Alpha Aria

Chapter 7 Discovery

ARIA

The packhouse was whirling with preparations for the Alpha Summit. I could see the activity buzzing from my bedroom window. Different delivery vans were coming and going down the main street, dropping off various equipment that was necessary for the event. Omegas were scurrying with their arms full of boxes, no doubt filled with vases and other decorations, to and from the packhouse. Everyone seemed happy and there was excitement in the air. Groaning, I shut my window and drew my curtains closed.

The week had sped by. Tomorrow was Friday and the last day of school. We were getting out at noon so that we had time to go home and get ready for the Opening Feast. Uncle Bill had convinced me that I needed to attend. He pointed out that as the previous Alpha’s daughter it would be rude not to. I wasn’t sure what to wear or how to act. WIth my birthday being the next day, it would be my last night before turning 18 and officially becoming an adult.

Without a wolf, according to werewolf law, the Alpha had every right to banish me from the pack grounds. I shuddered at the thought of living amongst humans. This was my home and the only place I had ever known. I had only ventured outside of the backgrounds once, when Luna Caroline had tried to take me shopping at the human mall when I turned 13. I remembered that day clearly. I'd had such a bad panic attack as we left our territory, that Luna Caroline had to bring me back almost immediately.

Alpha Brian was my father’s Beta and had taken the Alpha title when he had died. I was grateful to him and his mate, Luna Caroline, for being so kind to me after my parents had passed. My Uncle had taken me in and raised me, but Luna Caroline was like a second mom to me. I was lucky that I had such an amazing support system and I was fairly certain that Alpha Brian wouldn’t banish me. However, my anxiety still played on my nerves.

I wished I could call Diego and talk with him about all of this. I had avoided him all week. It was the longest we had been apart and I longed to see him, but I wasn't ready yet. I didn’t know how to find the words to tell him how I felt. I snorted at the irony. Would I ever find the words? Ha. The fact I could never actually use my voice to tell him how he made me feel stung me bitterly.

My thoughts drifted back to the night earlier in the week when he had tried to kiss me. I remembered how handsome he looked under the moonlight. His light brown hair was tousled and falling into his face, partially covering his gorgeous caramel eyes. Oh, those eyes. I could get lost in them. His adorable lopsided grin and single dimple. His tee shirt tight across his chest, stretched across his muscles and broad shoulders.

I felt heat rising in my core and I noticed that I was breathing rapidly. What was this strange feeling? It felt like my mind wasn't my own as I kept imagining his lips caressing my own. My stomach fluttered and I pushed my pelvis forward as though my body was reaching for him. I flushed, slightly embarrassed at my actions. What the heck was going on with me? Suddenly, without thinking, I slid my hands under the waistband of my night shorts and into my panties. My breath hitched as I gently pushed into my folds and realized with surprise that I was wet.

My fingers explored the area, and when they touched my clitoris I felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through me. While I knew logically what masturbation was, and I had read about hormones and arousal, I had never experienced these sensations before. They were pleasantly surprising but I was still confused as to why I was suddenly feeling them when I never had before.

I pushed that thought out of my mind and moved my fingers around, allowing myself to think of Diego again. A soft moan left my lips and I bucked as I swirled around my sensitive bud. With his image dancing through my mind, I continued to swirl and dip my fingers until I felt a pressure building deep in my core and at last, my body shuddered with release, my toes curling and my back arching.