《Zyon: The Alpha Of The North》Chapter Two
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As I unlock the door to my apartment, the strong aroma of Chinese food wafts out into the hallway. I hear my stomach growl in anticipation and know that Daniel has brought home take-away again: something I'm beyond grateful for because cooking is the last thing I want to do today.
I kick off my heels and throw the blazer onto the couch as I make my way into the kitchen and wrap my arms around Daniel's waist.
He comments as he turns around to wrap his arms around me.
I say.Daniel hates Chinese food, but he brings it home for me and eats it for me, even though he hates it. It's little things like this about him that warm my heart.
he laughs. I look at him and grin as I take in his beautiful blue-green eyes, tall and lean physique. I grab the food and start shovelling food into my mouth, without a care about how I look whilst doing this. It's what I love most about our relationship, how I can be myself around him without being self-conscious. It's not something that has come about with time. I've always just been at ease with Daniel. We have been together for five years but were close friends for two years before that. All through-out my University years. My memories after the age of eighteen all consist and include Daniel. I absolutely cannot do without his presence in my life.
As we eat, we talk about our days at work and share our relief about the weekend approaching. Though it is only Wednesday, we look forward to Sunday, when we will be visiting Daniel's parents and family for their anniversary celebration. We are deciding what gift we should give them when my phone begins to ring and Alpha Amor's name pops up onto the screen.
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I give Daniel an apologetic glance, letting him know that it's my boss before I leave the room. What gets me down about my life with Daniel, is the part of myself I cannot share with him. I never know if the Alpha is calling about work or pack related stuff and therefore have to excuse myself from the room every time I get a call. Daniel doesn't seem to mind. Amor and I went to the same high school and spent time together as teenagers. He knows that there is a certain degree of informality to Amor and my relationship so he doesn't mind the late night calls or calls after work. I do regret the part of my life I can't share with him, but each time I begin to regret it, I remind myself that this is the life I chose.
I pick up the phone to hear the Alpha's voice,
Demi is the Alpha's younger sister. She's turning eighteen. Since I work for the corporation and because of my personal relationship with the Alpha, he occasionally asks that I oversee family or large events.
I reply.
I reiterate.
",
With that, I end the call. I always find calling him Alpha a little weird, but it is something I'm required to do when dealing with professional or work matters. At informal gatherings, I usually address him by his name
As I turn around, I see Daniel standing in the door way. He runs his hand through his wavy brown hair. "
I say, whilst walking up to him.
He says teasingly as he leans in close. My face lights up as I lean in to steal a kiss. It's a slow and gentle kiss, just as gentle as him.
I say as I walk into the bedroom whilst looking at him suggestively.
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He laughs as he runs after me, following me into the room.
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The next morning, when I wake up for work a little earlier than usual, I find Daniel still sleeping. I look at his brown perfect hair falling over his face and the kind smile that graces his face and know how in love with him I am. He gives me the kind of peace I've been looking for, for a long time.
As I begin to get up, my thoughts drift away to him, my mate. I feel guilt seep in through my skin, down to my every core. Every time I sleep with Daniel, I wake up and find myself thinking of him. He is the last person I should be thinking of right now. I push those thoughts away, blaming them on pure curiosity. I wasn't thinking of him because I want to, I was thinking of him because fate had tied us together. As I turn back to look at Daniel, I know I would fight to keep him in my life - my light in the middle of a storm.
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