Chapter 52: Simon

Stella and her kitchen staff looped around the table and sat the apple pie in front of us, it was still warm, it melted the ice cream that lay on top of it. Violet bit her lip, it made my own heart flutter. She dug a spoon into her pie, the crust was still crispy, even though the ice cream was melting around it. She took a bite and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. A small noise was made at the back of her throat. I could only hope I can have her make that noise and look like that when I put my dick in her.

“This is so good. Simon, you need to try it.” She offered a spoonful of pie and ice cream in front of my face. I smirked at her and took the spoon in my mouth.

“You’re right, it’s delicious.”

She smiled at me and continued eating with the spoon. If I were in middle school, I would say that we just kissed, sharing a spoon like that. But I wasn’t not, I was a grown ass man. And was half tempted to throw her over this table and take her as my Luna. Mark her and everything. I brought myself back to this moment and watched her eat her pie.

I looked over at Greta, she looked at me then at Violet then back to me. She smiled, a knowing smile. Like this was going to happen and as if it were meant to be.

Not long and the pie and ice cream are gone. Everyone was overstuffed and attempted to recover, but everyone remembered the terrible decisions that were made at this meal.

“What now?!” Greta said almost miserably. “Give me a fiver and I’ll be able to move again.”

Violet looked at her. “Well, dinner is over. I could go back home if you needed to do pack things.”

“No!” I said louder than I anticipated. She jumped and looked at me. “You can stay as long as you like.”

“Yeah, you can’t go home yet. We just got reunited, we need to spend time together. We need to have a slumber party!” Greta slammed her hands down on the table like a judge with a gavel.

Violet bit her lip and looked at me. If only I could bite that lip, take her mouth with mine. “Oh, I don’t know.” She looked at me then back at Greta.

“Please, pretty please! With a cherry on top?” Greta leaned over and laid her head on Violet’s shoulder.

“I will agree on two conditions.”

Greta straightened up. “Lay them on me.”

“First, Simon needs to give the ok and second don’t mention food to me for the next twenty-four hours.” Violet looked over at me.

Greta leaned over the table and put her head in her hands and batted her eyes at me. “Alpha Simon, can Violet stay the night?” She said it in baby talk.

I rolled my eyes at her and looked at Violet and smiled. “Of course, she can.” I laid my hand on top of hers and squeezed. This small action still ignited my hand with electrodes coming from her hand, jumping to mine. I felt Remus surging under my skin, ready to emerge. I thought to him, to wait, soon he would get to meet her. He slowly calmed down and the surging stopped.

Even though Greta was annoying, she was doing me a huge favor. She was getting Violet to stay over, to spend more time with me. That’s all I wanted. I wanted more time with her. I wished it was alone time, but beggars can’t be choosers. I looked over at Jared, he still looked tense. As if he were being involved in something that he didn’t want to do.

“Ok great.” She said and leaned a little closer to me. “I don’t have anything to sleep in though.” She looked down at the dress she was wearing.

“I could loan you something.” I said to her before Greta could speak. “Pair of clean boxers and a hoodie?”

“That sounds great.”

“Ok, so let’s change and meet in the living room in t minus fifteen minutes.” Greta said, as she looked at her empty wrist as if there was a watch on it.

“Sounds like a plan.” Violet said and stood. “After you Simon.” She squeezed my arm, that sent shivers up my arm and throughout my body. The slightest touch from her could bring me to my knees.

“Of course, follow me.” I grabbed her hand and led her through the house and up the stairs. I was towing her behind me, but she was stopping periodically to look around. “Everything alright back there?”

“Uh, yeah.” She stopped completely to look at the paintings on the wall. “There’s just so much to look at. It’s all so beautiful. Who are these?”

I stopped and stood next to her, still holding her hand. “These are all the past Alphas. That one is Semus, the next Luther, William, Stefan, Nathan, and my father Evan.” I went down the line and pointed at each Alpha that came before me.

She stopped in front of my father and pointed. “I know him.”

I looked at her for a moment. She was still mesmerized by the painting on the wall staring at my father as he stared blankly back.

“What do you mean, you know him?”

“I know him.” Her eyebrows were pulled together in concentration, and she bit her lip.

“How do you know him?” My heart skipped a beat. How would she know my father? He died when I was twenty. There was no way she could have met him. “Everyone says I am the spitting image of my father. Maybe you just see him in me.” I offered to her.

“No.” She paused, still looking at the painting.

“Ok, Violet you need to give me a little more than that. The suspense is killing me.”

She pulled her eyes away from the painting and looked at me. “I remember before the takeover; werewolves came to visit our coven to create a pact or something. I was out playing in the front yard when I first met them. They were nice too.” She was lost in thought again.

“Them?”

“Yeah, your dad gave me a flower, I kept it and dried it in one of my books.” She smiled at the memory. “I don’t have it anymore; it was burned with almost everything else. And your mom…she would braid my hair. I called him Uncle Evan and Aunt…Aunt Lily.”

“What the fuck?” I just stared at her in shock. She met my parents. She talked to them, she was with them and interacted with them. And of course, my father would give a little girl a flower. He was charming as hell, I hated him for it. I pulled my hand over my face; I thought through what Violet just told me.

“Are you ok.” Violet put her hand on my arm. I could feel the heat of the electricity from her touch pulse through my arm.

“Uh, yeah. This is just really crazy.” I cleared my throat, I hoped that it would clear my mind. I didn’t want to think about that now. I didn’t want to spiral into thoughts about my parents and how they ended up. And if I dwelled on this too long, I would definitely spiral and ruin the evening. I didn’t want that now. I wanted to spend time with my Luna even though she didn’t know that she was my Luna. This is a fucked-up situation that had to be dealt with gently. Admittedly, I am probably the worst person to deal with this, I’m anything but gentle.

“I’m sorry.” Violet said, rubbing my arm. I was quiet for too long and she thought I was upset. “It’s really weird that I met them. I just remember always running up to greet them and giving them a hug.” I looked down at her. Her eyes were a deep purple, not as bright as they were before.

I smiled at her. “Don’t worry about it. That happened a long time ago. We can talk about it at a different time.” I wanted to get off the topic, if we didn’t, my mood would change drastically. I took her hand and laid a gentle kiss to the back of it. The electrodes bounced from her hand to my lips, jolting down my body. A sensation that I wouldn’t get used to, and I hope I never would. “Come on, let’s go. We have a movie date with Greta and Jared. And if you couldn’t tell Jared is a stickler for punctuality.

Violet gave a soft laugh and followed me down the hall. “Hey, do you think he will ever relax around me?”