Alyssa retrieves her cookie and proceeds towards a cluster of wildflowers approximately 10 feet distant. I gaze at Cohen, who is observing me with a smile.
“What?”I enquire.
“You encompass everything,” he states as he wraps his arm around my waist and draws me onto his lap. I am positioned laterally upon him, and he embraces me firmly, inhaling my essence. I engage in the same practice, and I experience a profound sense of tranquilly and comfort. It appears that we both required this. After a minute, he prompts me, “We should return.” I requested that Alpha compete earlier; it would reflect poorly on me if I fail to appear,” he chuckles. I exclaim in frustration and rise to my feet.
“Hurry, Miss Alyssa!”I summon her while extending my hand. She approaches swiftly and grasps my hand.
“Would you like a shoulder ride, Alyssa?”Cohen enquires of her. He lifts her and places her on his shoulders, securing her legs. She is laughing and gesturing at everything visible from his shoulders. She is exceedingly joyful.
“Honestly, my ovaries,” I lament, and he responds with a radiant smile. His flawless smile compels me to pursue him eagerly. All his actions appear to elicit that response from me.
Upon arriving at the stands, the concluding Gamma versus Beta match commences. Cohen removes Alyssa from his shoulders. I propose to take her, but he declines and embraces her. Brandon is competing against Cohen’s Beta, Paxton. I can’t believe Brandon beat out so many Beta’s, including Lunar Howl Moon s.
Usually, the Beta is stronger than the Gamma. I’m in shock and run to Brandon. “I missed everything. You made it to the final. “I am exceedingly proud of you,” I convey to him. He smiles, and I can discern his profound happiness and pride. There are a bunch of our friends around him. The ref is calling them in and I haul off and slap Brandon as hard as I can on his bareback. “You got this!” I yell! He nods and heads into the ring. I make it back to where Cohen and Alyssa are.
“We’re rooting for opposing teams,” I smirk and he nods.
“What’s with the slaps?Cohen enquires.
“What is it?” Do you not engage in that activity?“I enquire, astonished.” He scoffs and declines with a shake of his head.
“Strange.” “A forceful slap on unprotected skin is painful,” I concede.
“Indeed, I am aware!” What is the rationale for undertaking this action? He appears perplexed.
“To irritate him.” He can now direct all his anger towards Paxton over there,” I smile, and he reciprocates, though he shakes his head.
I contemplated harming your brother earlier for striking you. He confesses, raising an eyebrow, “I continuously observed his handprint on your back throughout the entire altercation.”
“I was unaware of your keen observation,” I remarked with a smirk.
He approaches to whisper in my ear, “I was unable to divert my gaze from you all day.”
His warm breath caressed my neck. I am experiencing increased respiration. I gaze into his eyes and observe specks of bloodfang in his formerly green irises. That constitutes arousal. He must have perceived the impact he had on me. I moisten my lips, and he gazes at them with desire. I must manage this situation effectively. Individuals are ubiquitous, and I am expected to support my brother. I contemplate a remark to alleviate the atmosphere. “That is… unsettling,” I smile. He laughs, and his eyes abruptly revert to green.
The confrontation between Paxton and Brandon was satisfactory. I am impressed with Brandon. In the second round, Paxton compelled Brandon to submit, or his elbow would have been dislocated. With Brandon’s fighting concluded, it appears that everyone acknowledges my presence alongside Cohen, who is cradling a satisfied Alyssa. I introduce him to everyone and discover that Cohen assaulted Brandon earlier; most of my friends were already aware of Cohen’s error as they witnessed the altercation between him and Brandon.
I must return to the cottage to change for the Alpha fight. Would you like to accompany me to meet my parents? Cohen enquires. I am exceedingly anxious.
“What is the status of Alyssa?””
“He asserts that he desires them to meet her as well.” “I desire for them to meet both of you.”
This represented the optimal outcome I envisioned for my future. My destined partner has accepted both me and my daughter, expressing a desire to embrace us both. My heart is overflowing. “How will they respond to this?” Do you arrive with your companion and her child?“I enquire with a grimace.”
“They will be satisfactory.” Shall we inform my parents about your discovery of Alyssa? I will ensure they do not repeat it.
“Indeed, you may confide in individuals with whom you share a strong bond and trust implicitly,” I add.
“What information should we convey to our pack?”Cohen enquires.
“Ours?””
“Indeed, you are my companion.” “You will be their Luna,” he states with certainty.
I inhale deeply. “That is substantial information to absorb.”
“Do you feel anxious?””
“Affirmative!”“I admit, obviously!” He emits a chuckle. “Certainly, I am.” I did not anticipate an Alpha mate, particularly one from one of the most formidable packs. I confess, “I lack the knowledge to fulfil the role of a Luna.” He chuckles and draws me near.
