Raised Among Alphas

51 - Catch up

Alora POV

What Ithax started on my desk ended up with us knotted together on my floor. I inhaled heavily trying to catch my breath, resting my face on my mate's chest feeling his swollen dick pinning me to him.

A loud knock on my door rushed my blood. Holy shit, I hope no one dares to open that door right now. I can't even remember if we locked it.

"Not now!" Ithax shouted, wrapping his arms around me, the rush move forced his knot deeper and stole a moan from me.

"I'm coming to see the birthday girl" It was Jathred, his voice all excited. Shitty timing though.

"We'll meet you down soon" Ithax replied and then he forced his lips on my forehead.

Damn. I want to see Jathred, my family, my friends. I had forgotten there was a whole world outside this room. I guess Jathred caught up to the inopportune situation because there was no other comment coming from him.

The second I was released from the knot I rushed to the shower again to rinse off the bloody mess. It didn't take us long to get ready. I wasn't comfortable wearing jeans so I went for a blue midi summer dress. It tied around my waist and then flowed all the way down to my calves. I still had to wear the uncomfortable padding which felt as weird as you can imagine. After considering it for longer than ten seconds I decided to wear biker shorts underneath my dress. Just to make sure everything will stay in place.

I can't believe I'll be leaving this room. Everyone will be able to smell me. I don't like that.

"Ready?" Ithax offered me his hand pulling me closer to him. He probably caught up to my discomfort.

I smiled and gave him a quick nod.

"Let's get some food," I added, suddenly too aware of my starving belly.

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"There's my Terror!" Jathred screamed out loud the second he saw me walking down the stairs.

He opened his arms wide ready to receive me in a hard embrace. Three steps away from him, I saw his nose flinching. There it was, he sensed my smell... awkward.

Something gloomy clouded his eyes like he was... sad?

"Oohh how I missed you. Without you around I don't have enough trouble. Happy Birthday my sassy girl, I don't think I like to see you all grown up." Jathred stole me from my mate hugging me hard.

"Thank you Jathred. I love you" I hugged him back burying my nose in his chest, not willing to let him go just yet.

Ithax walked away approaching one of his warriors on the far corner of the breakfast tables. Somewhere in the distance near Ithax, I think I saw Sophie guarded by several Forest wolves."

"Are you okay?" Jathred asked me worried almost in a whisper. Our conversation was more private now, there wasn't anyone near able to hear us.

I think I know why he is all gloomy. He was worried about me, and he could smell me. I never told him I had the shot that would prevent me from conceiving, so he is probably thinking I am sad that I am not pregnant. To be honest most she-wolves do fall into deep depression shortly after their heat is done when they aren't able to conceive. We had several support talks during our girl's nights that gave me a good insight.

For a she-wolf to conceive it's not always easy, and then again we only have two chances each year. So, when the heat comes, the hopes and dreams of many don't always fulfill the illusion.

"Yes, I am fine. Don't worry. I actually took a preventive shot. We are still in the middle of a war, and I wanted to be able to fight." I quickly explained to him, hoping to ease his concern.