Draven.
The fragrance of cedar wood and a hint of mint filled the hallways and staircase as I carried Meredith up the stairs.
Deidra and the others did a good job with the incense burner.
This way, anyone who would come up later, would never have to perceive Meredith’s wild pheromones.
No man would be safe if Meredith remained at the ground floor, out of my watch. And that’s why I decided to take her up, to handle her myself.
I glanced down at Meredith. Her chest rose and fell gently, her breaths, coming in softly.
I wished she would remain this way until morning when I would have found a much better solution.
"Draven, you and I both know you are wasting your time." Rhovan jested.
I didn’t want to get into an argument with him. I refused to fall for his trick, so what did I do?
I sealed my lips, pretending my wolf was just an ugly voice in my head, and he hated it.
How did he think he could lure me into sleeping with this woman?
Arriving outside my door, I steadied Meredith on my body with one arm while using the other to open the door.
I kicked the door shut with my foot and carried her towards the inner chambers, straight for my bed where I gently laid her down and tucked her in.
This was the first time I was allowing a woman in my bed. It’s also my first time putting one on it.
Meredith didn’t stir, so I tucked her in under the duvet and straightened my back, wondering how long she would be out for.
A knock on the door withdrew my attention from her.
Jeffrey was standing in front of my with a stainless stray of food in his hands. I couldn’t let him venture further beyond my door, so I took it from him.
"Let everyone know I won’t be joining them for dinner tonight."
"Yes, Alpha."
I took two steps backwards and said to him, "Shut the door." And he did.
Placing the tray on the table in the living area of my chambers, I opened the lids to reveal the sumptuous dinner for tonight.
It was grilled lamb chops, roasted potatoes, grilled vegetables and fresh salad.
I could bet the aroma of the food would have been heavenly if it was mixed in the air with Meredith’s Pheromones.
Though I knocked her out, it did nothing to stop that heavy scent oozing from her.
In the next few minutes, I served myself and sat down to finish my dinner under the heavy atmosphere while trying not to let my thoughts stray.
I was already uncomfortable as it was. And for a fact, I regretted having anything to do with Meredith in the first place.
I shouldn’t have married her.
I didn’t know she would be this problematic otherwise, I would have picked someone else for my mission or better still, remained single until I found my mate.
"How long will you keep denying that Meredith isn’t our mate?" Rhovan growled angrily.
I bit of a large chunk of the grilled lamb in my hand and chewed it without a care, just to prove something to him.
"Do you think the Moon Goddess would pair someone like that to us?"
I don’t mean to insult Meredith, but she definitely isn’t my type, not does she hold a candle to what I am worth.
Mates have everything to do with compatibility, especially towards one’s vision. And what I see from Meredith, doesn’t count.
She is cursed, wolfless and have this wild pheromones that couldn’t be brought under control.
Then tell me, how in the Moon Goddess’s could someone like her be the next Queen of our race?
No. She just isn’t fit to stand next to me.
Her reputation was a large contrast to what I, Draven Oatrun, current Alpha of the Mystic Furs and future King of werewolves represented.
"At least, the Moon Goddess isn’t you. She creates and does things for a purpose that even you can not fathom." Rhovan tried to reason with me.
I argued. "Are you saying she could make ridiculous pairings that would lead to disastrous disadvantageous circumstances?"
"You are completely wrong. The Moon Goddess has never made wrong pairings. But if you think so, it is for a meaningful purpose."
I snorted. I didn’t want to listen to Rhovan’s ridiculous theory, and just for my peace of mind, I channelled all my attention on my food.
I ate till I had eaten enough and only then did I leave for the bathroom, but not without checking on Meredith.
She looked like she would wake up soon. She was already stirring a bit.
"See how you’re making our mate suffer." Rhovan’s voice sounded lower than before. He didn’t seem happy.
"Can you see your presence can no longer put the fire off like the Lunar Ball last time?"
Because she is... my mate?
"Draven, we must mate with her at the least, even if you don’t want to mark her, because this isn’t going to stop," Rhovan pushed.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven