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Ivory pushes the door upon granting entrance by Gina, standing behind Wayne's chair, her dress fixed properly and her mouth clean. She could still smell faintly Wayne's cum at the back of her right hand but Ivory seemed not to notice a thing once she entered.

Her eyes were pinned on the ground before her feet, giving the impression that they were closed. Gina had seen people standing before Wayne before. However, most dared to look at their leader as curiosity pushed them. Though Ivory never once moved her eyes upwards. Something inside urged Gina to laugh however, she didn't want to trigger the anger of her Alpha.

Wayne on the other hand was out of words. The feelings in him were a complete mess. Constantly worrying about whether he acts normal or betrays his emotions was blocking any thought. Ivory's presence was all but relaxing at that moment. Although he had his release with Gina's offer, he felt absolutely ready when his eyes met Ivory's figure.

She looked so tired as if standing was already draining her energy. Her skin looked paler than usual, and a very thin layer of sweat reflected the light on her forehead. "I apologise for the interruption, Alpha, but I wanted to discuss something about the ceremony. Could you give me a minute, please?" Ivory's voice hardly escaped her lips.

Wayne's chest constricted, it was painful to see his mate like this. Even the formality in her words was making him feel sad. All this, because of him and his stupid waiting. "Please, High-priestess, have a seat." He motions towards the two chairs in front of his desk. He turns to look over his shoulder and Gina starts walking outside the room, closing the door behind her.

Now, with the two of them alone in his study, Wayne wanted more than anything to apologise and tell her everything without hiding the smallest detail. But he couldn't. Although barely six months together, he knew very well that Gina was not the kind of woman who had trust in her mate. Even before Ivory's arrival, he had caught her many times standing behind doors, eavesdropping. Her jealousy was not a thing she could hide easily, creating a handful of embarrassing situations throughout this time together.

"Tell me, High Priestess" he paused because it sounded so strange to call her like that. My light, my love, my breath were words he frequently thought of calling his mate once she met her. Because that was she to him. "How can I help you? And you don't have to avert your gaze. You can look at me."

Ivory blinked at his words. She knew she could look at him, but in the state she was right now it was extremely difficult for her to do so. The ointment had done good in subduing the symptoms of heat but not completely. She was afraid that looking at him might wake them all up again and her guard was non-existent.

"I would like to postpone the blessing of the new leader, at least for a day. As you can see, I don't feel very well and to perform the blessing ritual would require much of my energy, which I don't have at the moment. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the assistance of your healers, they do everything possible to bring me back to my former status."

Wayne stood silent when Ivory finished talking. This is what she thought she had? An illness? He brought his left hand to his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose, as he closed his eyes for a moment, fighting within whether to take the chance and talk frankly to her or not, with the possibility of Gina still standing outside. "Of course, I understand," Wayne responds, bringing his palms together just above the desk's flat surface.

The unease inside was eating him up. He was desperate to talk to her, alone. "High Priestess, can I ask a favour if you can?"

His question caught her by surprise. Still not looking him in the eyes, she nods.

"It's been a very difficult period, not only for the pack but for me as well. The weight is too much. Not that I cannot handle it, but I feel that a confession would give me more strength to keep going."

"A wise decision, Alpha. A confession and a blessing will cleanse your soul and fill you with the recovered strength the confession will bring back. I will sent message to the chanters to make arrangements." Her soft voice hitted like a silk veil Wayne's ears.

"May request one more favour?" Wayne felt bold. "I want the ritual to take place at the spring under the giant willow tree. This place has a special meaning to me." Nonsence. The place was perfect for offering privacy to its visitors. And was the place he planned to bring his mate when the time would come to complete their union. But the latter seemed more possible as a distant dream.

Ivory smirked "Very well. Thank you for your understanding, Alpha. I need to go back to my chamber and rest well until the blessing ritual."


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