CRONUS (Charmer of Females)

I Want This Male

"Qiyara!" Avi's thundering impatient voice wakens me from my spiral of thoughts and I quickly slip on my white sandals to scamper out of the room and down the stairs towards the front door where I am greeted by mom, dad, Ruth and Avi who yanks open the front door pleased that his entire family is here looking presentable as he demanded.

The rhythms of my heart hasten to an unfathomable pace as I hastily comb my hair with my fingers while Avi ushers us all towards the driveway. He must have given Alpha Cronus the secret directions to get here for there is a covert path that many take which directly brings them towards our home obscured from the inquisitive eyes of our pack members. This route is usually taken by Alphas who come for potential negotiations and visits.

"I would love it if everyone could please behave today, you know he is not like the rest," Avi murmurs beneath his breath as Ruth cuddles into his side to peer up at him with a deviant smile. Avi often tends to be the serious unrelenting male whereas his female is the more playful one who cracks down his strictness and softens his hard outer shell. They make a good couple to be honest complete opposites yet perfect for each other in every way.

"And what if I misbehave?" She boldly teases. My brother's globes darken to her suggestive question as he diverts his attention to her only to encircle his arm around her waist and drag her closer to his heat so they stand skin to skin.

"Then I will deal with you myself." He whispers feverishly into her ear making her cheeks hold the colour of ripe apples and I immediately turn away from them. Those two lovebirds never really stop.

The creaking racket of our gates opening has all of us stiffen and straighten in our spots knowing who has finally arrived. Avi and Ruth are the first to step down the stairs and stand at the bottom while mom, dad and I linger behind. The Alphas and Lunas always greet each other first only then do they introduce their families for this is the custom.

A sense of nervousness and excitement drowns me as a dynamic luxury silver car drives through the gates approaching the four of us, its engine roaring as though almost demanding attention at its glorious entrance and my eyes enlarge at the look of it. Goodness, that must be truly expensive to possess no wolf drives such cars around here not even Avi. The four wheels and tyres of the lavish vehicle are custom made painted with a fiery orange that does not fail to make its onlookers stand in awe of it baffled by its beauty, this male has good taste I shall admit. Not just good but...refined. The fact that he was born and raised in wealth shows apparently with this asset of his.

We all wait patiently with our mouths sealed our breathing adjusted to low and faint as we watch him park his car and thrust open the door with slim long fingers. The first I notice is his lustrous oxford double strap monk shoes in a camel shade that steps out the shadows onto the fresh grass towards the light followed by the other. Such an exquisite pair of shoes they are, extremely pricey as well I suppose with polished tips and fine material. 

Then is his pale blue jeans that cling to his long athletic thighs like an adhesive glue and those very bulky thighs bewitch me with every powerful step he takes. It is as though they were sculpted to have a female's legs bound around them and I cannot help imagine any other but mine.

All masculine and all Alpha he is and I feel it in every inch of my being that staggers to his intoxicating scent which I eagerly draw into my deprived lungs as though it is an undiscovered drug of some sort. His presence physically hurts and I cannot help but relish in the sweet ache he ruthlessly delivers to my ravenous flesh.

The morning air abruptly turns hot too searing for me to endure for sticky sweat sensually drips down my back and I find that my mouth and throat are not so much damp anymore rather they are dry...sinfully parched. I feel dehydrated and the beverage I crave for only he can provide me with to quench my thirst. My skin prickles evoking a cluster of feathery goosebumps to flare all over my sizzling skin and my being quakes with a need I do not comprehend. Why? Why am I feeling like this?