Chapter 9
Liam POV
I sprint down the hall, bursting through the study doors. Conrad is standing at his office window, staring at the moon, lost in thought again, when he turns to look at me in surprise.
“Michelle just texted me. Eve is home safe”.
“Oh, thank the moon Goddess”.
You can literally see the wave of relief that passes over him. He then collapses into the chair and looks at the ceiling with the relief turning to sadness.
“She won’t come here, will she? Otherwise you would have said”.
“Eve has agreed”.
A massive smile spreads across his face. He’s so excited you can practically see Jace’s tail wagging like a puppy through his eyes.
“She’s giving us a chance”.
“Seems like it”.
This look of happiness quickly changes to one of panic when the realisation of what we have agreed to sets in. He instantly goes into micromanager mode.
“We have only have two days to prepare and have so much to do. We have to alert all the pack members of what is happening. They have to accept the humans as well. We probably need more supplies. Find out what they like and have the kitchen staff order it. Also make sure we have extra maids tomorrow to clean the pack house”.
I just burst out laughing at his complete meltdown over finer details. “You need to relax. I already have a bunch of this in place, as you have been so distracted lately”.
“I have not”.
“Oh really. So why did you miss the council preparation meeting today?”.
“Shit. That was today”.
He starts furiously going through papers on his desk and getting his calendar, and then looks at me furiously.
“That’s next week, you prick”.
“But you didn’t remember, did you?”.
He throws a stapler at me, which I catch and throw back, which hits him in the middle of the chest. He then drops down in his chair and drops his head hard onto his desk.
“Why am I so awful at this. I should be happy she is coming but I’m just terrified as I know I’m going to fuck it all up. Again”.
“You suck at this because this is the first women who hasn’t thrown themselves at you due to your money or power. Might be humbling for you to have to work for it like the rest of us for a change”.
He looks up at me as he realises that I’m right. Then just drops his head back down on his desk.
I try to reassure him. “Well, the good news is you both have back up this time. I will make sure you’re not an insufferable idiot and the girls will keep Eve calm and support her when needed”.
“And the ladies are OK with coming to a wolf pack”.
“They seem excited. Especially Mish”, I say with a smirk.
“Mish”. His expression changes when he realises I only call girls by their nickname when I’m involved with them. “Oh for fuck sake you haven’t”.
“Hey, a guy can multitask. She actually seems really excited and wants to experience the difference in bed between a werewolf and a man.”
“I’m over here, terrified of saying the wrong thing to a woman in case she disappears from existence, and you organised yourself a hook up”. He just mutters under his breath and walks out of his study.
The next two days go by in a blur. There is a massive flurry of activity in the pack. The rumour mill is going into overdrive. Some worried, and others were curious about a rogue coming to the pack. Some are annoyed that humans are coming to the park for the weekend. Of course, most gossip is coming from the possibility that they might meet the future Queen.
By Thursday night, we will be finalising all the details. I have tried to get as much information out of Mish as possible to make Eve feel safe and welcome. Figured if she came late Friday and we had dinner, she could explore a bit by herself rather than being overwhelmed with everybody.
I get a message from Mish confirming details about tomorrow.
Mish - we are all packed. It’s about a 2 hour drive so we will be leaving at 4:30 so safe to say we will be there by 7 😘🤗.
Liam - Oh, baby girl. I promised you all that you would be treated like princesses this weekend. The limo is coming at 5 with expensive champagne on board 😁.