The Three Alphas

Chapter 31 - Meet the Parents

The last couple of days have been a blur. While my date with Oliver went well, I'm kind of glad that we were interrupted, because I'm fairly certain that I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from completing the mating process with him in the forest. I generally pride myself on having some self control, but they're like a drug. Once you start, you can't stop.

After the date Oliver stayed with me. We've still got a ways to go between us, but we've got another date tomorrow. I'm genuinely excited. I've learned that he's really sweet when he wants to be, but puts on a façade. I've noticed that he feels like he has something to prove. I guess being the youngest of the three of them will do that to you. Anton was the same growing up. I guess it's hard being the youngest sibling. 

The triplets and I have been living in a kind of bliss, that was put to an abrupt end last night. Last night, at dinner, they kindly informed me that we're going to be having dinner with their parents tonight. I don't think I've ever been so scared for something in all my life. I know I can't escape this and I know we can't hold it off for much longer. Meeting the parents is a huge deal in any relationship, but this isn't a normal relationship. One, I'm mates with three of their sons, and two, they're the former King and Queen of Werewolves. 

I step into my closet, and tug the outfit that I'd planned to wear off of its hangers. I decided on some black, straight legged trousers, and an ivory coloured cashmere jumper. It's currently winter, paired with a small brown belt. I'm playing it safe. It's a timeless look and I don't have to worry about dress lengths and all that crap. I pull my clothes on, and smooth them out, giving myself a once over in the mirror to check that it looks okay, then start on my hair and makeup. I settle on a basic but elegant makeup look. 

I see Oliver step into the closet behind me, watching him from the reflection in the mirror. I know he can sense my nerves through the mate bond. "Love, you're going to be fine. Just be yourself, they're going to love you." Oliver says, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. 

I sigh and look up at him. "You can't know that, Ollie."

"Trust me, Love they're not as scary as they're made out to be." He says, chuckling softly. "Henry, Theo and I love you. You're our mate, Inez. You were made for us and we were made for you."

I sigh and run a brush through my hair to loosen the now cooled curls. I spritz it with some hairspray to make it hold for the evening and run my fingers through it to smooth it out. Oliver is currently resting against my vanity, watching my every move. I can see the adoration in his eyes as he's watching me and I would be lying if it didn't make butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"You look beautiful by the way, Love." He says, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

I blush at his words and lean over to lightly smack his leg. "Stop it, you're making me blush."

He chuckles softly. "I'm not going to stop giving my mate compliments just because it makes her blush. Quite the opposite in fact." He leans down, brushing my cheek with the pad of his thumb. "You're even more beautiful when you blush, especially when it's me that makes you blush."

I lean into his touch and roll my eyes. "That's probably the cheesiest thing I've ever heard. You need to work on your game." I say with a chuckle, swatting his hand away.

It was Oliver's turn to roll his eyes with a smile. "Think you can do better?" He asks, raising his brow.

"I know I can do better, Love." I smirk, watching his eyes darken a little. I get up from my seat at the vanity before speaking up. "I'm may not be a full moon, but I know I can make you howl tonight. " I smirk, turning on my heels and heading out of the closet to meet Henry and Theo downstairs. I chuckle to myself, not waiting to see the smile fall from his lips.