Love ... people say love is special but the truth is every day someone falls in love. Finding love is just the beginning but staying in love with the same soul for the rest of our lives is a choice which one make every single day.
Alexander Jannes...
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I and William went to her performance, a kathak dance. She wore her hair in braids with flowers and jewelry over her forehead. She wore an Indian frock, Anarkali Suit. Each time her hip swayed; the frock accentuated the movement. Her fingers, palm and feet were painted in red ink which made me want to kiss them. The numerous bells around her ankle, ghungroo, jingled as she danced. I sat there stunned. My eyes and ears were captivated by her splendid dance.
I have never noticed how delicate her hands and feet were. I was mesmerized. It was a visual splendor. Her hands and feet moved like a fluid. And her face, she smiled and conveyed many emotions, too intimate to be for my liking. She swayed and danced so elegantly that I wanted to climb that damned stage and take her away from all the man who were watching her. It was the first time for me to attend a dance show but I was blown away completely with the delicate movements.
After the show, I made sure that she was beside me with my arms around her waist all the time. When people came to congratulate her, I pulled her closer to me. I wanted everyone who watched her tonight to know that she was mine. This friend of hers, Sid, I didn't like him much. The way he looked at my hands on her waist, he definitely wanted to be more than friends. He was her trustworthy friend so I did not voice my discomfort.
She was rather occupied during the weekend with her studies and I spent more time with my little girl. I just hoped that Mishka will love my little girl like her own but it will be too much to ask her. The week also went by quickly. Nevertheless, we ate breakfast and dinner together and slept next to each other on my bed. I made sure that her necks always had my love bites. Until I marked her permanently as mine, I decided to just work with them. It was needed, any werewolf will recognize my scent on her. And it will also keep males away from her. Humans don't smell it like we do but subconsciously they will recognize another male's scent on her and they will not be attracted to her so much.
I have rearranged my training schedule from morning to afternoon so that I could stay with her in the morning. I loved waking up to her beautiful face. It was better to train all warriors together and morning was convenient for everyone. Due to my absence, the morning trainings were being conducted by Dexter. It was an open secret that Mishka was my mate. My absence and my scent on her were enough for my pack members to know she was their future Luna. I knew they will look out for her now and that they will also protect her if need arises. A pack needed their Luna as much as I needed my mate.
Due to the recent rogue problem, it was decided that the pack will celebrate Christmas in three groups – 24th, 25th and 26th. This way the pack stayed alert and protected. Our family was on the first group, I wanted the dinner to go smooth before I tell her my secret of being a werewolf. Being Alpha, I should have been in the last group but I requested my pack members that I had personal reasons for taking the first group. Mishka will be arriving after her classes for dinner on 24th. I plan to tell her on 25th. Saying that I was nervous would be an understatement. I did not know how she will react. I did not know what I will do if she leaves. Well, one thing was sure, I will keep on trying until she becomes my Luna. There should be some reward for my perseverance after all.
