Alana's POV
Axel’s building wasn’t much of a distance from the pack house but he’d insisted we drove there.
He helped me with the only bag I had which all but mortified me and soon, the three of us were settled in the car, heading for the main building.
Beta Tyler drove, while Axel latched on to my hand and held my gaze piercingly as though if he turned for a second, I would disappear. It sent electric shocks through me. Not painful but exhilarating little shocks.
He stared till I had to shut my eyes and look away, but he cupped my face in his hands and tilted my head to meet his gaze again. Damn!
“Where are we headed? The main building is just up ahead?” I asked Axel as Tyler took an unfamiliar turn.
“Just a little drive around the pack. Call it sightseeing.” His voice was low, thick, and rumbly.
The car drove to a halt around a corner where a food cart was.
“Hungry, Princess?”
The nicknames rolled off Axel’s tongue so sexily that they never failed to tingle my skin cells, all to my thighs.
I nodded.
The owner handed us three wrapped takeaways and Axel gave him a note and flicked his hand. — Keep the change —
“Thank you, Alpha,”
Axel responded with a half grunt and a nod before Tyler drove off.
“What’s with the nicknames? Princess. Dearest, and all that. You can easily call me by name.” I asked, happily accepting the plastic cup and wrapped food.
I guess the sight of the food was what triggered my stomach to grumble and that was when I realized I’d been hungry.
“You’re all of that to me and more.” He easily replied. “And I won't be stopping anytime soon.”
Flustered, I shifted my attention to the treat before me, unsurprised that I wouldn't know how it tasted.
“They’re croissants,” Axel said, seeing the lost look in my eyes as I unwrapped the food. “Tastes better with coffee. You’ll like them. Go ahead and try it.” He urged.
I happily did, and I did like them. No, love!
Only when we were inside the mansion did I find out that when I first came here, I failed to see how captivating and exotic the place was, thanks to my tiredness and the injuries I was nursing.
The stairs, walls, floors, doors, and every other thing in the mansion shone in the light. It was almost blinding.
The decors were beyond anything I had seen in the pack house or even in pictures. I couldn't describe it if I were to try. It was just magnificent.
Halfway up the stairs, a carbon copy of beta Tyler, but a tad bit younger ran into us and her eyes widened at the sight of Axel’s hand in mine.
“No way this is true.” She gaped. “Tell me this is who I think it is.”
I had no idea who the question was meant for. Thankfully, Axel assumed he was whom she directed the question.
“Coral, this is my mate and the new Luna, Alana Green,” Axel introduced. “Alana, this is…”
“Oh my goddess!” Her eyes glowed with…something.
“Hi,” was all I could utter.
“Luna,” she bowed. “You’re so beautiful. Oh gosh, I love your eyes, and your hair, it’s so pretty.”
As the hyperactive she-wolf rambled on, she dropped her training sword rather carelessly and started taking off the armor she put on, followed by her knee guard.
Tyler spoke. “Coral, what are you doing?” His brows pinched together.
“The Luna is here. I’m helping her settle in. What does it look like, you son of the devil?”
“You’re supposed to be at the training grounds.”
“Yes, but seeing as I’m already late and such important matters have come up, it only makes sense that I skip today's training and help. Doesn’t it?”
“No, it doesn’t,”
“Yes, it does,”
“No,”
“Yes,”
“No,”
“No,”
“Yes.”
“Aha! You said yes, so I’m staying.”
“Shit.” Tyler cursed.
I threw a confused glance at Axel who shook his head at me to leave them to their bickering.
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