Whatever compelled her to dash from one end of the plane to the other, she sought to conceal it. She possessed a secret of which he was unaware. That, in itself, was peculiar. He possessed comprehensive knowledge about her. Or at least he believed he had; it appears she was concealing something. He sought to ascertain its nature. I intended to ascertain what it was.
That pretext of menstruation, which Caelan recognised as a mere excuse, was devoid of any odour. He intentionally followed her into his bedroom to better inhale her scent. She was discovered searching in the top drawer of his bedroom. The establishment offered a commendable assortment of adult toys designed for female satisfaction, alongside handcuffs intended to enhance his pleasure and fulfil his desire to dominate any s****l partners aboard the aircraft. In addition to multiple boxes of protection, he was prudent and sought to avoid an unintended pregnancy with any she-wolf who was not his destined Mate.
Caelan observed that she had merely been standing there, gazing at it; he had closed it effortlessly, and she did not intervene, not that he anticipated she would. He felt neither embarrassment nor shame regarding the matter. He possessed desires and preferred to fulfil them consistently.
She was aware of his s****l inclinations; they had mated and engaged in s****l activity frequently, albeit not as often as their wolves, yet still several times a week, occasionally multiple times a day. At times, the unfortunate girl had to endure his insatiable s****l appetite throughout the night. Infrequently, yet it occurred.
He placed his hands on her hips and shifted her to his right due to the limited space, opting not to simply push her aside; however, when he leaned down to open the drawer, he detected no scent of blood whatsoever. An utter falsehood.
Daisy appeared rather awkward to him, and he observed that she was merely gazing at the wall before her. It had not been this way with MASON present; it was only like this when they were alone together. He considered the response intriguing. His hand remained on her hip.
He positioned himself close to her ear while speaking, causing her evident discomfort, prompting her to request his departure. Caelan doubted that her request was genuinely motivated by a need for a product from his bottom drawer. He was observing her intently as he gradually slid his hand off her hip instead of lifting it.
She seemed to be attempting to disregard him. Genuinely endeavouring to.
He felt compelled to advise her against inspecting the other drawers. It genuinely entertained him. Her reaction to his proximity. Is she concealing something? What might it be? She had been asleep before this minor falsehood.
Caelan contemplated whether Daisy had experienced an erotic dream. Upon reflection, her flushed visage suggested that she may have been experiencing arousal, prompting her to hastily retreat to the toilet, possibly to pray, as she might have wished to conceal her state from him or Mason. “I will mate them,” Hudson informed him.
“You shall not.”
“If she desires it…requires it, I shall comply, and you cannot prevent me,” Hudson asserted with conviction.
“Depart, Hudson,” Caelan declared bluntly. He remained irritated by the events involving their two wolves within the pack, though he was no longer angry, merely annoyed. Caelan had to concede that Amelia seemed content with a singular mating, as she had risen and departed when Daisy requested her to do so.
Daisy utilised the loo and the item. He declined in affirmation. He nearly chuckled to himself upon seeing MASON smile at him; they both recognised it as a falsehood.
However, she appeared to be entirely devoted to it. She wished to avoid enquiries from either of them regarding the situation.
She remained silent in her chair after averting her gaze from him and Mason. “Do you require anything else?”He enquired, still entertained by her resolve to continue this trivial pretense. The woman must have been aware that both he and Mason could discern her deception regarding the matter.
However, she may have believed that neither individual would investigate, given the rationale she devised to conceal whatever she sought to obscure.
“No thank you, Alpha,” she stated, causing him to abruptly lose all amusement in the situation, which vanished instantaneously. He possessed a notorious name, of which she was aware and adept at exploiting. Had recently accomplished this in his bedroom. They had been Mated to each other for two years.
Observing Mason’s raised eyebrow and his abrupt shift in demeanour, Caelan simply turned to gaze out the window; he was disinclined to engage in conversation, and even if he were, he would not do so with Daisy seated opposite him.
