Daisy, he was aware, intended to attend the ball; he did not wish for her to go, yet truthfully, it would not be detrimental, as she was his Mate, a fact he already recognised. He simply did not desire the presence of any of those five Alphas near her. Particularly Alpha Kaiden.
Ella had Daisy engaged elsewhere in the pack, enjoying high tea with her friends at Cafe Moonlight, followed by dinner in the town rather than at the pack-house. He had ensured that with Mason’s assistance.
He noticed that Kaiden was reclining in the foyer for most of the afternoon, presumably awaiting Daisy’s return, according to Caelan. The wait would be prolonged. Although the man appeared to be at ease, he was engaged with his phone, seemingly attending to business matters. Did not afford Caelan any attention whatsoever.
The eve of the mating ball was consistently captivating to observe. Whose gaze was directed at whom, who exhibited interest in whom, and who experienced physical attraction towards whom.
Subsequently, there was anticipation regarding the potential pairings of Goddess-Gifted Mates.
Caelan focused on Alpha Anthony, who led a pack of approximately 400 members near Portland, known as the Pale Moon Pack, renowned for producing Wolfen-strength alcoholic beverages. It was the source from which his pack procured all their wolfen alcoholic beverages, specifically from Alpha Anthony’s brand, Pale Moon.
The man conversed with everyone; all five Alphas were acquainted with him, presumably having purchased wolfen-infused alcohol from him as well. He appeared quite at ease during dinner and did not seem to be searching for his Mate. Caelan pondered whether the man had resigned himself to his fate. At 40 years of age, he observed the man’s unpaired wolves, noting that nearly all were adorned with tattoos and piercings, presenting a rugged appearance.
They were exceptionally robust, including the females, resembling tanks. Extensive training is essential, likely due to their small pack size, necessitating proficiency to defend themselves and safeguard their pack from larger groups.
Although it was improbable that the Pale Moon Pack faced frequent attacks, the destruction of the pack would jeopardise the local packs’ supply of wolfen-infused alcohol. From Caelan’s understanding of the man and his pack, he distributed his brand to nearly every pack along the Caelanern coast. He was exceedingly affluent, surpassing Caelan, yet he did not exhibit any domineering behaviour towards others.
He arrived attired in faded, distressed blue jeans and a snug red t-shirt, seemingly unprepared to encounter his mate, as he had never accepted a chosen mate, likely anticipating his Goddess-Gifted Mate. Most Alphas would enhance the strength of their packs and improve the quality of their bloodlines and heirs. For the prospective leadership of their pack.
Enquired whether the man would be interested in forming an alliance. I may confer with him prior to the mating ball tomorrow.
Heard Daisy and Ella return; his acute hearing detected their laughter and conversation as they traversed the pack house. Observed Alpha Kaiden’s head inclination as well. The man appeared to be attentive to her as well. His gaze shifted to Caelan, and he smirked directly at him.
It was evident that he was aware; Caelan recognised her return.
Caelan’s abrupt departure from dinner would be considered impolite, yet it would not be viewed the same for Kaiden, a fact the man was aware of, having hosted these gatherings himself, and Caelan had attended several over the years. Thus, he remained seated and did not proceed to her.
Caelan observed him communicate telepathically with his Beta, who subsequently excused himself. Mason promptly joined the man. Kaiden chuckled softly, “Worried, Caelan?”
“Not in the slightest, Kaiden,” Caelan retorted with a smirk.
They had captured the attention of several individuals at the table.
“I trust you will not object to my Beta delivering the gift I procured for Daisy.”
“Proceed.” Caelan shrugged; that man was oblivious to Daisy, or at least to Caelan’s knowledge. “I trust you did not squander your funds.”
“I possess an abundance to squander, Caelan.” He gazed directly at him.
She will despise that assertion; the girl has never expended a single cent of his funds. The car she possessed was also old. She had not accepted the brand new BMW that her father had offered to purchase for her. She had indeed informed him of her refusal and had appropriated John’s old car for herself, desiring nothing from him or his family. On the day of her departure, she left in the antiquated 2006 Ford Explorer.
Currently, her vehicle is a 2015 two-door soft-top Jeep Wrangler. He would need to address that eventually and procure a replacement for her. Though he would much prefer she drove a nice care like his Levante, he doubted very much, she’d accept a Maserati for herself.
Though he would offer her one, there were some very nice ones out there, more suited to female drivers, might be able to get her a Ghibli or Grand Cabrio, if she didn’t look at the price that was. Might just have to put his foot down, she should have the best of every thing. He would deny her nothing.
Caelan smiled to himself, let the man spend his money, Caelan knew better, the girl would not accept something expensive, likely hand it right back or burn it. Mason returned along with Kaiden’s Beta, 10 minutes later.
‘A long tube of something.’
‘Did she accept it?’ he was curious about that.
“Hesitantly, but yes. Looked at me as if to get permission, it did not go unnoticed by his Beta, Ben.’
‘Good. Find out what it is?’
‘Sure thing, I’ll check later.’
It was intriguing, a tube of some substance.
Mason would discover that it was improbable Daisy would refuse his request to view it. Unless she wished to conceal its nature from them. He always considered it a possibility, and given that it was a gift, she might prefer to keep it to herself; he found that notion quite displeasing.
Daisy’s Perspective
Upon opening her door, Daisy encountered a man positioned before her, with Mason situated directly behind him to his right. “May I assist you?”escorted by the Pack Beta to her chamber. Only the goddess knew the reason.
“Daisy, I am Ben, the Beta of AlphaKaiden.” He requested that I deliver this to you. A present from him.
Her gaze shifted to the elongated cylinder he was grasping in his hand. She was uncertain whether to accept this gift. Caelan had become enraged and subsequently initiated a confrontation with the man’s Alpha during his previous visit. She wished to prevent that from occurring again.
Daisy’s gaze shifted to Mason, positioned behind the man, and she bit her lip, realising he was present likely due to Caelan’s directive, before glancing back at Beta Ben in front of her. “Could you please explain the reason for his gift to me?””
“Certainly, you may.” AlphaKaiden anticipates your presence at the mating ball tomorrow evening,” he smiled at her.
Her eyes slightly expanded. Was this man suggesting that AlphaKaiden believed he was her Mate? If that is the case, it would not be well received by Caelan. Not after all that transpired this week, between him and her. Between Hudson and Amelia. A single kiss from AlphaKaiden had provoked him.
