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Chapter Thirty-One: Ciaran

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I regret coming back so soon. Seriously. I know we couldn't hide in the cabin forever but I should have milked that situation for all its worth. I should've took advantage of it because now I don't know when we'd have a chance to be alone like that again.

We're not even within view of the pack house and already I could feel the commotion and the disturbance inside. It's during these moments that I ask myself why I wanted to become alpha. Do I love problems and headaches so much? Do I perhaps have a masochistic streak lining my spine? Because only a well-seasoned masochist would be able to deal with all this pain and hassle on a daily basis.

"Oh for fuck's sake!" I groaned out loud. I couldn't help myself. This is just ridiculous!

One day... Just one fucking day! Can't I at least have that? Or even a few hours to spend with Ruari without having to deal with any distractions? To think of nothing but ways to seduce him or how to pleasure him, how to make him smile or just talk about the future.

I wanted to bang my head against a wall.

Can't we have just a couple of hours of peace and quiet to ourselves? It's like everyone has a radar or some shit. Every time Ruari and I start to feel good something really fucked up happens and we're back to where we started, sometimes we're even worse off. Shit, this is just insane!

"What the hell is it now?"

When Jean came out of the pack house with Cale, flanked by Bran and Prior, I knew in an instant we're in really deep shit. And from the look on her face I could guess what it could be.

"Wow! I was gone for one night and this is the enthusiastic greeting I get? I should go off alone more often." Ruari joked before taking Cale in his arms. His failed attempt at humor after seeing the dire faces of the people who came out to specifically greet us.

I was a bit worried he'd be stiff around the pack once we're back but he seemed to have forgotten about the marking completely. Bran and Prior took one whiff of our scent and immediately realized his scent and mine have changed. Mixed.

I could sense their hesitation and I can't fault them for being wary. Male wolves tend to be territorial on the first few days after the marking, not to mention the full moon is coming, so other males tend to stay clear of marked females if they value their lives and don't want to be torn into shreds. Jean seemed oblivious but she's human. She wouldn't be able to tell the difference unless we specifically tell her.

Personally, I'd kill anyone, and I mean 'anyone', without hesitation, who tries to touch Ruari in a wrong way from today onwards. But if they respect boundaries and keep their hands to themselves then I'm cool with it. I'm not going to go berserk on people who approach him for no apparent reason.

Bran was the first to break the silence. "Uh, welcome back and ah..." But he seemed a bit lost on what to say after that. He got stuck while looking at his oblivious mate with a painful expression. I almost pity the guy.

But Prior was there to save him. "Congratulations alpha," he said.

Ruari seemed lost for a moment until realization dawned on him and I couldn't help the smug look that crept on my face. It's too late for him to worry about that now. Of course, I will neither confirm or deny anything. Let them all think what they want as long they know he's mine, I don't care.

Ruari was blushing up a storm and was acting so adorably shy all of sudden I couldn't help but tease him a little. It feels good to finally put something other than a frown or a tear on his face. I look forward to more of this in the near future.