REIKA

TWENTY-TWO

ALBAN

Reika was frustrated, Alpha Idris was furious, but Arjun and I were happy and having fun. Word got out, and everyone knew Reika and I were living together, so we knew there were many eyes on us, judging our every move. Like I planned to do, I never left my son's side.

Living rent-free in Reika's place had me uncomfortable, but being uncomfortable was better than not living with them, or being dead. As Idris promised, there was a guard or two in every corner of her building. I was basically under house arrest. The only times I could go out was to take Arjun for a walk and Reika would usually take us. I would carry Arjun in my arms and smirk at the guards as I passed by. They all thought I was full of shit, but I enjoyed messing with them.

Since there wasn't anything for me to do, I made myself useful around the house. I cleaned, cooked, took care of Arjun, showered him, fed him, put him to bed, brushed his teeth, played with him, helped him put his toys away, read books, helped him with his lessons, washed clothes, did the dishes, anything. Reika and I were very different, mostly in the way we did things, but we were quickly adapting to one another.

Reika would bring in groceries, and I would make my family breakfast, lunch, and dinner. At first, Reika hesitated in going to work and leaving me with Arjun alone, so we spent a week with one of her assistants watching our every move inside the apartment. The week after that, she placed cameras all over the home and ditched the assistant. It'd been three weeks and I know she constantly observed me while working.

I would occasionally wave at the camera and throw her kisses. Other times I would act like a mime trapped in a box and she would text me, telling me to stop clowning around. Arjun found the mime thing funny, so he did it with me knowing Mammy was watching us.

She didn't trust me yet. Reika would come every day to have lunch with us, but I knew she was just checking on me. Sometimes her father came with her and stared at me awkwardly while we ate. I liked to fuck with his patience and ruffle Arjun's hair while smirking. I always enjoyed the teeth grinding and sarcastic comebacks of his beast.

Reika looked restless at times, and I felt guilty. Work had been a pain in her ass, and having me in her life had been nothing but chaotic. I wished I could do more to help her, but even if I knew something about business and shit like that, she wouldn't trust my ass with anything remotely pack-related. In her family's eyes, my last name alone was still a threat.

It was funny watching her pretend not to want me around. She would make up excuses and give empty commands. The way she bit the inside of her cheeks when she lied was the giveaway. I always pretended to agree with a serious expression, but laughed internally, knowing well I'd be sneaking my cock in between her creamy legs in a matter of hours after. Reika was beyond beautiful, but in the cutest way.

She insisted on having me set the guest room as my place for the time being. "Just until I find a way to get rid of you," she claimed, but we ended up sleeping together every night. Either I would sneak into her bed or she would sneak in mine. I would hold her in my arms and she would snuggle close to my chest. I enjoyed feeling her soft breathing against my beating heart, and rubbing her back for hours before sleep took me as well.

Most mornings we could be found having sex, slow and softly. The room would slowly illuminate while the sound of Reika's low moans filled the air. Before the brightest, blinding, golden light took over the room, I would have Reika's legs shaking and her pussy spasming around my cock.

I was careful not to cum inside, even when I wanted nothing more. I would love to have more pups with her, but we weren't even sure of what we were in terms of a relationship. All we knew was that we couldn't keep our hands away from each other. In the bedroom, she was completely mine. It was like she was allowed to be herself behind closed doors. We would joke, play, kiss, tangle our fingers, and stare at each other's eyes for hours. Outside the bedroom, she was distant, nearly cold. It was as if she didn't even know me. I couldn't blame her, she was still confused. All this would take time.