Bella observed her grandmother and mother on the first-floor landing accompanied by a large, imposing guy, who she recognised as not Alpha Philip but must be one of his associates. She was unfamiliar with him and smiled at them. She had not visited her granny in a considerable duration. Received an affectionate embrace from her and thereafter observed all the youngsters gazing at her.
Observed all three of them standing and gazing at her, then simultaneously tilting their heads in same fashion; they sensed the familial connection emerging, and she was aware of it. “I am Clara, your grandmother’s mother,” she informed them.
“You lack the requisite age for that.” Minka gazed upward at her.
“Affirmative, I am.” Wolves do not age in the same manner as humans; nevertheless, some do, while others do not.
“What is your age?“ Minka enquired in return.
Clara giggled quietly, “Oh, you are quite audacious to enquire about a woman’s age.” However, I am approaching eighty years of age today.
“Impossible.” All three shouted in unison; she was only a day older than Vera herself.
“Indeed.” She imitated them in return and observed the children laughing at her.
They ascended the stairs, and she was uncertain of Luke’s expectations for her today. Luke had only informed her of Alpha Philip’s arrival, without specifying the expected conduct. However, Benzy informed her that Alpha Philip would be observing their interactions and engaging in conversation with them.
She positioned herself behind Luke, aware that it was her designated place, and recognised that if Tyler were awake, she would be compelled to occupy that seat, since Tyler would like to be adjacent to him.
Following yesterday afternoon and this morning in the shower, Maddis had been sleeping, aware that it was all due to Luke. He had guaranteed her that. She had genuinely observed him, and Maddis had been absent, which she could perceive; it was not that she entirely disbelieved him. She believed she could not manage the demands of his creatures once more. He had also become completely aroused and sought permission to possess her.
He merely chuckled at her, not perceiving her enquiries or scrutiny as offensive; he appeared to comprehend her intentions, perhaps even contemplating, “It’s just you and me, Bella.” His hands were tender, and he kissed her languorously, causing her to dissolve into him, aware of his desire, recognising that it was not his wolf imposing its demands upon him.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and elevated herself to claim him, devoid of any wolves, only her need for him and his for her. She genuinely believed that Luke desired her. She heard him sigh as she encircled him with her legs as he pressed his hands on the wall, allowing her to control their movements. Her desires had rapidly intensified for him, as they had consistently done in the past. She gasped his name and pleaded ‘please,’ prompting him to understand her intentions. He pressed her against the wall, assumed control, accelerated the rhythm, and delivered precisely what she craved—intense and swift—until she cried out for him in ecstasy.
It resembled the past, with only the two of them, devoid of their wolf’ involvement. It remained incredibly enjoyable. Moreover, their intact Mate Bond enhances all aspects. His subsequent kiss, fervent and insistent, indicated his desire for further intimacy, and it was not long before his hands began to explore her again.
She had to decline, as she was genuinely fatigued and needed to dismiss him, however she smiled while doing so. He emitted a mischievous snarl, however he did not draw her back into their bed. She distinctly sensed that, had the children not been outside awaiting breakfast or still asleep, he would have acted differently.
She would undoubtedly still be asleep at this moment if that had been the situation. He had consistently managed to deplete her energy; it appears that nothing has altered in that regard. She needed to dispel those ideas before they roused Tyler.
It had been a considerable duration since she had seen Alpha Philip; not since her childhood, and he had not altered significantly from her recollection. He was tall and intimidating, possessing dark, stormy grey eyes and a sincere grin that consistently illuminated his gaze. She would refrain from discussing anything in the presence of the children. It was unnecessary for them to retain that information.
He comprehended and effortlessly dismissed it, although she could only chuckle at Luke’s apprehensions regarding the youngsters consuming hot chocolate, which made her grasp that he had swiftly acquired understanding. He nearly laughed with his entire unit upon hearing her recount the incident of the youngsters vomiting on him; it is probable he will never live it down.
