Chapter Twenty-seven: The Alphas room

I swallowed the saliva that was pooling in my mouth. Our room he called it. I feel a bit overwhelmed, but before I have a chance to say anything, he grabs my hand and starts leading me back the way we came in the hallway.

We reach the hallway where the stairs start, and as we stand at the foot of the stairs, I look upwards. My throat creates a sound which I can only say is close to a gasp, seeing how high up they go. I place my hand over my mouth realising that I’ve made a strange sound.

“We’re at the top little one, best get going!” He says, ignoring the sound I made and wasting no time as he starts to pull me upstairs.

We go past one, two, three, four, five floors, before reaching the sixth. I wonder throughout our climb who stays on the floor and what rooms are contained within, but decide that I’ll find out later. Whilst on the sixth floor, instead of being the same hallway type entrance that leads down left and right like the other floors, this floor has a door in front of the top of the stairs.

Lukas lets go of my hand and places his on what looks like some sort of touch pad, making a clicking sound as soon as he did. He then pushes the door open and takes my hand again to take me through the door he just opened.

I stand there amazed. The place looks so modern and flawless. We’re standing in a sort of foyer, with three different directions we can go in bar back the way we came. Ahead of us, there looks to be a room with a desk in it, with lots of books in a big bookcase behind it. I assume this is his office. Before I try and get a good look in, he sees my expression and laughs, distracting me as he pulls me towards the door on the right. He opens the door and we then enter another hallway, with many dark brown doors leading down it.

He leads me down the hallway for what seems like ages until we finally get to a white door, different from the dark wood doors we’ve passed so far. He stops outside the door and inhales deeply, before turning to me.

“This is my room…..our room now. I could feel your anxiety all the way here, and it’s ok if you want me to sleep somewhere else today. But please, just come in so I can show you around and you can have a look before you make your mind up.”

I look at him for a few moments, contemplating if he’d actually follow through with his words. I can feel the happiness emanating from him, and it makes me wonder if my feelings are being felt for him as well. I suspect the mate bond has something to do with it, but instead of questioning it, I take a deep breath and give him a small smile.

“Let’s have a look together then. Show me the way, Mr Moon.”

He beams a massive smile at me and doesn’t ask or stop to say anything else, but opens up the door and nudges me to go in first.

I stop and glare around the room in awe. The room is a mix between all shades, grey, black and white, all the shades complimenting each other. There’s a walk in closet to the left side from what I can see through the opening of the door and on the right side of the room there’s an open glass window overviewing part of the pack. To the near right corner of the room there looks to be a bathroom, but the door isn’t open so I’m unable to see anything that would hint so, however I doubt the bathroom would be on the other side of the wardrobe.

The highlight of the room in the back centre is the integrated bed. The bed is initially a part of the wall which then changes into a poster bed.

Without thinking I walk towards the bed and I glide my hand across the satin grey sheets. Goosebumps rise on my arms as I feel how soft the bed feels. I give in and take my jacket and shoes off that I had been wearing, and push myself onto the bed. In fact, I would probably say I flopped on it backwards, enjoying the sheets caressing my body.

I move myself up to the pillows, which were the softest pillows I had ever laid my head on. I felt I could fall asleep right there and then, but not before I remembered I was not alone.

I lifted my head to turn round to look at Lukas and I notice his eyes had darkened as he watches me enjoy the bed in his room.

“Lukas, are you ok?” I ask, feeling a pang of guilt as he stares at me. I smirk slightly, knowing that he’s probably fighting a war inside himself, but at least this way I can get him back for earlier at the lake.

He seems to pick up on my ploy and he smirks back, understanding the little game I dare to play. After a few moments of our heated stares, he starts to take his clothes off, showing off his incredibly chiselled abs as he takes off the shirt he had on. I can feel my face heating up, but I dare not make a move. I watch as he continues to strip down to just his boxers. I feel my cheeks heating up as he stares at me seductively.

Just as he goes to take his underwear off, he stops and looks at me with a dark look in his eyes. He gives me a small smile, before pulling them down, kicking them to the side hastily and then heading into the bathroom and leaves the door open behind him.

I wait for a few minutes, trying to compose myself after seeing that which have heated my face up dramatically. I tut at myself and smile slightly, throwing my head back onto the pillow behind me.

I hear water running, and soon enough I see steam coming out of the room I was right about. The shower room.

“Why are you not going in?” Athena asks me, which shakes me out of my trance.

“I’m not sure I feel ready….for that.” I say simply.

I can feel her give a small huff, and I laugh to myself. “I can tell you have no shame.”

“Of course not! Inside, we’re all animals really, and one thing animals do, is mate.” She says to me bleakly.

I cringe slightly at that wording, but she isn’t wrong. I stand myself up from the bed, and walk over to the wall mirror that I’ve noticed is hanging by the door. I look at myself and notice that I’ve lost a bit of weight from when I last looked at my reflection. My brunette hair has grown longer, now falling to my hips. I do notice a slight change in my physic and see that my arms and legs seem to be more muscular than before, probably from all of the training I was doing along the way here and the walking itself is a workout. I look at my eyes and notice they’re more a deep blue than the lighter blue they were before I left Druida……is it normal to see them change?

I shake my head at my thoughts, wanting to move away from the mirror and picking at my looks. I turn my head to the shower and I can clearly hear Lukas is in it now, washing himself.

After a mind boot from Athena, I pluck up the courage and start to undress myself, all the way and drop all of my clothes onto the floor, just to the side of the mirror in a neat pile. I prep myself, by taking a moment to take in a deep breath. I can do this.

I start to shuffle myself towards the bathroom, and peek inside past the door. I slightly gasp when I see the size of the room, and the rain shower covering a quarter of it. Lukas stands under the rain shower, lifting his head and allowing the water to roll down his body and onto the wet floor, then swirl into a plug hole grate.

Lukas doesn’t turn round to me, and I’m grateful for it. I’m slightly apprehensive and my anxiety is going through the roof now that we’re both naked in his shower, but I try to push the thoughts away. Instead, I start to slowly walk up to him, and when I get close enough, I wrap my arms around his body, and hug him from behind. I’ve no idea where my confidence has come from, but I thank Athena for it as no doubt she’s helping me.

I feel his muscles relaxing in my embrace, and he pulls his arm up and turns round into me. I can already tell he’s glad I’ve hugged him, as if he wasn’t sure I’d actually come in. He places one of his hands on my head and pulls me in for a hug, and we stand there under the water for several minutes, enjoying each other’s company.

I pull away slightly and try and catch his eyes. He looks at me with his golden irises and I see a smile forming on his lips. He takes me in again for a small hug but then moves away and reaches to the side and grabs a sponge and a small bottle which looks like it contains soap.

He squeezes the bottle slightly and spills the soap onto the sponge, then starts to rub it in-between his hands, creating a thick lather. He then comes back over to me and starts to move the sponge over my shoulders, then my arms, and then down my breasts, looking into my eyes the whole time.

My face goes red, and I can feel my hands shaking, but I don’t move an inch. I’m scared that he’ll think I’m unworthy, or that my body isn’t great, but he gives away no notion that he’s unsatisfied, which keeps me standing and not running away from him.

He continues his way down south on my body, making sure he covers my skin with soap, cleaning and moving the sponge all over my body, making sure that no part is left untouched. Once he’s finished, he moves the sponge back over to the side and just starts moving his hands up and down my body, ensuring all of the soap has come off.

I start to feel awkward that he’s doing all the work, so I force myself over to where he’s put the sponge down, and take it upon myself to copy what he’s just done and put the soap onto the sponge, and lather it together making it as soapy as possible.

I then turn to face him and he has a wicked gleam in his eyes. I start off the same way he did, and I go on my tip toes and start to rub little circles on his shoulders, making my way down his arms and body. I can feel my temperature rising as I get closer to his manhood, nearly jumping when I realise that it was larger than what I thought I had seen before.

I had never seen one so big before. In school we see pictures and videos in sex education but nothing looks like this.

Slightly scared, I move the sponge over his erection and rub it over the length. I hear a slight moan escape his lips so I stop, but he grabs my hand gently and looks at me intensely with his golden orbs. I get the feeling that he wants me to continue so I keep rubbing it with a sponge.

I smirk to myself slightly as I can see he’s enjoying this, so I pick up the game from where I left off and I move away from his erection and start to rub circles down his legs, making sure that they’re all clean.

I move to place the sponge back where I got it from, but as soon as I put the sponge down, I feel him grab my waste to turn me round. I see that beautiful smile of his before he pulls me closer and crashes his lips into my own. I let him take control of my senses as he dominates the kiss, seemingly hungry for more.

I part my lips to allow his tongue entry, and I moan slightly when his tongue invades my mouth. I can tell he’s brushed his teeth using something minty, and I feel bad because I haven’t brushed my teeth in God knows how long.

I don’t dwell on that thought, as he lifts me up and places my thighs around his abdomen area. We continue on like this, just making out for several minutes.

I feel his hands start to slide up towards my core, and I can tell already that I’m dripping. I hadn’t noticed as we’re still in the shower and we’re both wet from the water.

I start to get slightly anxious when his hand got closer. I tried to break free of the paranoia revolving in my mind that something was going to go wrong. So much so that I pushed Lukas away slightly which made him instantly stop.

“Are you ok?” He asks in a whisper, his breathing hitched, and panting slightly as if he were out of breath.

I feel ashamed. We were both enjoying this time together and my nervousness ruined it. I sighed slightly, which made him put me down.

I looked at him, who had a slight frown on. I felt so weak that I started to look around the room for a towel, so I could cover myself up. I located the towels by the sink closer to the door so I turned on my heels and went to pick on up, covering my body.

Lukas tried to reach for me and I felt pained that I had played a stupid little game with him. I bowed my head not wanting to look into his eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Is all I could mutter before leaving the bathroom and closing the door quietly behind me and moving over to the bed, planting my sorry ass down and putting my head in my hands, trying to breathe through by nervousness.

I hated myself for not knowing how to control my emotions. I searched within myself to try and find the real reason but I couldn’t find one. Maybe I am not meant to be his mate? Or is it that I am that scared of what he thinks about me? I had no idea why my mind was doing this to me and it made me feel abnormal. Any other scenario I’d be fine with…but this? Is it the mate bond that’s doing this to me? Is this love?

“Love is not quite the same Ali.” Athena popped into my head to say. “It’s more you dive right into the deep end and you both have a mutual connection that is not shared with anyone else. You can usually tell each other’s feelings which we’ve both seen today…evidently.” She smirks whilst explaining.

“Will it always be like this? He seems to be able to go with it without a whim and yet I’m shaking and feel so inexperienced.”

She seems to ponder for a moment. “He’s twenty-six. I suspect him and his wolf have had their fun before us….it’s no doubt he’s not a virgin.” We both grimace at this. Both Athena and I feel hurt and sad that Lukas and Ares had given his virginity away to someone other than his mate, but then again we both understand that he’s been waiting for us for a long time.

“I’m glad we’ve waited. I know I’ll be ready at some point, but I feel like I’ve just met him and at the same time I’ve felt I have known him forever. I’m just confused I think.” I say to Athena in all honesty.

“I know, remember we are one and the same. I had a bit of catching up to do when I went over your memories, but I’m happy you waited. I’m sure you’ll be fine when you let Lukas take over, much like when I let Ares take over.”

We both smile internally. I look towards the bathroom door and still hear the shower running. I leave Lukas to his thoughts as I don’t want to embarrass myself any further.

I look towards the walk-in wardrobe and start heading over. I pull open some draws and find some of Lukas’s t-shirts. I pick up the closest one to me, a simple dark green top and throw it over myself, covering myself up. I then towel dry myself and my hair the best I can before looking into one of the integrated mirrors in the wardrobe. The top is massive over my smaller frame but I smile anyway loving the smell of caramelised apples on it.

I walk back over to the bed and pull the satin sheets across so I can cosy into the bed. I near enough moaned as soon as my head touched the pillow, it was so comfortable after such a long day.

I try not to think too much about the day I’d just had, which helped me close my eyes and instantly drift to sleep.