Chapter 130 2.2 -TEMPTRESS
\-SIANNA'S POV-
A pin-drop silence hovered throughout the building. Everyone cowered, trembling like they were standing on awfully cold ice, enveloped in trepidation.
Vance's pitch-black eyes search for the grimy, disrespectful Alpha, clenching his fists and ready to wipe the floor with his blood. His nostrils flared, diligently trying to detect his scent. Small stubble of bristling fur began to protrude from his pores. He was about to shift.
As his Luna, his lethal aura did not negatively affect me. Instead, it brought me warmth and an urgent need to embrace him. Although to others, it was strangling.
Stepping in front of Vance, "Baby, he's gone." I palmed his face to eliminate the cold baleful features that settled in his expression with sparks from my touch. Gradually, pristine emerald green swirled into his eyes. My hands dropped to his tensed shoulder blades which abruptly hung loose. To break the ice, I glanced at the slice of sachertorte cake on his plate and coquettishly uttered to distract him, "Your cake looks very delicious." Then I teased through the mind-link for his ears only, "Wouldn't you like to eat it off my breasts."
Immediately, a wide blissful smile lit his face up, making him look even more breathtaking. His wolf howled internally. A heat rose between us. He lifted my hand to his lips and openly declared, " Firecat, I'll eat a whole solenodon off your body if it's offered to me, as long as you detox the poison from me with your honey-tasting bee -stung lips."
Silently, the others watched our public display of affection. He cut a slice from his plate and slowly offered it to me. Opening up my mouth, my tongue trailed my top lip with my eyes wantonly locked on his. Then I closed my lips around the fork and moderately pulled my head back.
"Yummy." It was a sly innuendo and he winked at me. I stepped to his side, now facing the others, and started up a conversation with Fernando's mate, "Tell me about how you two met. Are you fated mates or were you claimed before the ceremony?"
The inquisitive part of me was piqued by the branded mark on her neck and the fact that neither of them participated in the Claiming. Particularly given that he had never once mentioned her before. He and I were the same age, thirty-six, to be exact.
Guilt plastered across Fernando's features. He pulled back his torso and averted his teal orbs on his mate, lovable, sweet, and tender as he justified, "She arrived yesterday from Alpha Gavin's pack. When I went to welcome him, I smelled her and my wolf claimed her on the spot."
"Alpha, Luna," She bowed and her attempt to sound confident was shattered by Vance's steely gaze. "I-I'm K-Karlie. How are you enjoying the evening?"
"The evening is pleasant-" I began.
"-And getting bored," Vance terse, shoulders back and head held high, percolating reflexive intimidation. His tone dared anyone to challenge him. Sipping my wine, I nudge him for being rude while maintaining a smiling face. He sneered, "Wow, we finish each other's sentences." He chuckled lightly and awarded me a kiss on the forehead and electric currents bathed my body.
The others became stiff, instilled with fear but still trying to make a good impression on their king. While every fiber of my being wanted to jump on him and be taken onto the tabletop closest to him.
Most Alphas had zero control over their lust when they met their mates. Likewise, when I met Vance and tried to reject him, he went as far as to have his Gamma stalk me just to remind me that I was his Luna and would not get rid of him that easily. Funny how I was always weak to him. Now I am an avid supporter of the mate bond.
All I opined was to meet your mate first before making a final decision on whether you will be with him or her before choosing someone else. Because it can be extremely devastating and heartbreaking to many.
My brows furrowed. "This clearly validates my point that the Claiming should be about searching for your mates rather than being singled out to be claimed by anyone who finds you appealing. How did you feel about attending the ceremony?"
Karlie gandered at Fernando before she replied, "I was scared to death because I'm mateless at twenty-five and it was my last time to be chosen." She sighed and bloomed a meek smile, "But I was so lucky when I found Alpha Fernando. I appreciate my blessings from the goddess." Upon hearing that, he reciprocated her smile and kissed her temple.
"Take care of her," Vance warned him with angry slits, which really connoted to the man to tend to your woman and leave mine alone.
My friend nodded his head. "I will most certainly do that."
The black-haired woman in the tangerine one-strap ruched bodycon dress that I had seen earlier on the balcony, walked past us and intentionally bumped into Karlie's back, making her stumble forward. Fernando caught her and his red drink spilled from the wineglass and the contents almost caught my dress had my agility not enabled me to recoil. My wolf roiled with malignancy.
With her head lower, the scheming culprit offered a feeble apology and scampered away. My aggressively narrowed eyes tailed her. What
was her deal?
Another Alpha joined our group. "Alpha King Vance, I wanted to thank you for assisting with the vampire rogues matter. For the past three months, my borders have been cleared."
He was Alpha Gavin of the Sanguis Phantoms Pack, of average height, sporting a Mohawk and a red paw tattooed under his left eye.
"Of course," Vance replied in a clipped tone. "I noticed that you
claimed an Omega tonight."
Gavin rubbed the back of his neck. "Yes, it was time to get a second mate. It's been five years without a Luna."
"Did you meet her before tonight?" I questioned, simply because I
wanted to know if the selection was impromptu or if he had gone out of his way to convince her to accept him. And by convince, I meant
by force or bribery.
I was well aware that alpha males often demand a woman as their own rather than wooing her. However, in terms of fated mates, it
was a werewolf propensity.
"I will not lie to you, Luna. I have visited RoseWater before." Gavin put his hands in the air like he was surrendering. "She caught my eye. There was something about her that drew me out. It's been very long since a woman could...." He nervously chuckled, stopping himself from sharing too much. "But I swear to you that the choice was completely hers."
"And that has nothing to do with patching the strife between your packs?" Vance knew about the feud that they had ongoing. Often times, an Alpha might negotiate a peaceful condition if he deeply desired the woman from his enemy's pack.
The two Alphas gave themselves away when they exchanged uneasy
eye contact. The outrage! Both men brought the glasses to their
mouths to avoid lying to me.
I placed my empty wine glass on the table to my left and eyed Gavin suspiciously. Then I scanned through the crowd for his brown- haired claimed mate and she appeared overwhelmingly nervous. I thought about having a private word with her and as I took a step forward, my mate's arm tightened around my waist, refusing to let
me go.
"I told you not to wander off," Vance said through the mind-link, rotating his wineglass through strong fingers.
"Baby, I have to speak to the Omegas." I patted his pectoral, looking up at him, while he peered down on me.
"Not tonight." He opposed. "You didn't even want to come in the
first place."
"True, but since I'm here, I should investigate." My eyes were kept on the small circle of beautifully adorned females at the left end of
the grand room.
Tonight's ceremony would have lower-ranked she-wolves promoted to the rank of their mate's status. For instance, a claimed Omega female mated to an Alpha, automatically becomes his Luna, with the seal of his wolf's mark on her neck.
"You're right. I should investigate what's underneath that dress of yours." Vance narrowed his mischievous eyes on me while the others
continued to speak. "I suspect, sheer lace." He played the guessing game to hint at my underwear while I nodded at the talking people, pretending to listen. Although his deep voice in my head mutes everyone else. His mind stripped me naked. "Black and wet for me, hmm?"
I do not give him consent, nor do I answer him. I'll let his unrelenting imagination run wild. On our way here, he tried to finger fuck me in the limousine, but I denied him the privilege since I refused to show up smelling like sex. Now I surmised that he was also
getting grumpy over his need to plunder me.
"Dance with me." He declared aloud, which instantly dismissed us
from the ring of people that sought our presence. My moon-blessed found me more entertaining than the occasion. Gently leading me to the middle of the dance floor where couples
danced around us. Vance gave me a twirl and dip to begin. As we waltzed, our hips collided in an intimate movement with his arms around my waist, splayed fingers on my lower back, keeping my pelvis directly on his. Although his eyes were focused intently on me, the promise of a smile could be seen in the movable curve of his mouth. The poking of his manhood explained the lewd glimmer in his impish eyes.
"Have you done enough research, my dear?" Vance whispered into
my ear, "The rest of the party does not interest me. The main event is over and everyone seems pleased."
"Aren't you going to give the closing speech for the night?" I asked,
looking up into the green of his eyes that sparkled from the lights of the chandeliers, absolutely mesmerizing.
"I am certain that these Alphas will want to take their newly claimed
mates home to complete the mating process." Tantalizingly close, he dipped his head to rest his forehead on mine. The blaze in his eyes lit a fire in my core. "I want to do a few things to my queen. I really, really do." He kissed the tip of my nose, leaving it tingly. Swaying to the music, torso-to-torso, our hips caused a vibration of awareness of his iron-hard cock. My alpha mate was very much aroused and did not intend to keep it a secret. "My King, do you ever
behave?"
"Why should I? You've been flaunting your curves all evening and antagonizing the lecherous beast in me." He suddenly stopped and quirked a brow. Taking my hand, with long heavy strides, we arrived at the balcony overlooking the deserted garden with the cool night wind encouraging me to stay in the warmth of his arms. The background music was softly audible to us.
He closed the sliding glass door with cream patio curtains. With his
back to the room, one of his arms spanned around my waist while the other was skimming through the slit of my dress. "Vance," I tried to shove his hand away, "Anyone could walk out here and catch us in an uncompromising situation." Werewolves had no issues with nudity. However, this king would be
furious if anyone were to look upon my nakedness. We were the most honorable guests here and the other Alphas and Lunas will be searching for us soon.
Unbothered, he pulled me farther to the side, rotating my back to
lean against the wall. "Who would dare to interrupt a King with his Queen?" He kissed me passionately and my words got stuck in my throat, unvocalized. Whereas the sparks electrified and cackled through my body.
Determined, his fingers brushed my pussy and I moaned, "Ngh," getting wetter for him.
"I won't wait any longer." Both of his hands were under my dress, trying to rip the sidelines of my black sheer lace panties. "Firecat, I've been dying to fuck you from the moment you put your hot body
in that dress. You have no idea how fucking sexy you are." He finally ripped the material away and quickly stuffed it into his pants pockets, then cupped my cleanly shaved pussy. He purred, "You damn temptress."