Wolf-less Omega Luna novel Chapter 30

Axel's POV

Whatever morals I had as a man were snapped to by a thin thread the moment Alana strutted out of the changing room.

I fought with Four against the idea of ripping the clothes into shreds and taking her right there and then.

Her naturally infused scent of apples hurling my brain left and right plus her irresistible smell of desire permeating the room made me consider ending the date short and taking her in the back of the car.

As soon as I took off my pants in the changing room, my bulge burst through my boxer briefs, soaking it with pre-come. Goddess, I was 28 and not a damn teenager.

“Is this it?” Alana gaped and pointed to the building of the restaurant we were going to have lunch in, almost as if she was oblivious to the torment I was going through because of her.

“Yes, Princess,” I opened the door to my side of the car and made it to hers to see that she was already out and attempting to close the door.

I slapped her hand playfully off the car handle, lifted her back onto the passenger’s seat, and closed the door. After a brief pause, I opened the door and offered her my arm to help her down.

“Was that necessary?” She asked with a laugh, her smile lines appearing, enhancing her face even more.

“Of course. Why not? You can’t be seen doing such laborious work when I’m right here with you,” I told her matter-of-factly.

“I didn’t know getting down from a car was considered laborious,” she said as we made our way into the restaurant and were ushered to our table.

“It is when it’s you.” That made her roll her eyes so hard, I’m sure they did a 360 turn in their sockets.

“This place is so beautiful, Axel.” She stopped quickly and turned to me, shooting her eyes up to her hairline. I couldn’t wait to see those eyes roll with pleasure when I thrust deep into her. “Do you own this place too?”

I chuckled at her. “Not all of it. This is more of Tyler’s. I’m only an investor here.”

“Damn,” she tutted. “You intimidate me, Alpha Axel,”

“If it’s mine, then it’s yours too.”

She looked so beautiful in the light and even though she was right there with me, I couldn’t get her off my mind.

I pulled back a chair for her and settled down opposite her.

She shifted nervously in her chair before speaking. “It’s just us.”

I nodded. “I had the place cleared out to give us some privacy.”

A waiter came to serve us wine and the thought immediately popped into my head.

“Hello, Racheal,” I took out my phone from the pocket of my pants. “Please, do me a favor and take a photo of us together.” I turned to Alana. “If you’d like that, of course.”

Her eyes flashed and her lips dropped low before she returned a smile and nodded.

“Of course. I can’t remember the last time I was in front of a camera.”

I reached out for her hand across the small round table and squeezed softly, planting a kiss on it after running my palm over hers.

It was supposed to soothe her, but every time I touched Alana, I got refreshingly calm instead.

The stutter from the camera was heard once and we both turned and smiled at it, drawing another click.

“Thank you, Racheal.”

“Thank you,” Alana smiled.

“You’re welcome.” She flashed us a sincere smile. “You’re both so beautiful together. Your food will be served shortly.”

The comment spread a warm and satisfied buzz through me and I growled lowly in response.

I watched her eat and chew slowly on the left side before transferring it to the right and swallowing. Watched her drink more juice than wine, evidently because of her low tolerance for alcohol. I watched avocado smear the corner of her mouth when she took a bite. I —

“You’re staring, Axel,” she jolted me.

“I know,” I said, my gaze unmoving.

“Isn’t that a bit creepy?” She cocked an eyebrow

I shook my head. It probably was, but I didn’t care. I changed the subject to put her at ease if my staring did the opposite effect.

I still stole occasional glances from my peripheral.

“My sister will be returning home soon. In a few days,” I took a swig of the drink and refilled the empty glass.