The King

chapter 42

"Happy birthday to you..." Everyone chanted.

Lucas took a deep breath before he blew out the candles as the pack cheered, Dolores stood by my side as she clapped at Lucas, following suit I clapped my own hands, smiling at Lucas who looked overjoyed at his pack. He looked them all over before he turned and made eye contact with me and my hands stopped their clapping. He smiled at me and gestured me over, Dolores took notice and shoved me forward with her shoulder. I stumbled forward a bit, throwing her an embarrassed glance, before walking up to Lucas and taking his outstretched hand.

He picked up a knife that rested on the same table as his cake, and with his free hand, handing it towards me. I took it from him and he encased his own hand over mine. We brought the knife over to the cake and sank it in, the pack applauding as we did so. We cut out the slice and laid it on a plate.

I picked up a fork and grabbed a piece of the cake. I lifted it up to his lips and he opened his mouth slowly, letting me place the sweetness in his mouth. I pulled the fork back and kept my stare at him as he did me. I felt a warm feeling rush through my body, I felt happy, not at all discomforted by his stare or his touch.

I looked into the pools of green and whispered low enough for him to just barely hear, "Happy birthday, Luke."

Before I could comprehend, he brought his finger to the tip of my nose wiping some white frosting onto it. The pack cooed and my mouth opened wide at the cool feeling of the frosting, he brought the same finger to my chin and closed my mouth.

"A very happy birthday."

I chuckled at his words as he led me away from the cake, waiters, and waitresses already beginning to hand out individual pieces to the guests. His hand positioned nicely on my back. Respectfully not any lower than I would've preferred.

We walked over to Dolores who had her hands clasped together and her face was ecstatic.

"Joyeux Anniversaire, Alpha." She smiled, her eyes twinkling with light. Lucas let go of his hold on me and grabbed both of Dolores' hands.

"Thank you, Miss. Chaudoir." He said while shaking her hands, she looked over at me and laughed in shock.

Lucas let go of her hands and went back to on me, this time I felt him pull me slightly closer and I complied. The action didn't go undetected by Dolores, whose expression turned to one of soft sympathy.

"You both remind me so much of Alpha Edmond and Luna Esmee." She sighed, looking at us with her wise eyes. Lucas dropped his gaze over at me, pure content shining through his every movement.

He left my gaze to look at Dolores, "That's very kind of you to say, thank you." Lucas said sincerely.

Dolores waved her hand off, "If you really want to thank me, give the pack an heir!"

I choked.

Lucas started patting and rubbing my back, "Dawn are you alright?" He asked, with panic, but slight amusement evident in his voice. I simply nodded after regaining control of my breathing. I saw him look me over to confirm I was before looking back to Dolores, who had a knowing smirk plastered on her smug face. "Sorry Miss. Chaudoir, but I don't think there will be any pups for a while." He let out a husky chuckle.

I snapped my head at him, mind linking him almost immediately. "Woah, Woah. Slow your roll buddy. For a while?"

He squeezed my hip before responding. "Don't think too much into it darling, I just had to give her an answer."

"Do you mean it? The answer."

"Well come on Dawn, I'm a wolf, not an oracle." He joked.