Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
“Where’s your dad?” Nolan asked her as we started walking down the hall.
“In his office. I think he’s on the phone with Alpha Benjamin or maybe talking to the councilman.”
“I’ll be down there when Haven is done,” he said, then he turned and went down the stairs.
Maddie and I went into her room, and she led me to her closet.
“How are you feeling?” she asked, a tiny flicker of worry passing over her face, there and gone again in a flash.
“I’m okay. Mostly a little overwhelmed by everything.”
“Nolan said you were pretty much healed, but I can imagine the information overload is exhausting,” she said with a nod.
“Yeah, it is,” I agreed.
“Well, I won’t talk too much then. I don’t want to overwhelm you more. Pick whatever you want,” she said, gesturing at her clothes, then she walked into the attached bathroom.
I looked down at Wesley’s shirt, breathing in the scent of him that lingered on it from sleeping in his bed with him. I didn’t want to wear something else. I wanted to at least feel like he was near me.
But it was probably kind of gross from the grime I could feel on my body. I needed a clean one. But I didn’t want to ask for one of his shirts either. I didn’t want him to know I already missed his presence and his touch.
I frowned and grabbed a blue and yellow plaid flannel shirt from the closet and a clean pair of leggings from a shelf, then went into the bathroom. The soft pink and white room was already filled with steam, and a fluffy black towel sat folded on the counter, waiting for me to use it when I finished.
Maddie smiled. “Take as long as you need,” she said, then left and closed the door behind her.
I removed my clothes and got in the shower, taking my time to scrub, wash, and remove all traces of the club and the attack, Lennox, and my blood from my body. And the whole time, all I wanted was to be with Wesley. To have him hold me and caress my skin under the flow of the water like he did that night we shared. To have him wash my hair and massage my scalp.
My body, my heart, and my soul ached for him. And I’d only been away from him for an hour or so.
After I got out of the shower, I dressed quickly, grabbed a pair of shoes, and left Maddie’s room. Then she led me back down the stairs to the main floor.
Nolan leaned against the hall by the door we’d used to enter the house, and he smiled at me as I approached him. “What do you want to do now, Luna?”
“You seriously can just call me Haven,” I said with a sigh.
“I told you Wes ordered me to call you that.”
“Well, I order you to not call me luna.”
He frowned and crossed his arms, his brain working through the conflicting commands. Then he sighed, rubbed his forehead, and said, “Okay, Haven. What do you want to do now?”
“I’m starving,” I said as my stomach growled.
“Oh, good, because I’m hungry too.” He laughed. “It’s already after eleven, so does pizza sound okay? We have a pretty good pizza place in the little town here.”
“Pizza sounds perfect.”
He led the way through town with me close behind him. The shoes I borrowed from Maddie were just a touch too big, but luckily, we didn’t have far to go, so the odds of blisters would be low. We sat at a table in the small restaurant and ordered our pizza, then waited, sipping our drinks.
“What’s a gamma?” I asked as I played with the condensation on my water glass, remembering the word he’d used earlier to describe himself.
He tilted his head to the side and thought for a moment. “The gamma is the luna’s beta,” he said. I raised one brow at him. “Right. Uh, the beta is the second in command to the alpha. Reid will be Wesley’s beta. So the gamma is the same, but for the luna. Basically, I’m whatever you need me to be. Some gammas act as a bodyguard if the luna isn’t a fighter or a warrior. Others just help them do their tasks around the pack. Some do both.”
I nodded, but then I frowned. “I don’t know anything about leading a pack of werewolves.”
“None of us do, really.” He laughed. “But we’ll all be here to help you in whatever way you need.”
“What about my career? My dancing?” I asked.
He pursed his lips in thought. “You’ll have to discuss that in more detail with Wes, but I can’t imagine him forcing you to give that up. He knows how much ballet means to you.”
“Right,” I muttered.
At the mention of his name, I felt Wesley’s absence like a missing limb. I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d be able to keep up my little cold shoulder act, not if I felt like there was a hole in my heart without him near me.
“Does it ever get any easier?” I asked Nolan.
“Does what ever get any easier?”
“Being away from your mate? It’s been only a few hours, and I already miss him and want to be next to him or touching him. Does that ever go away?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve heard it’s a little better once you’re marked, but I really don’t know. Most mates spend a lot of time together once they find each other,” he told me with a shrug.
“But, like right now, don’t you miss Rachel and want to be with her or near her? You haven’t seen her since when, yesterday?”
“Rachel isn’t my mate.”
“Oh,” I said, blinking. “I’m sorry. I just assumed—“
“It’s all right,” he said. “She may not be my mate, but I still love her.”
I took another sip of my water, thinking about what Maya had said at the gala. About Nolan’s ex. I looked at him over the rim of my glass, debating whether or not I should ask him about it.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?