《Alpha Princess’s Possessive Mate》Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate
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Suzan slapped on my back and I almost let to plate fall from my hand, "Why are you so sullen about, you are with us now. There is nothing to be embarrassed about one's origin. Because if not for those origins, we wouldn't be the person that we are today now, would we?" My eyes went wide at Suzan as I blinked rapidly.
"I did not know you could offer such words of wisdom," I said, truly shocked at what she had said.
"Hey!" Suzan slapped my hand, and I chuckled, rubbing where she had hit me. There was no exchange of words for the next few seconds before Suzan nudged me with her elbow, "Selene, look there." My eyes followed her line of sight and saw Arina and Sam being close to each other, laughing and feeding each other cake. "Don't they look cute together?" Suzan asked as she gazed at them with awe.
I could help but feel warm looking at that couple, "Ya, they look lovely together."
"Did you know they were soulmates? Apparently, Arina recently turned eighteen some months back, so it took them some time to realise," Suzan said as she licked her spoon.
I raised my eyebrows, understanding why it had taken them this long when they had been in the pack for some time together. Though werewolves are able to join the packs after their wolf comes out, but we only can sense our soulmates when we turn eighteen.
"I did not know that," I answered Suzan honestly while I got up and she accompanied me to go and throw the paper plates in the trash can.
"Selene!" I heard Channing's voice from behind me and he walked ahead towards us. "It is nearing the evening. I want you to go back and change. We might have to leave soon, and get your dinner done."
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I checked the clock, "This early it is only seven."
Suzan, as expected, butted her head in, "Where are you guys headed to? Did elders' give another nighttime duty?"
I was about to shake my head in a no when Channing sighed as if it was the truth, "Ya you know them. It is only on rare occasions, though. Come, I will give the night patrolling duties." Channing ushered Suzan by her shoulder and she turned to look at me as if to say something, but Channing was quick to get her going. I could not believe Channing lied straight through his teeth. That meant all this time, whenever he had gone to meet Fang in the night, it was by pushing the blame on the elders!
It would be a wonderful sight of what the elders would say if they came to know about this. Luckily for Channing, he himself was the eyes and the ears of the elders' outside the building.
Channing gave the patrolling duties, and the cleaning duties before we left for our respective homes.
When I reached inside my house, I found it to be as clean as new and I rolled my eyes, knowing how bad Channing and Fang had the kitchen. I placed the ice cream cake I had got for myself in the fridge and went to change. According to Channing, I had to be something that would be okay for a hot atmosphere because they usually did a bonfire. Going through my cupboard, I found a good dress that did not look flashy at all. Rather was perfect for a sunny day only difference was we weren't going out in the sun.
I got dressed when I suddenly heard ruffling outside. My hands worked quickly to zip the chain of my dress, and I already knew who else could enter my house.
My feet made their way outside in a huff and the lights were still off when I saw there was a figure sitting in the kitchen. I immediately turned the lights on. "Hey babe," Fang said and casually went back to eating the ice cream cake that I had brought for myself.
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"What are you doing here?" I asked curtly, as I made my way to him and snatched the cake away from him. "I brought that for myself, you cake thief. You can buy one for yourself if you want, don't touch what is mine."
Fang smirked as he twirled the fork on his tongue that he had taken to directly dig into the cake. "I can't wait for the day when you would say that in reference to me."
I creased my brows as I kept the cake back in its place. That was when I realised he was talking about how I had called the cake as mine possessively. "That is happening only in your dreams, Fang," I said as I grabbed the fork he was seductively twirling and twisting on his tongue. "And there is a doorbell to this house, next time ring that."
My face was a little closer to him as I said it warningly when he leaned forward and, for some reason, I did not lean back. I could smell his rich scent of amber as it filled my lungs and for some time, I basked in it.
Fang looked like he had some nice reply when he stooped and chuckled. "You look beautiful today," his face came closer to me and his eyes shifted to my lips.
I immediately got back and cleared my throat, "I look beautiful every day."
Fang chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, comfortably placing his hands behind his head while I went to wash the fork before keeping it back in its place. Even if I wasn't looking at him, I could feel his gaze on me as digging into the back of my head before it trailed downwards and I turned back with a glare. Fang shrugged as if he was not caught being staring at my bottoms, "I admire a beauty when one is standing in front of me."
"I am sure you had admired too many beauties by now then," I remarked. His debauchery was something he himself had shown it to me, and I did not need to hear that from anyone else.
Suddenly, there was silence, and when I was about to turn around, I felt Fang's front press against my back as his hand snaked around my abdomen.
I sucked in a sharp breath as his lips leaned down to my ears and Fang took a gentle bite from the upper pinna. "Fang!" I said in a whisper as I felt myself slip inside his magic. There was something about him, or maybe it was the soulmate bond that was making me feel this way around him, but as much as I wanted to go away from him, I also did not want to deny what his presence did to me.
"I never plan to have any beauty other than you," Fang said near my ear as a shiver ran down my spine, a sweet sensation as my toes curled.
I sighed, "We should go, Fang. People would be waiting for us. And I don't have any time for your stupidity." I pushed against him and slipped out of his hold. Fang tilted his head as his tongue ran over his bottom lips.
My eyes narrowed at him, still trying to seduce me when he said, "Yes, we should leave. After all, I promised to make it special."
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