Today it was just Caelan and Mason “No, I believe she is with my mother.” he answered honestly, he had seen the two of them walking and talking earlier.
“Fair enough, though greeting packs, she should be on your arm, Caelan.
Caelan raised an eyebrow at the man as he walked up the stairs. “Other things to attend to, I suppose. She knew when you would be arriving.” She did actually and he’d told her, she would not be greeting the arriving pack members with him, had made her pout.
She’d thought to argue with him but had decided against it, seeing their conversation the other night over him telling her exactly where she stood. She’d not left and still slept in his bed, still wanted him every night, it seemed.
But had been put firmly in her place by him and had to respect it or he would put her in a car and send her back to her father, that little bit of news had not gone down so well and she’d stalked away from him muttering about that he would come to realise he loved her one day, like she did him.
He and Mason showed them to their rooms on the first floor, at the eastern end of the pack-house, the man knew who Daisy was and what she had been to Caelan , their packs aliiance went way back nearly 2 decades old now. Even Caelan ’s mother had though it was best to put him at the opposite end of the building, in the hope of the man not seeing her.
Beholding Caelan’s former mate may provoke the man, as he would probably perceive her as the reason for his failure to claim Lydia. May initiate a colossal Alpha confrontation. His mother and father had both voiced concerns about this to him on separate occasions over the last two days.
Apparently Daisy was going to be out for dinner with her friends tonight, away from the pack-house down in the towns centre, all organised by his mother, dinner and drinks with her old school friends. Caelan disapproved of the drinking aspect but had no influence over it. They did not dispute the matter; they were probably correct regarding Lydia’s father.
Caelan spent the afternoon on the pack-house front steps with Mason, welcoming his allied Alphas and their Betas, more than he anticipated, who had brought their heirs and future Betas with them. Caelan hoped his mother had additional rooms ready for the unanticipated guests; he had not noticed some of them on the guest list, yet he refrained from mentioning it and greeted them as if he had been expecting them too.
The pack-house was sufficiently spacious to accommodate everyone; however, he was uncertain that half of them would bring two additional guests, and he could only hope his mother had anticipated the need for extra rooms to be prepared for them.
Caelan departed to allow them to acclimatise; his mother had ostensibly arranged every room. Those on the first floor laughed at him and remarked. “Son, you must anticipate that they will evaluate your hospitality at every opportunity,” and then walked away from him. It seemed she had anticipated unannounced additional guests.
Each room contained a printed itinerary for the subsequent three days, providing clarity on expectations. As all had previously visited at least once, they were familiar with the surroundings and were at liberty to explore when not engaged in scheduled activities.
Daisy’s Perspective
As Daisy exited her room to go to dinner, she abruptly stopped upon noticing two men positioned across the hall from her door, seemingly emerging from a nearby room. She raised her gaze to assess one of them, her eyes widening as she remarked, “You’re quite a large individual, aren’t you?”It escaped her lips before she could prevent it, and she quickly covered her mouth thereafter.
His height was so remarkable that she could not refrain from commenting; he exceeded her height by more than a foot. His dark blue eyes were on her now, his black hair was slicked back neatly and he was wearing a dark grey suit, tall and imposing he was. Daisy had considered Caelan, at 6 feet 6 inches, to be tall; this man would effortlessly surpass Caelan’s height.
His eyes moved over her and then locked right onto hers, his head tilted slightly as he looked into her eyes, seemed to really be looking at them, knew he was looking at the silver around the outer edges and the flecks as well, a smile touched his lips “I am, indeed.” he nodded.
She knew he was an Alpha just by looking at him, and the man next to would be his Beta. “My apologies, I didn’t mean to insult you.” she told him and bowed her head slightly showing him full respect.
“You, didn’t I get it often. My Mate calls me a big bastard all the time.” he sounded happy and amused by the though of it.
Daisy nodded, thankful she had not offended him, then realised she was standing before an Alpha and Beta she had not met before “Wait here one sec.” she told them and ducked back into her room, found her card and came back out, held it out to him “If you want a portrait of you or your Mate or the two of you together. I’m an artist, you can check my portfolio of work, I’d be happy to do it,” she smiled up at him.
