CHAPTER 50
TYLER
The Pack became filled at once as everyone was running in different directions in preparation for the festival.
It was going to be a huge one as usual as it's always held every two years with different dignitaries and Alpha from other packs.
I hadn't seen Zenevieva which was normal but I still needed to check on her especially if she'd eaten something.
I pushed the door open and there she was, lying peacefully with the sheets wrapped all over her body which made me chuckle.
Lazy queen.
I walked to her and her face was covered as well.
"Are you cold?"
She nodded and I frowned. Why would she get cold at such a time of the morning or did she go out again after I left her?
"Where did you go?"
Silence…
I sighed and tucked her hair to have a clear view of her face but she pushed me away.
"I'll get your breakfast, so make sure you're up and freshen up by the time I come back okay?"
She nodded and I exited the room and went straight to the kitchen to fix breakfast for her which was done in the next twenty minutes.
I went back to the room to discover that she was no longer in bed and I wondered if she went to the restroom which made me wait for the next few minutes but she did show up. Sighing in frustration, I left the room and went outside only to see the Queen.
"Call Zenevieva immediately, I need to give her something."
I bowed and went back to her room and she was there again, all wrapped up and I sighed.
"The Queen needs to see you."
"I'm Sick, can you please tell her that?"
Her voice was so hoarse in whispers and I became tense at once."
"Why? What happened to you? Did Tyson come to hit you last night?"
She shook her head negatively, "I'm fine Tyler. I just want to be alone."
"Let me just see your face at least, I will know what kind of medicine you need."
"Can you just go, please? Call Tyson for me too, he's the only person who will know what I want."
"How? by hitting you?"
"No, I just want to tell him something important."
"If you don't want to attend the Festival, that won't be possible. The Queen is already too excited and you're being stubborn by not getting up from that place to have your breakfast so I'll fetch your medicine."
"Are you this stubborn? I said I'm fine. Call Tyson for me and tell the Queen I'm not feeling well to see anyone at the moment."
"Tyson of all people? I'd rather stay with you."
"Jeez! Tyler go."
I sighed and nodded. Even her voice was really in a whisper but she's chosen to get stuck in here with her stubbornness.
If she doesn't get out in the next two hours to see the Queen and prepare for the occasion, I'll personally drag her out.
*****
TYSON
"What sort of rubbish is that?" I slammed at Tyler who scoffed.
"What rubbish is attending to your Queen's demand? She needs to speak to you and it might have been urgent and sick enough not to come here on her own as usual."
"I see, nothing is wrong as long as it has anything to do with Zenevieva right? I find that so disrespectful."
"You find anything that has to do with Zenevieva so disrespectful, I'm sure you wouldn't mind if it was Marcella."
I bit my lips and sighed, Tyler has just signed a mission to frustrate me but I'm going to terminate that and ignore his silly remarks.
"You took her out yesterday, and she fell sick today. Guess I'm not the only clumsy monster here."
"Just go there already Tyson and stop feeling so high of yourself."
I chuckled.
"I hope you got the dress code for Betas?"
He frowned.
"What code?"
"The color and style meant for everyone."
"I'm not wearing that uniformity shit Tyson, you and I know that I don't fancy that."
"Check your clothes on my dresser next to mine. You're wearing that and there's nothing you can do about that."
I smirked at him and he released a frustrated groan.
I got matching outfits for the both of us no matter how he kept whining at how childish it looked but it was already done. I needed him to stand out from the crowd but I just like teasing him with dress code law.
I walked out of the room and headed to Zenevieva's room, wondering why she would send for me all of a sudden when I could bury her.
I pushed the door open in anticipation of her yelling and even slapping which I won't hesitate to slap her back to know her place and keep her insults at bay.
She was all wrapped up and I hissed loudly.
"What is the meaning of this nonsense when you're supposed to be up and preparing for this event?"
I opened my mouth to say another word but I stopped at once and a different scent hit me hard.
She's not Zenevieva!
Even in my sleep, I can recognize Zenevieva through her scent and this was not it.
"Who are you?" I said slowly in a whisper and walked closer to bed.
It was a familiar scent too but I just can't fathom who it was to take over Zenevieva's space.
She released a heavy sigh and turned over to me, unwrapping the sheets before me and I sulked in a breath to bite my lips hard. I closed my eyes and jammed my hands in my pocket.
Why was I so clueless?
"What are you doing here Marcella?"
She was naked and she smiled at me seductively which made me lose it.
"Aren't you supposed to feel even more remorseful?"
"Uh..?"
"I'm mad at you Tyson!" She slammed and my body perked up in disappointment.
She's right, I had slapped her without apologizing.
"I'm sorry, but what are you doing here in Zenevieva's room?"
"Save yourself the stress and come, I've missed you."
She sat up on the bed, her perky breasts facing sharply at me and I lost It when her hands slipped under my abs and went down to my already hard groin which made me push her roughly on the bed and hovered over her.
I slammed my lips on hers and she moaned, tugging my hair and arching her back in the process to meet my body which made me cup her breasts hard I kissed her silly, entwining our tongues in a rhythm and her leg hooked around my waist.
She roamed her hands all over me and I took off my shirt to meet her demands, feeling her delicate hands that sent sweet sparks of sensation down my spine and my dick twitched hard in delight.
I caressed her naked thighs as my hands found their way to squeeze her butt tightly and she moaned silly.
She guided her hands to my already hard member and I groaned, kissing and licking her ear lobes and going down to kiss those perky breasts of hers.
"Oh Tyson, suck me please."
I growled at her moans and took her tits to my mouth to suck and fondle hard and she screamed as usual, tugging my hair hard and arching her waist up to grind into me and I was lost, tugging my pants off and stroking my already hard self and I slammed Into her once with a shriek of cry escaping from her lips.
"Your voice baby, keep it low."
I groaned as every thrust was actually sending sparks to my entire body and I actually wanted to hear her scream but it would be weird since it's coming from Zenevieva's room.
She raised her hips to meet my hard thrust and I cursed, pounding into her deeper and deeper as her twins jiggled at our movement.
"Fuck! Marcella!" I growled, slamming hard into her I was reaching my climax and she held onto me tightly like her life support, begging me to go deeper into her and I gave her my all.
She pushed me off all of a sudden and I was surprised but she didn't even give me time to process what she did as she flipped me down that she was hovering over me and I cupped her butt softly and kissed her again.
"Shit!" I cursed and took over as she sat on me riding me hard and I jerked up to meet her every thrust, calling her sweet names until I could take it no more.
It was building up and I'm sure she was close also.
"Oh, Tyson!" She screamed in ecstasy and I released my seeds into her gasping for breath and reaching for her lips again but the door was slammed open.
Fuck!! I didn't lock the door!
I flipped her over quickly to cover her and Tyler couldn't hide his shock.
I turned to him.
"Get out Tyson, I find this disrespectful!"
He couldn't say a word, he just stood there shaking his head unbelievably as he left the room.