It was quite peculiar. Hudson turned and departed the moment she began to shift, indicating his disinterest in seeing Daisy unclothed and his sole focus on Amelia. Strangely, his wolf had favoured Daisy as much as Amelia. He had repeatedly rubbed against her during their mating as a girl. She consistently caressed his head and smiled at him, perpetually amiable towards his wolf. Despite ceasing communication with him, she continued to smile at Hudson.
“You are not permitted to gaze upon her,” Hudson instructed him as he fled into the woods.
“I refuse to…you are the one who erred, Hudson; Amelia is not our mate.”
Caelan was returned after some time and had to walk nearly an hour back to the pack house, completely unclothed. After showering, he reclined on his bed and gazed at the ceiling, while Hudson was deeply immersed in slumber within his thoughts. What was he expected to do now? He was oblivious.
Remained unclothed on the bed when Lydia entered, disrobed, and ascended into the bed. “Do you wish to engage in s****l intercourse with me?”Her hand descended along his body to make contact with him.
Caelan dismissed her hand. “Negatively.”
“What?” However, you are now the Alpha. “Proceed as vigorously as you desire, in any manner you prefer,” she asserted.
Caelan comprehended her implication; she was willing to engage in anal intercourse if he desired it that way.
No. “Go to sleep,” he said, turning away from her. He did not desire her physical contact at this moment.
“What is the matter with you?”She retorted, appearing irate with him.
“If you are dissatisfied, seek companionship elsewhere,” Caelan retorted.
“That is simply unkind, Caelan.” She exited their bed and departed the room, entirely unclothed. He did not perceive her donning garments.
He recognised that he was perceived as unkind, labelled by most as ‘mean and cruel,’ yet he preferred solitude. He momentarily contemplated whether Lydia would seek another man for s****l relations, then closed his eyes, indifferent to the outcome, allowing her to proceed.
Hudson was deeply asleep, while Caelan remained awake and unable to slumber; he anticipated a prolonged night.
Daisy’s Perspective
Daisy awoke with the sunrise, dressed, and positioned herself by the window, maintaining the curtain closed except for a small opening through which she gazed. She awaited. Caelan had not yet arrived at her door, irate regarding the events of the previous night. Lydia had not either.
She experienced a dreadful night’s sleep, as every noise disturbed her, and her eyes anxiously darted towards the door, anticipating an explosive entrance by Caelan or his Mate.
They were all present at last. Caelan, Mason, Alex, and Cole proceeded to the pack’s training grounds. It is Caelan’s inaugural day overseeing the pack, and his primary task is to conduct training with his Unit. Daisy was already familiar with his routine, having been Mated to him for two years. Unless he altered the schedule on Sunday morning, at the first light, they would convene for Alpha training.
Although Caelan consistently rose an hour or more before dawn, he would pull her across the bed for intimacy; on Sundays, she trembled, as he invariably possessed greater vitality. She frequently reclined to recuperate from multiple o*****s on a Sunday. During his absence for training. She never comprehended what it was about Sundays that aroused him. Neither was enquired.
Daisy observed them until they vanished from view, the training ground located beyond the hill. She then retrieved her handbag and seized her suitcase. She wished to avoid encountering Caelan prior to her departure.
Everyone in this pack was aware that she resided outside pack territory and had heard her mention her overseas trip today, so her departure from the pack this morning would not raise suspicion, unlike the previous occasion when Caelan had been notified. No one would take the initiative to inform him this time or disrupt his inaugural day as Alpha with a matter as insignificant as a pack member departing the territory and returning home.
She loaded her possessions into her car and departed, smiling at the guard at the gate. He opened it for her effortlessly. Upon her announcement of returning to Seattle, he displayed no reaction, merely nodded and replied, “Alright,” allowing her to proceed without concern.
She had not intended to depart this early; her flight was scheduled for the afternoon. She had hoped to have lunch with Mason before leaving and had planned to request that he drive her to the airport so her car could be returned to the pack. She must arrange for its collection and transportation after her departure. However, considering the events involving Hudson and Amelia, she deemed this a superior alternative.
