The Eyes Of The Beast

Alpha Meet - II

Finally after a lot of plucking, prodding and pulling, Phoebe was finally done with me. Giving birth to my baby seemed like a peice of cake as opposed to this degree of torture.

I gasped at my reflection as I saw a confident woman despite my shaky sweaty fingers. It fit flawlessly as the dress molded my torso beautifully, complimenting my shape. The gown draped past my toes, slightly drifting from my legs. My make up was light and hair was twisted to one side.

Phoebe clapped at her work, making me smile at her childishness. I thanked her for her help even though I would never subject myself to such pain again. Finally I wore those satanic heels and went to say goodbye to Athena who will be staying with Phoebe and play with Phoebe's son Ross. I kissed her forehead and waved a goodbye to which she waved back with a toothless grin. I have never left her alone for such a long time and it gave way for fresh tears to prick my eyes. I blinked it away and gave her one last hug.

Then finally I made my way down to see Ares idly waiting with his hand twitching at his bow tie. He perked up when he heard the click of my heels and our eyes met. He looked drool worthy with his muscular body confined in a black tuxedo and even with those thick coat I could still see his muscles ripping underneath them.

While I was busy checking him out, I failed to notice that his eyes had turn black with lust which held promise, a promise for pleasure. I had to grip the railing hard and I took small baby steps because his stare was unnerving me.

As I closed the distance between us, his hand rested on the small of my back, making me shiver in pure ecstasy. He escorted me to his car and opened the door for me.

Once we both were seated, the driver started up the car. I was too scared and shy to look up so I kept my head down looking at my twitchy fingers. My wolf was restless and wanted to close all the distance between us and do him right here, right now. Leave it to the Moon Goddess to give me the horniest wolf.

During my inner battle with my wolf,I hadn't noticed that Ares was sitting extremely close to me which made my heart flutter. Goddess, I think I might have a mild heart attack with him so close to me.

"You clean up real nicely" he drawled out with his lips dangerously close to my ear. Does this man know anything about personal bubble?!

"I don't, Phoebe does" I breathed out trying not to sound husky, and failing miserably.
He smiled mischievously as his hand lay gingerly on my thigh, waiting for my reaction, when I didn't object his hand trailed upward making me gasp in shock and pleasure. His rough fingers lazily trailed circles inside my thigh, making my core pool with wetness.

Thanks to our werewolf senses, he was able to sniff my arousal and if it was even possible, his eyes turned even more black as he let out a low growl in appreciation.

"If it wasn't for this stupid alpha meet I would have ripped off this dress long ago" he huskily whispered with his lips pressed against my collarbone, making me even more wet.

Abruptly the car came to stop making me disappointed as well as relived. Finally he broke the stance and escorted me out as if nothing had happened, whereas I probably look like I just ran a race and he wore his patented poker face.

As soon as we entered, people glanced towards us as if we were some kind of power couple, maybe we were but I didn't feel the part. We were still early, and people were still pouring in. The crowd consisted of the most elite group in all our werewolf community.

My mind was still a jumble from the car incident, so I took a swig from the champagne glass, with Ares holding me tightly.

As I lazily scanned the crowd, over the brim of my glass I noticed many familiar faces I had come across in my previous pack, but there was one face that stood out and that made my knees as wobbly as Jell-o. If it wasn't for my mate's support, my legs would have probably given out. Noticing my panicky state and my tearful eyes he looked down at me worriedly and held me tighter, he almost looked like he was in pain seeing me in this state.

The man who single handedly turned my life upside down, who took away my pack, and who had the audacity to call me his "uncle" was looking back at me with an easy smile as if nothing ever happened.

"He's here" I whispered as I let out a small sob.