𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝐼𝐹𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑁

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With Damian's face buried in my neck, inhaling my scent, I felt butterflies floating in my stomach. Keira naughtily suggested I expose myself to him, to give him a peek of my assets. But I refused to do such a thing after we literally just arrived in my new pack. We haven't even met the rest of Damian's family yet.

And speaking of which, we should be down there now.

With much difficulty, I pried myself out of Damian's hold and urged him to go shower while I picked up my clothes. Changing quickly, I dug through my suitcase for my brush and comb to try and bring some order to my hair. I didn't have a hairdryer, so I'll have to towel dry it for now.

Just as I finished, the bathroom door opened and in came Damian, with just a towel around his waist. Upon seeing him, my eyes widened and my mouth went dry. Now, looking at Damian while he was clothed was one thing, but seeing him bare like this with no clothes covering him, he didn't just look handsome, no, using such a simple adjective to describe this man was pure injustice.

This man — this Alpha was the epitome of sinfully gorgeous.

His firm looking biceps, broad shoulders and well cut abs and abdominal muscles suggested that he spent a lot of quality time in the gym and went for long runs regularly. He also must keep a healthy diet of vitamins, minerals, proteins, calcium and iron.

"Like what you see princess?" he asked cockily as he folded his arms across his chest.
"Depends," I shrugged as I turned back around and started to pass my brush through my hair, trying my best to keep the blush off my cheeks so he won't catch on to what I was really feeling.

He chuckled amusedly and went inside the closet to get his own clothes to change into. While he did that, I finished combing my hair, applied some of the hair products I brought with me and put it in a single braid and threw it over my shoulder. Next I grabbed my pink sparkly lipgloss and touched up my lips.

I decided that for the first time meeting my in-laws to be, I'd leave my face bare. That way, they could see me in my natural state, no concealer or foundation — just me. Besides, I wore makeup at the meeting yesterday. I tried to limit the amount of beauty products I applied to my face as I did not want to attain wrinkles or blemishes before I turned twenty one.

Anyway, I was just about finished with my overall appearance when Damian emerged from the closet, wearing dark jeans, a white button up shirt and a navy blue blazer. His enticing scent was driving Keira wild. I was a bit sad that I wasn't feeling the same way. I mean, I could feel a connection between us and the mate bond— although faint— was still there, pushing me to be close to Damian. To embrace him, to accept him wholeheartedly.

I wished with all my heart that I knew why Keira could identify him but I couldn't. Not wanting to fill my head with such thoughts when I was about to meet my mate's family, I pushed my worry and tension to the back of my mind and forced myself to smile. Damian stuck his phone in his pocket then walked up to me, his silver eyes hungrily roaming my body.

"Shouldn't we get going? Your family is probably waiting for us, and I don't want to keep them back any longer than I have," I said softly while looking at my hands.
"Yes, my mother mindlinked me while I was in the shower and asked me to hurry up and come downstairs," he sighed. "She's impatient to meet her new daughter-in-law."
I finally looked up at Damian, a shy look in my eyes. "Let's not keep her waiting any longer then."

He nodded his head and offered me his arm. "Shall we?"
I inhaled deeply then slowly exhaled to steady my racing heart, mentally willing myself to calm down. Then I looped my arm through Damian's and we left the room. We made it downstairs within a few minutes and by now, the anxiety I felt when I was thinking whether or not Damian's family will like me, had disappeared. I could hear lots of excited voices from around the corner and wondered just how many people I was about to meet.

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