After getting my fix of happiness by visiting my cute and cuddly godson and getting a thorough check up from Jen, I am ready to do this. I am hell bent on finishing my perfect date with Jason, which got so rudely interrupted the other day.
“Don't you have anything to do?” I turn and roll my eyes at Tyler who has been sticking to me like glue since I woke up, a few hours ago.
“I am doing it right now.” The smartass replies. He's slowly but surely pissing me off, ruining my good and positive mood.
“Seriously Ty?”
“What do you want me to do? Since you won't allow Jason to see you until tonight, he threatened to cut off my... you know what, if I leave you alone even for a second. And I happen to like my you know what. It brings me great pleasure.”
I scoff, ignoring the gross comments about his junk. “Since when do you listen to Jason?”
“Since he's my Alpha, apparently.” Tyler grins mischievously. Like I said, smartass.
I'm power walking to the supermarket to do some shopping. I woke up with a big idea in my head, and I plan to do a grand gesture for my mate.
“I'm sorry.” Tyler mumbles while pushing the shopping cart around for me.
“For what?” I stop to took at his face, while holding 2 cream coloured throw pillows.
“If it wasn't for me, and my stupid vision, you and Jason maybe wouldn't have learned that you are second chance mates, and you wouldn't have gone on that date...” Sensing where all this is going, I stop his rambling. From the brief chat I had with my mate after I woke up, I know he feels just as guilty as Tyler, if not more.
I gently hit my Beta with one of the pillows before placing them into the cart and taking a deep breath. “You know they would have tried to kill me regardless of where I was or who I was with, right? In their eyes, I ruined their lives the moment Alpha Jaxon asked them to take me in. Neither you or Jason are responsible for this. Am I really the only one who see the full half of this glass?”
“Fine. And why the fuck are you buying pillows for? I thought you wanted to cook dinner for Jason, not smother him to death.” I just roll my eyes and continue piling candles into the cart.
The big plan is to go back to the shoebox I used to live in, give it a quick makeover, and then cook a delicious meal for my mate. I also plan on being his desert tonight, and I want him to be mine, hence the much needed makeover of said shoebox.
Opening the squeaky front door for the first time in months, I walk in and a wave of mixed emotions and memories hits me. I collapse onto the floor, my back propped against the door, and just break down crying. I cry for all the heartache, I cry for all the deaths that happened around me, I cry for the ray of hope and happiness that I see in the people I love, the people that are with me no matter what, through thick and thin. I cry for the worst year of my life, a year that somehow, still managed to be one of the best. I just cry until I can't cry no more.
Once I don't have any tears left, I sigh a few times and slowly get myself up from the floor. Without bothering to check myself in the mirror and see the damage that all that crying has done, I go to the bathroom and pick up the cleaning supplies. A little over half and hour later, the place is spotless. The perks of having to clean a tiny studio flat, the size of a shoebox.
The reason I wanted this date to take place here, is because this apartment makes me feel independent and capable to get through anything. I remember when Carla helped me get it, it instantly made me feel strong and confident.
After I made sure the lamb is slowly roasting in the small and flimsy oven, I return to the bathroom for a much needed shower. I had to shampoo my hair twice to get it detangled, because it hasn't been washed since the attack, and it was almost matted beyond repair. Satisfied with how I look and feel after that shower, I move to rummage through the massive shopping bag I brough with me. I smile as I put on the black satin lingerie, imagining how Jason will react to it and how his hands would move on my body while getting rid of the light fabric. I settled on wearing a simple black skater dress, but wanting to tease my mate, I paired it with knee high socks and high heel ankle boots. I feel sexy, I feel confident, I feel ready.
It's nearly 8 in the evening, which is the time I told Jason to come over. A part of me expected him to barge in as soon as Tyler dropped me off, but he didn't. OK, fine, a very small part of me was hugely disappointed he didn't barge in after Tyler dropped me off.
A light knock on the door brings me out of my spiralling thoughts. Judging by the restless butterflies in my stomach and the goose bumps slowly rising on my forearms, my mate is standing on the other side of this door.
I open the door and Jason is waiting there with a giant bouquet of multicoloured roses. Just as for our previous date, he made an effort to dress up and trim his beard. Definitely the old Jason is back and I'm not complaining.
Handing me the flowers, our hands touch and the explosion of sparks and tingles begins once more. I have no idea how we're going to sit through dinner. I give myself a mental pat on the back again for choosing this place for our date.
“You cooked lamb, really? Jason chuckles when he gets inside and the smell of roast enters his nostrils.
“What? I heard that's a wolf's favourite.” I feign innocence and he nearly chocked from the outburst of laughter.
“Dinner was amazing, Sam. I didn't know you can cook like that.”
“Wait until you taste desert.” I can feel my face burning from embarrassment at how forward I am being, but the way Jason's nostrils flared when I said the words 'taste' and 'desert' spurs me on.
Jason slowly leans over the small table and places a hand on my face, caressing my right temple and cheek. His thumb pauses and touches my lips and I feel like a raging fire has just been ignited within me. When he captured my lips with his, I felt the fire spreading rapidly through my body.
We kissed until our lips became swollen and our kisses more rough and needy. I bit down on Jason's lower lip and a low growl escaped his throat. That made my panties dampen even more, and I knew I wanted to feel him, to taste him, all of him.
Slowly we started to rise from the table without breaking our passionate kiss. Our hands are now free to explore, we can touch each other without having the table in between to stop us.
“You are so sexy and so tempting, baby. “ I hear Jason's whispers in my ear as he is kissing my neck and teasing the sensitive skin with his tongue. The soft moans are the only reply I can offer right now, as I am so lost in him that I forgot how to form words.
Our bodies seem to move on their own, completely in sync. As Jason picked me up I gasped and that excited him more. He threw me on the bed and took shoes off. With a sexy smirk he proceeded to roll me knee socks down sing his teeth. This is by far the hottest thing I have ever experienced. I keep squirming under his skilful touch and soon enough I find myself in nothing but my satin underwear. Jason took his trousers off and is now hovering on top of me only in his boxers. As he trails kisses from my jaw down to my breasts, he stops and his hand reaches for the clasp of my bra. I smile, licking my lips and take the opportunity to reach down and to stroke his length over the thin fabric of his underwear. Feeling intoxicated with how good it is to see him so hard for me, I pull his hardened member out. The groans and curses that leave my mate's mouth encourage me to keep going.
“Fuck, baby. I need to have you, right now.” I moan again hearing those words and sensing the need to have him inside me, increase even more.
Jason doesn't waste any more time and uses his hand to push my panties to the side. After playing with my slick folds and rubbing a few circles on my clit he stops. “No baby, we cum together.” He licks his fingers to taste me, and I didn't even get the chance to protest at the loss of contact, because he pounds into me and I almost explode from the pleasure.
We didn't last that long with him slamming into me and repeatedly hitting all the sweet spots inside and out, but once the build-up was too much, and as we both found our release, we a
lso bit down and marked each other, causing another wave of please to hit us harder than ever.
55 - Surprise
Samantha
Sitting on my bed and playing with a strand of my hair, I look up to my best friend and let out a heavy sigh.
""I just miss him so much."" I tell Tyler for the millionth time earning myself yet another death glare from him.
""Oh my Goddess, you are killing me! Ty huffs dramatically. ""You two have been apart for 3 days not 3 months.""
""You just don't understand because you haven't found you mate yet, Ty."" I snap at him. I get that I'm acting a bit bratty right now, but ever since Jason and I have marked each other, it has physically been very difficult to be apart.
""Well you aren't making me look forward to it with this clingy attitude of yours.""
I stuck my tongue out at him. ""Jealous much?""
""Not. At. All."" He gives me another glare although I know he's secretly just as giddy as I am. ""I have to go, I have something important to take care of, bur here, this came for you."" He says throwing a cream envelope at my direction. It lands on the bed, next to me.
As Tyler was leaving my room, I went back to mulling over the choice I have to make, the choice that would determine the rest of my life and the succession of the two packs.
I'm back in America because I wanted to speak to my uncle and tell him about Jason and I.
After I got better from the Baileys attacking us, my mate and I have been inseparable for nearly 3 weeks. It's been absolute bliss, but I had to come back to the States to figure out what I'm going to do next, and Jason had a pack to run back in England, 'the proper way', as he put it. Apparently he has been hibernating for too long, not paying enough attention to what is going on inside his pack, and he plans on rectifying that.
As predicted, my uncle knew almost everything already from my mate. It's cute how close they are, it warms my heart. I bet you that Carla and Bolder sit up at night laughing about how silly Jason and I are. I'm not mad at that, they have organically become our substitute parents, and we gladly allowed them to.
Unfortunately, Bolder didn't make things easier for me as I had hoped. You know how when you have a difficult decision to make and sometimes you just want someone to tell you what to do? Yeah, that's what I hoped my uncle would do in regards to the pack I will belong to, but instead, he told me that it's completely up to me, and that regardless of what I choose, he will back me up. It's like him and Jason share a brain these days, because my lovely mate just told me to think about what would make me happy, and that we will figure it out and make it work. Geez, thanks for the help! Can't one of them throw a hissy fit and threaten not to speak to me ever again if I don't do what they want?
As silly as it may sound, a part of me wants to be Jason's Luna and nothing else. I kind of want to do things the simple way, but returning to the same pack that once turned on me at the flip of a switch is making me uneasy.
Ming, on the other hand, is torn between being the Alpha of my uncle's pack, which would be totally kickass, and being the Luna of Crescent Moon and literally kicking ass by having all my previous bullies and tormentors have to bare their necks in submission. I agree, that would be the ultimate revenge, a karmic bitch slap on the faces of those who jumped at the opportunity to belittle me.
Remembering the envelope Tyler gave me earlier, I open it quickly, curiosity suddenly taking over.
It only said '3 pm, Academy's trophy room. J.W.'
Shit. It's at least a half an hour drive to the Academy and it's already 10 minutes past 2 pm. I blame Tyler. It I don't make in on time, I blame my Beta for leaving everything till last minute.
I run, hoping I still remember where the trophy room is, because I had only been in there once, and that was many months ago. I pass a lot of confused faces and I run faster, praying that each turn I take is correct.
I look at my phone and it shows 2:58 pm. As I enter the trophy room, I grin proudly for making it on time. I smooth over my clothes and wait. After I stood there awkwardly for a minute, seeing there is no trace of Jason, my smile falls.
What the hell was I even thinking? I scold myself. This could very well be one of Tyler's pranks, his crazy way of making me chose to stay here.
I slightly jump when the old clock strikes 3, as the noise echoes in the large room. I turn to look at it, and notice another envelope inside the clock. Clever, I think to myself, as I open the clock and take out my envelope.
It all clicks now, this is a scavenger hunt, and at the end of it Jason would probably surprise me by coming here. Or at least that's what I would like the prize to be, though realistically thinking, it will probably be a giant bouquet of flowers or a lot of fancy chocolate. Either way, my mate took the time to do this for me, and I plan to have fun on the hunt.
Two hours and 4 more of those cream envelopes later, I find myself standing in a rose garden, in the human part of this area. The hunt became harder as it progressed and to be honest I had forgotten about everything else and even lost track of time. I only just realised how long I have been at this, and just how into it I got along the way.
Looking through the rose bushes, I smile widely when I notice something's off, but not in a bad way. I see a bush of off white roses surrounded by red ones in such a way that it almost resembles a heart.
Bingo! I yell inside and start inspecting the roses, thinking of how I could stick my hand inside and search for the envelope without getting scratched too badly by their thorns. Finding the envelope in a thorny rose bush was easier than I thought. In between 2 large ted roses sat an equally red envelope.
This is it, this must be the last one, I think to myself. I did look around to see if maybe Jason pops up from behind a tree or something, and unfortunately that wasn't the case, so I just opened my clue instead. It again contains a simple clue.
'It's Monday. My turn to have Bolder. J.W.' I start laughing thinking how silly my mate is. Everyone else might see this cold hearted young Alpha, one that couldn't care less about a woman, but in fact he is the sweetest and goofiest guy ever. Sure, he got to be like this after all the horrible shit that happened to his family, but I am the same. I guess we truly are meant to be. We can understand and mend each other.
With the new addition to my envelopes and notes collection, I make my way to the car and start driving back to Carla and Bolder's home. On the way I keep debating if I should go to my room and take a shower, or if I should go straight to my uncle's office. I was almost set on taking a shower first. I didn't want Jason to see me after a whole afternoon spent mostly running from one place to the other. I know, I'm still hoping Jason came to see me, and his last clue didn't do anything to invalidate that. If anything, it hinted strongly that he is here in the United States and at my uncle's house.
I got home and everything was dead quiet. Too quiet. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Proceeding carefully, I strain my ears trying to pick up on any sounds, but the only thing I hear is the loud thump of my own heart. I briefly scanned the inside of the house. Before I start yelling bloody murder I decided to go check the back garden.
Immediately after I opened the door that leads to the garden, I see white rose petals on the grass, forming a pathway.
Giggling, I follow the path and before I got to the main area of the garden, what sounded like dozens of voices, all screamed at once:
""Happy birthday Samantha!""
But, it's not my birthday, I think to myself.
56 - Fiance
Samantha
I am frozen in place. I don't even move when my mate approaches and hugs me tightly, kissing the top of my head both lovingly and playfully.
“Did you enjoy the hunt?” Jason asks, his voice laced with a promise. I can only imagine what he means, but it's enough to bring me back to reality.
“It was fun, I'm not going to lie.” I giggle remembering my earlier quest.
“But.. my birthday is not until next month.” I whisper so that only
Jason would hear me, cringing hard at the sight in front of me and feeling bad that I might ruin the surprise and upset my friends and family.
If I look around, I can see that everyone is here, and I mean everyone. Even Jen and my lovely godson. I frown a bit, because surely my friend since childhood could have told everyone when my birthday is. I guess her mommy brain is in full swing now, so I won't hold it against her.
I'm starting to understand that my scavenger hunt was a ploy to get me out of the house so the arrangements can be done for the party, although they didn't even get the date right... but I don't mention that. I just start hugging Jason back, burying my head in his chest and enjoying the closeness for a moment.
“Actually, Sam, your birthday is today. I should know...” Bolder comes next to us, a big smile on his face and a small box with a bow in his hands. He hands me the gift and I thank him politely, still waiting for him to explain further.
“Those people must have just given you a random birthday because they had no idea what your real one was.” My uncle explains to me, calm leaving him for a second. I've never thought about that, but it makes sense. They were pretty close in guessing, though. I assume it's not that hard to estimate the exact age of a toddler.
“You knew?” I point a threatening finger in Jason's direction and he kisses the tip of my finger sending sparks and tingles all the way to my core.
“Guilty.” He pouts and I smile brightly at him, forgetting everything else. I can't stay upset with Jason, not anymore.
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