Alpha Alessandro

2. You're My What Now?

Alessandro

It had been two painstakingly long years since my father passed down leadership of Greenmore, making me the official Alpha King. I had been trained for this my entire life, and I was damn good at it. I kept the rogues in check, provided solutions for all of my pack's problems and still had time to train the warriors whilst doing everything else.

But something felt off. And I knew what it was. It was her, my mate, my Luna who was supposed to be at my side by now, ruling Greenmore beside me. Every night I returned home from my duties I came back to an empty cold bedroom. No pups, no mate, nobody.

I was alone.

Until she showed up. Viviana Costa. Daughter of my father's beta, Adrian Costa and his mate, Ginevra Costa. Growing up she always annoyed me, messing around with my little brother, always playing games and not knowing when to be mature but even so, when she left I wasn't happy to see her go, and I didn't realize why until now, when she walked in those doors.

She had brown golden skin plump lips, all of which  she got from her father, big dark brown eyes that skeptically looked around the room, gazing at who all was here. Her loose curls fell out of the high bun she had originally put them but nonetheless it only enhanced her beauty. I allowed myself to break eye contact with her face just so I could gaze down at the rest of her, she wore a dark red dress that molded around her curves perfectly and stopped just below her knees. Her legs were long, slender and absolutely beautiful. I gulped and met her eyes once again, which were now settled on me. Only one word came to mind.

Mate. This explains why my wolf has been restless. Because he knew our mate was lingering around this castle the whole time without us knowing.

The urge to run over to her just to get a whiff of her mouth watering scent was strong. I had to keep composure, I am no longer a prince, I am a king. I am alpha. And after this dinner is over, I will rightfully mark and claim my mate. A small growl erupted in my chest, luckily, no one heard it.

"Sorry I'm late." Her voice echoed throughout the room with confidence. She strides to the table as her father stands up and embraces her in a hug. I couldn't help but wish I was in his position.

"Vivi! My sweet! You have returned and you are looking better than ever!" The man praised her. A slight blush formed on her cheeks and she smiled at him, "thank you papa, New York has been treating me well so far," she sweetly says.

I want her.

On this table, on my bed, in the shower, shit, even on the balcony where all of Greenmore can hear her sweet voice moaning my name. I feel my pants begin to get tight and I straighten my back, my eyes never leaving hers as she has small talk with her father and mother.

"Come come, sit," Adrian pulls a chair out and allows her to sit in it before pushing it back in. Viviana attempts to avoid eye contact with me, but she fails, her eyes met mine again and she uncomfortably shifts in her chair, making her chest bounce. 

Ah, fuuck. I might have to end this dinner before it even begins.

The rest of the table began to immerse themselves back into small-talk. I couldn't bother to listen to them when I was hyper focused on her, securing a mental image of how perfect she was in my brain for me to return to and appreciate every day.