The Dragon King Alpha and his Omega wolf

Ch 8 THE DATE

When I woke the next day, the sun was high in the sky, and when I tried to move, I found I was in a vice-lock grip against a warm, moving wall. I looked up to the most gentle cinnamon brown eyes flanked by a lush curtain of black lashes that most women would for looking back at me. "Good morning my lovely mate," Yama says to me while kissing my forehead. As his lips touched my skin, I felt a jolt of electricity that caused pleasure instead of pain to surge through me. Startled, I jump back, asking, "What was that?". "What was what my little wolf?" he says back to me. "Those sparks I just felt when your lips touched me," I say as he chuckles "Your wolf must be waking up,". "I hope so; I miss her so much," I say, getting to go the bathroom. Before I can move, Yama picks me up and carries me to the bathroom, then steps out. After I finish doing my business, I look for and find a spare toothbrush and brush my teeth; I look in the mirror for the first time since I was 7. 

The girl before me is someone I don't even recognize. Staring at my reflection, I break down on the floor crying, not just crying, but ugly crying. I am crying for the little girl lost, for all the beatings, for never knowing who I am, and for my wolf that I can't feel or talk to. Yama rushed in, scooping me up onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close and asking, "What's wrong, my love? Are you in pain?". I could only nod my head no. "Please tell me why you are crying," he pleads to me. After a few minutes, when I start to calm down to just sniffling, I say, "I don't know who I am; I don't even know my reflection. How can a slave like me be your mate?" as I break down crying again.

Yama picks me up, carries me to the bed, and wraps me in his big arms, saying, "My love, you have been through so much, and for that, I am so sorry but know everything will get better. You are my mate, my soul, the very breath I breathe, you were made for me and me alone. I will spend every day for the rest of my life showing you exactly how perfect you are. The first thing we are gonna do is find out where you come from,". All I can do is nod my head and enjoy the sparks that are getting stronger by the second.

After Yama fed me breakfast, his beta, whose name I learned is Shamar, knocked on the door. "Enter," Yama says while holding me snuggled into his bare chest, and what a chest it is. Smooth pectoral muscles with a dragon tribal on the left pec connecting to the sleeve going down his left arm, an 8 pack starting underneath his pecs and meeting the V that disappears in the waist of his grey sweat pants. This Greek God I am snuggled into is like a lumberjack.... no scratch that, a lumber snack.

YAMA POV

"What's up, Yama? You needed me?" Shamar says while fist-bumping him. "Yeah, I know today is a relaxing and chill day, but I need you to find me everything you can on a pack called Rosewood Pack, a Luna named Lola, and an alpha named Jerome. I need everything by tomorrow morning," I say while looking at my little wolf as she dozes off. "Also, can you have the kitchen staff turn the living room into a romantic date for me and Liz and have Tiff get her a dress and help her get ready, too?'. Shamar just smiles, wiggling his eyebrows, saying, "Right away,". For the rest of the day, I just watched TV while my little wolf rested.

LIZ POV 

I was woken by a gentle on my shoulder and a female voice saying, "I'm sorry, Queen Luna, but I was asked to come to wake you up and help you get ready for tonight," I looked around and saw a young lady with pretty brown eyes, short black hair in a bob style, chocolate skin, about 5'5" tall and a demure figure, but what stood out the most was her smile. Her smile could light up the darkest night with happiness. "Just Liz, please. May I ask your name?" I say. "My name is Tiffany Holmes, but please call me Tiff. I am beta Shamar's mate and your future sister," she says happily.

After I lay there for a few more minutes, I ask, "What are we getting ready for?' unsure of what is happening. "Not we, you, and it's a surprise," is all she would say. Tiff then helped me bathe, then she did my makeup and trimmed and curled my hair. She then helped me dress in a pink lace pencil dress that came just above my knees. After all of that was done, she helped me to the full-length mirror to see the completed work, and I couldn't believe my eyes. I was pretty. My makeup was light and natural, my hair fell in layers in soft curls down to my waist, and the pink dress brought it all together. Now if only I didn't have these wretched casts. After we were done, we waited for Yama to come and get me.

About an hour and a half later Yama came in the room and just stared at me. Looking down, I ask, "Do I look that bad?". I had thought I was pretty but maybe I wasn't after all. Looking shocked at my question, he gushed, "Where would you get an idea like that? You are the most beautiful creature the Moon-Goddess ever made. I was just thanking the Goddess for blessing me, her most precious creation,". At that I couldn't but blush so red I knew I looked like a ripe tomato.

"So, are you ready?" he asks while approaching me. "ready as I'll never be, I guess," I say with a small smile. Yama then proceeded to put a blindfold on me, pick me up, and carry me out of the room. It was only a few seconds when he sat me down in a chair and removed the blindfold. I looked around and saw rose petals covering the floor, candles lit everywhere, creating a soft and sensual glow, and Yama putting on some soft, romantic music. "What is all of this?" I ask still looking at everything. "Well, since I can't take you out for a date till the casts come off, I figured I would bring the date to you..... so this is a date," he said while gesturing around. "But what is a date?" I ask confused. "A date is how people who are attracted to one another get to know each other better," was his simple reply. "How about we sit, eat, and talk? I wanna know everything about you," Yama says as he sits across from me at the table. It was then that I noticed the dishes with silver lids.

YAMA POV

I am sitting and talking to Liz, and I have learned so much. She revealed she is terrified of spiders, loves all animals, loves to read, likes to sing although she doesn't think she sounds that good, has a passion for unicorns and horror movie characters, and loves anything rainbow. She has been through so much and she remains so innocent and pure of heart. She is amazing, and I can't help but fall in love even more. I, in turn, tell her everything about me. I tell her about my childhood, about how me and my brothers Shamar and Willie were mischievous little imps growing up. I told all my fears, my hopes, my joys, my ups, and my downs.

We had just finished dessert when my favorite song, 'To Really Love a Woman,' came on. "Do you wanna dance?" I ask her looking hopeful. "I don't know how, plus I don't think I can with these casts on," she replied. "Do you trust me?" I ask as she nods her head. I then pick her up and carry her to the center of the living room. "Put your arms on my shoulder and around my neck as best as you can," I say as I rest her on top of my feet while holding her waist snuggly to me. "Ready,". she nods yes and I start twirling and spinning us around the living room ballroom style.

After a few songs, we are doing a simple 2-step swaying back and forth slow dance to 'Loving you', and we are just staring into each other's eyes. Completely lost in her emerald green eyes, I say, "I love you, Liz," and lean and kiss her, and let me tell you, her lips are heaven. The sparks are amazing, and she tastes just her scent of chocolate-covered cherries and coconut. Our lips move against each other in perfect time to the beating of our hearts. I lick and nip at her bottom lip, begging for access, which she eventually grants. As my tongue wrestles with hers, creating a dance of passion, fireworks explode behind my eyelids, and I hear a growl and the word "Mate" spill from her lips.

We pull away, trying to catch our breaths, and Liz says, "Mate" again and starts crying, calling "Soliel,".