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Dmitri
The way Sky looked at me after I gave her my mother's necklace made me want to rip off her clothes and mine and say fuck this stupid party. While the thought of Ivan coming to find me passed through my mind, the one that ultimately made me rethink my 'fuck this party' scenario was my duty as Alpha and as the event's host. Not being there to receive the guests could be perceived as an insult in our culture. Alphas took disrespect very seriously, and the last thing I wanted was to start issues with the neighboring packs.
And so we found ourselves standing outside a large tent erected for the occasion, guests arriving in the dozens. Some came in cars, while those close enough made the swift journey through the forest. Surveillance and checkpoints ensured that only those invited were allowed through the borders.
Sky, who was standing next to me speaking to a young female from the White River Pack who had just arrived, had astonished me so far. As introverted as she was, she remained by my side, chatting with people as they arrived. Many were curious about her, considering the news that had already been spread by those at the conference. None asked her about it, perhaps sensing the issue was not up for discussion, and most treated her as they would any other creature part of our world.
I tear my gaze away from Sky as a voice breaks through my thoughts.
"Alpha Dmitri, nice to see you again." Jacobson is standing in front of me, formal attire giving him a look of power I know he is undeserving of. His tone just barely covered his dislike for me.
"Alpha Jacobson. Glad you could make it." I shake his hand, my tone equally as revealing regarding my dislike for the excuse of an Alpha in front of me.
Sky, who has her arm linked through mine, quietly observes our interaction. She smiles as I glance at her, making me wish I was alone with her instead of here.
"This is my girlfriend, Sky. Sky, this is Alpha Jacobson of the Silver Wood Pack." I never introduced her as Skylar. That name was reserved for me. She has long since lost the surprised look at being introduced as my girlfriend. Her face when I first said it was one I wish I could have captured on camera. Shock and then delight.
"It's nice to meet you, Alpha Jacobson," she smiles sweetly at him. Her smile elicits a genuine and warm one from him in exchange. "I've already heard so much about you, Sky. News travels fast."
"I'm sure it does, Alpha," Sky says sweetly though I can feel the tension in her. Jacobson sees the look I am giving him and quickly turns his attention to the female who has just appeared beside him.
"My wife couldn't make it tonight as she is about to explode with cub number five, so I brought a new addition to our pack. This is Savannah. She transferred from a pack in the west last week. She has become a great asset to our surveillance team." Jacobson practically beams as he looks at the woman standing beside him.
The first thing I notice about her is her scent. While the amount of perfume she has on is overwhelming, especially for my senses, there is a scent in there that is rather appealing. Though if it is genuine or manufactured, I can't be sure. Apart from that, there is nothing that appeals to me.
She is taller than Sky at around 5'8". Her straight midnight black hair is cinched in a high ponytail that hangs down her back, reaching her waist. She has olive green eyes and a clear pale complexion. She is wearing a revealing black dress that leaves little to the imagination, barely covering her curvy figure. A figure which is muscular but shapely. Her feet are adorned in the highest heels I have ever seen a woman wear. She is also looking at me with a look I have seen on so many women's faces that I literally despise it. The only person I can bear looking at me with lust is the woman currently holding my arm.
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