Chapter 64: Strange Male
I feel unguarded and vulnerable as much as I was trained for times like this to introduce myself without the company of my moon blessed I do not like it. I wonder if he is doing this intentionally or if he is testing me for if this is the case I will definitely murder him in cold blood when all of this is done and over with.
"Cronus." A tense whisper flees past my lips and it is instantaneous the way the sea of wolves directly makes way for me all moving to both sides in harmony creating an undisturbed path for my feet the clamorous chatter coming to a complete pin-drop silence as the beats of my heart pause to their sudden movements.
It is almost as though they heard me and I had commanded them to give me way so I could reunite with my mate.
As I guide my eyes from the lush grass beneath my heels to peek straight ahead there he stands underneath the luminous sun rays in a rich navy blue suit; a scalding feeling of admiration and undeniable attraction washes over me in the pit of my belly my heart gripping to the breathtaking sight of him.
The deep, wealthy shade of navy envelops him, and it complements his skin tone ever so beautifully.
The suit jacket impeccably tailored hugs his frame just right accentuating his strong broad shoulders and narrowing waist. The fabric has a smooth, high-quality texture, and it seems to glisten subtly in the light, adding to his overall magnetism. My heart quivers as I marvel at the sight of him, knowing that he's chosen this outfit for a special occasion. My birthday.
I cannot help but notice the classic notched lapel on the jacket giving it a touch of sophistication. It fastens with two buttons down the front, emphasizing his muscular chest and the way it broadens when he stands tall and proud.
His shoulders are structured but not overly padded, giving him that clean and masculine look that I have always found so utterly irresistible with this male.
Beneath the jacket, a crisp white dress shirt peeks out the first few buttons popped open to show pale skin providing a striking contrast to the deep navy of the suit.
His trousers are tailored to perfection, featuring a flat front and a straight-leg cut that flatters his figure. They sit comfortably at his waist and fall gracefully over his shoes, completing the ensemble.
As I glimpse at my moon-blessed, I cannot help but beam with pride. In that navy blue suit, he is the epitome of class, dominance, and confidence, and I feel incredibly lucky to call him mine.
Yet before our eyes caress one another the other headstrong male in our presence beckons me to meet his first and it is without hesitation that I do so which seizes me off guard.
I am apprehended by glistening emerald greens that snatch me instantly, confining me in the spot where I stand immobilizing me. My breath hitches to the sheer power this male radiates it is all consumable very similar to what my male holds yet undeniably distinct.
I feel as though I am chained by my ankles for he demands me to stay still and my body obeys. It unhesitantly obeys him and the control that leaves my flesh frightens my heart screaming helplessly for my mate for I have never been in such a defenseless situation before.
I scrutinise him carefully make his way to me a sense of dread painted by curiosity settling in and I allow this close proximity he wishes to create with my flesh. Alpha yet not just any Alpha, I can sense this he need not say anything to me his aura speaks for itself.
He is dressed like my male wearing a costly black suit that sticks to his tall frame, each unhurried step he takes towards me showcases utter authority as though he can do as he pleases and no wolf can stop him. This conviction of his deters me riling me up from within.
These lands do not belong to him if no one dares to say a word to this male then it shall be me who shall make it known that he is treading on thin ice.
This kind of behaviour will not be tolerated and I am certain that no wolf here informed him of such. Perhaps he is unaware that I am the Luna of this pack after all I was never formally introduced to foreign packs. But what about my dress? Does it not send through the intended message? Does he not see the significance of the embroidery?
Yet it also feels like the wolves present here know him like he has stepped upon our lands numerous times before. Who is this male and why is my mate freely permitting such conduct towards me? Does he not care that his female is being approached by an anonymous predator and he is using his power to mildly immobilize her?
My timid orbs redirect their attention to communicate with my mate who seems pleased by this interaction for he simply stands there with his arms held behind his back, allowing this* strange male* to invade my space.
No wolf has ever come this near to me other than those close to my heart and there is no way in hell I would let him come any closer. I feel disrespected my space invaded.
"Take one more step closer to my flesh, I will make you bleed." I snarl with a fury that bounds me my teeth revealed eagerly and fearlessly to him. "Do you have no regard to come this close to a mated female? To the Luna of this very land you stand upon? Have your ancestors taught you no respect?!" The words I spit out in utter rage are swiftly disregarded as though he finds this to be amusing which only further tilts me.