hear my voice over the blasting base. People were dancing around us, bodies pressed against each other on the dance floor, causing the atmosphere to smell of heat, and trust me when I say it someone fires up the adrenaline rush in my veins. The energy of the people here is contagious. I somehow lost track of time when I began to press into Killian and grind my waist on him. I forgot about the discomfort caused by my provocative clothes and the pains in my legs from the heels I wore.
All along, my back was facing Killian, my ass stroking his bulge with every step I made. One Killian's one circled my waistband and pulled me even closer. I was like a second skin with how close I was to his body. The music suddenly changed and I turned to face him and the girl, my breath legit caught up in my throat when I saw him. He suddenly looked different from the Kilian I knew.
Was it the alcohol?
Have I had a glass since I came here?
Yeah right! And now my senses are blocked by the mere sight of him. What is happening to me?
Even in the dimly lit room, I could see his endsong-gunmetal eyes. His crew-cut blond hair creates a contrast to the dark colors of his irises. The powerful features of his face combined with the fine outline of his nose, high cheekbones, and firm jaw caused my ovaries to heat up with excitement. He suddenly smiled and I forgot how to breathe for a second. My mind forgot how to form words and I couldn't bring my eyes to look elsewhere other than south. He couldn't be real! I mean look at his size. This man is deliciously packed. 9inches of length and thickness if not more.
Oh boy!
"Let's take this somewhere else" his hot breath fanned against my neck. The bulge in his pant pushed against my stomach and I had to combine the strength of my wolf with whatever was left of my human powers to bite back a moan.
His brow arched questioningly when I didn't reply. I opened my mouth to speak, and yet again I couldn't form any intelligible words other than "uh…uhm"
I flicked my tongue to wet my dry lips and his pupils dilated.
"If you do that again, I'll take you down to this cold floor and screw your bolts off until you forget your goddamn name"
"Should we get out of here?" He asked again and I nodded my head in affirmative, frantically. The rest of what happened was in a blur because the next thing I saw was Killian and me in another room, with a bed and couches with a brighter atmosphere and less heated.
His lips closed over mine like he was a starved man like he couldn't get enough of me and at the same time, trying to get enough to last him for days. I understood his hunger so I matched the movement of my lips in the same vigor as him.
He kissed his way down my neck and nibbled on the sensitive spots. I pressed my face in the crook of his neck and inhaled deep. He smelled like honey and aloe vera, and just like alcohol, I was intoxicated by his smell. The mixed scent of sweat and his smell made my head spin. His hands roamed over my body in a firm move that sent a current of electrifying desires all over me and my legs shook from the intensity of it.
"I want you, Edna," he moaned in my mouth.
"I want you too, Killian"