Alpha’s Predestined Bride

MOON STONE PACK

After dinner at the beta’s home, Meagan headed back to the guesthouse. Beta Julius didn’t return back to his apartment till she left. And just the anticipation of spending the night with the warlord made her feel like a teenager in love.

Meagan’s gaze drifted down to her phone as she fell on the bed. The time was 11:25 pm. She had spent so much time with her best friend, making the final plans about tomorrow’s event. The warlord would be here soon.

She stood up, stripped out of her clothes and rushed into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

After she had a hot bathe, Meagan wore a black Dolce & Gabbana lace night dress that revealed her cleavage and also a red lingerie underneath. She dried her hair and packed it up in a bun style that sat at the center of her head. She stood in front of the mirror checking out her reflection to see if she was sexy enough to seduce the warlord.

Tonight, she was playing the role of a seductress. Something she has never imagined that she would ever do in her life.

“I guess.. people change.” She mumbled.

She was changing up her personality and appearance to suit the fantasy in her head. She had made the decision to be reckless and be sexually wild with a total stranger.

Meagan sprayed her body before heading back to the bed to wait for the warlord. She furrowed her eyebrows as a thought crossed her mind. She reached for her phone to call him but also remembered that she doesn’t have the stranger’s number.

It was important for him to come along with protection or else everything she had imagined they would do won’t happen.

Few minutes clicked by, and she heard a soft knock on the door. She switched off her phone and tossed it under the pillow. She tidied the bed sheet, checked herself out in the mirror for the last time before walking to the door.

Meagan breathed out heavily before opening the door.

“Hi, Allison.” Carl mouthed, a smile on his face.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She opened the door wide for him to step into the room. She closed the door quietly before turning to face him. And then she took in his appearance.

His long manly hair was falling loosely over his shoulder, the shirt he wore wasn’t fully buttoned and it revealed his solid chest and he paired it with a black khaki short. He had a bottle of wine in his hand too.

“A drink to start the night.” Carl raised the bottle up when he noticed her gaze drifting down at it.

Meagan had made this decision so she wasn’t going to change her mind.

“Do you have a glass here? I didn’t remember to bring one.” Carl asked as he walked further into the room.

His wolf nostrils caught the smell of body spray instead of her natural body scent.

“Yeah, I still have one here from the bottle I ordered yesterday afternoon.” Meagan moved to the bed drawer to pick up the glass.

“You don’t mind sharing the glass with me right?” Carl asked remembering that she didn’t like how he had snatched the glass from her at the Halloween party.

“I don’t mind. I’ll be right back.” Meagan dashed into the bathroom to rinse the glass.

“How was dinner at your friend’s place?” Carl asked as soon as she came out of the bathroom.

She had told him at the pool that she would be visiting her friend.

“It was fine. She couldn’t stop crying about some terrible things three wolves said about her.” Meagan answered, handling the glasses to him.

“Oh! I am sure they would get punished by the Gammas.” Carl said.

Meagan positioned herself to sit close to him at the edge of the bed. “Is the pack bounded by so many rules?” She asked.

Carl poured wine into the glass. “Why did you ask?”

“Well… I am just surprised there is a punishment for gossipers.” Meagan said with a shrug.

Carl looked at her. “They won’t be getting a cruel punishment if they are young wolves.” He handed her the glass of wine.

“In our world, we just let gossipers go scot free. There is nothing much to say or do to someone bad mouthing you.. although some resort to violence.” She drank from the glass.

“Where there is no law, there is no crime. The young wolves needs thorough training to be better.” Carl reached for the glass and he lifted it to his mouth. He sipped from the exact spot her lips had touched the same way he had done at the party.

“The alpha must be doing a great job at keeping the pack in a good shape. I mean… it’s surprising how many humans turned up for this celebration.” Meagan commented.

“He would be proud of himself if he was here with us.” Carl chuckled.

“Do you know the alpha? I mean are you close friends with him?” Meagan asked.

Carl looked straight into her eyes. He was tempted to spill it out that he was the alpha of moon stone pack. But he didn’t want to scare her by the revelation so it won’t ruin the planned night.

“I won’t say that I am close friends with the alpha. But he is nice to everyone so we owe our loyalty and respect to him.” He picked out his words carefully.

Meagan nodded her head. “Okay.”

“You sound so interested in the alpha? Perhaps have you met him?” Carl asked.

Meagan raised her eyebrows. “No.. no.. not at all. And I am not sure.. I want to meet him.” She forced a smile on her face.

“Why?” Carl asked.

“I don’t deem it necessary.” Meagan replied with a shrug.

Carl was glad that he didn’t reveal his identity to her. He was right after all – his position in the pack would scare her away.

“I like what you are wearing.” He muttered, his gaze lingering down to her body.

Meagan took the glass from him and gulped down the whole liquid.

“Hey, do you plan to get drunk?” He took the glass and bottle and set it down at the foot of the bed.

“What do you think?” Her fingers dropped down to her exposed chest.

Carl inched closer to her. “This is sexy enough to seduce any man.” He placed his finger on her chest, trailed it down on it until it met her fingers. “Good job, Allison.” He smirked.

“You are definitely in trouble, warlord Baron.” She mouthed.

“Is that another challenge?” He brought his face closer.

“Are you up for it?” Meagan licked her lips seductively as if knowing the action always made him lose his control.

“Oh Allison-” his thumb flicked over her lips. “I always get what I want, Allison.”

The warmth from his thumb spread through her body. His words were turning her on, making her panties wet.

“Don’t be too confident, Baron.” Meagan whispered with her mouth almost touching his mouth.

“I like this, Allison.” Carl pressed his lips on hers and she moaned softly.