Lycanthropy
Chapter Twenty-Three

From the spare room:

I was woken up by heavy knocks on my door.

“I know it’s you, come in.” I said to Emerson.

Her sweet scent of walnut and honey, overwhelmed my senses again, and my wolf went in overdrive. Last night when we were lying on that rock, it was hard to not give in to my arousal, as she was laying on my stomach and groin. But now, that she came in here, while I’m naked, with only a sheet covering me, it’s even harder. Harder to cover too.

“I need your help.” She said, after sitting on the edge of the bed.

I picked a pillow from the other side of the bed, shifted myself to my side and put the pillow in front of me. Hopefully she won’t notice my morning-dick now.

“I have been talking to my sister. And she decided to go with your Beta to the palace, tonight.”

Wow okay, Amy is her sister. I have to keep up with everything around her, it’s not like she is easing me into any information.

“And you don’t want her to leave?”

“Well, no, because I want to be the one to keep her safe, but that’s not the point.” She said.

“Then what is?”

“I know I haven’t rejected you, and I’m still not inclined to, but I’m not going to leave my pack. I can’t go with you to the palace, just as Amy will.” She said clearly.

“Yes I figured you didn’t want to, so I’m staying with you for several weeks. For us to sort out something.” I said.

I had arranged with Michael that he would pick up the financial paperwork, and other duties that I normally attend to. And I had also talked to him about Amy, as she can help him with those tasks, as she is already acquainted with the job.

“Good, because without a Gamma, I need someone to help me pick up the slack. And by the way, that pillow, isn’t working.” She said and walked out of the room.

I laughed. It wouldn’t have mattered to her one bit, if I would have been walking around, without clothes. She would still be talking to me. like any other person, just the same as if I was wearing something.

After showering and getting dressed, I found the kitchen at the packhouse. Everyone that was in there, just kept doing their things, no one left, even though I just entered the room. This was something that was really strange for me. I have never eaten breakfast in attendance of my pack.

“Bacon ’n eggs?” I heard a voice in the back of the kitchen say.

“Yes! For me too!” I heard several other wolves shout.

“Not you!” Emerson yelled, and the pack-members laughed.

“She means you, my King.” One of the she-wolves said, who gave me a hand and introduced herself as the Delta of the westside pack house.

“Is this normal?” I asked her, while pointing to all the people in the room.

“Yes, my King, she loves her silence, but she loves people around her too. She is a softy, but don’t tell her that.” The Delta chuckled.

“MOIRAAA!” Emerson yelled.

“Oh, that’s my cue to leave.” She said, and took all the people inside the kitchen, with her.

I looked astound to the antics of her pack. They were acting extremely out of the ordinary, but they were never respectless to her in any way. They adore her, and that is only possible, if she treats her members with the utmost respect and genuine care.

They don’t call her by her first name, but they do eat in her presence. She is even cooking her own meal, and mine too!

“Here you go, you never replied, so I gave you some ribs and sausages too. Dig in, I’ll get some orange juice.” She said after putting a plate in front of me, filled with eggs, several slices of bacon, and indeed, ribs and sausages. She even put a bowl in front of me, with yoghurt and nuts.

“Is it good?” I hear her ask in the back of the kitchen, while she was pressing some fresh oranges.

“Yes, it’s perfect, thanks!” I said to her, and soon after she came in, with her own plate, and two glasses of juice.

“Good, because we have to leave soon, to get back to the mountain. I haven’t had the time to get through my financial paperwork in several days now. And as Amy is leaving tonight, I doubt I have enough time to finish what I had planned to do.” She said.

She didn’t want to actually know if I liked the food for its taste, as if she was insecure about her cooking. She just wanted to make sure that I ate enough, because there probably wasn’t much time to eat lunch this day. All she thinks about is work, and making sure that everyone has everything, to live their lives in comfort.

Her phone pinged and she took it out, to look at it. I saw her scrolling through the information, and instantly her eyes greyed over, notifying me that she was talking to one of her pack members.

And while doing so, she had grabbed a slice of bacon and ate it.

I carefully ate my plate empty, and it was delicious actually. I bet that she never had the chance to cook in her cell, so she must have taken up cooking lessons, to hone her skill in it.

“Everything alright?” I asked her, after she was done communicating.

“Yes, the price of gold has upped, ten cents an ounce.” She said.

“And, you have your grandmothers necklace to sell?” I asked her.

She frowned at my remark.

“No, I asked my lead warrior to fill the truck and sell some of my gold, right now.”

“Fill the truck? Why not a bus? Or a van?”

“No, that draws too much attention.” She said, while still looking at her phone.

How much gold does she have? I was just kidding with the bus and van! I didn’t dare to ask her about it though, so I just drank my glass of juice. And waited for her to finish.

She had picked up our plates and glasses, and put them in the dishwasher in the kitchen.

“Ready?” She said, at which I nodded and we both walked over to her car.

“Now… which way was my mountain again…. Hmmm…” She said, as she tapped her chin, acting as if she was stupid again.

“Woman, please, I know you know the way. Stop playing.” I said to her.

“Never. You have underestimated me, so many times already, that it’s fun to see you squirm in shame.” She said.

“I’d like to see you squirm underneath me. Naked. In my bed.” I said while hovering over her, pushing her back against the black truck.

My boldness wasn’t something that I cared for, for that moment. She is my mate, and she has acknowledged it. Besides, she is no virgin anymore and has always been direct to tell what she wanted. I was using plenty of my Alpha command on her, but she just shrugged it off. Not the least intimidated by my show of power.

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because you might think that it’s love, which is not. The mate bond is just an infatuation, nothing more, nothing less.” She stated, and she ducked away underneath my arm, to get inside the car.

My mind was confusing me. A few weeks ago I was still in denial of her being my mate, then somehow I accepted the fact that she might be, and now that my stubbornness was gone, and I had caught her scent, there was nothing that could stop me from ever wanting her. And only her.

For the whole, long ride, not another word was spoken.

All I could think about, is her, and what she had said. Could she really not ever love me? Would that be enough for me? To just have her, be stronger as a couple, and have sex without love? I don’t know.