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I turn to the door and see Cara and her father. ‘Mate!’ Kai says suddenly in my head. A broad smile spreads across my face. ‘Yeah she is.’
Kai is jumping around wanting to go see her. ‘Play it cool Kai, remember, she’s not 18 yet. Artemis won’t recognize us as her mate for a couple more months.’ This calms him down, but he continues to pace around in my head. ‘Calm down. Remember our plan for tonight. We’ll have her in our arms soon.’
She looks stunning. The dress I chose is perfect for her. She looks…like a Luna. Like MY Luna. Beautiful, proud, strong, and absolutely perfect. And currently looking a bit like she wants to throw up. The pink in her cheeks is a dead giveaway that she isn’t happy to be the center of attention.
From the corner of my eye, I see my warriors all incline their heads. I turn back to see Mr. Nelson swallow hard, his eyes looking a bit misty at their acknowledgement and deference. Before I can move, my mother has started in their direction, my father right behind her.
I watch as my mother approaches Cara and my dad welcomes Mr. Nelson. As dad draws Mr. Nelson away, I see Cara reach up to touch her necklace. My mother is a cunning woman. I don’t know what she’s asking Cara, but she will know it was me that gave her that jewelry.
I move toward my father and Mr. Nelson. It’s time that I received a proper introduction to the man that saved my father’s life.
As I approach, my father reaches out to corral me into the inner circle of warriors that have crowded around. “Son. I’d like you to meet the greatest man I’ve ever known and the reason that I am still standing here today. Clint Nelson.”
He turns to Mr. Nelson, “Clint, it is my pleasure to introduce you to my son, Rik.”
I reach out to shake his hand. “It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Sir. My mother and father have told me so much about you and your family over the years.”
“Alpha Rik, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
As my father begins introducing other warriors in the group, I can’t help but look back at Cara. I’ve only been watching her for a minute when her eyes meet mine.
I can’t help the smile that forms when I see my mother walking her over to where I am, no doubt planning to make introductions.
As my mother introduces us, I’m about to say that we’ve met, but Cara beats me to the punch, giving me a mental jab in the process. But I can tell that while she has no problem with her words or for attempting to put me on the spot, she does feel bad for confusing my mother.
She quickly covers it and then reaches out to shake my hand, stressing that she’s pleased to meet me.
The feel of her hand in mine is overwhelming and for a moment I can’t find any words, so I just reach down and gently press my lips to the back of her hand. I can feel the tingles of our touch going through my hand, up my arm and now across my lips and face. It’s euphoric and I want more. I want to touch every part of her body.
As I stare into her shimmering eyes, I catch a whiff of her arousal and Kai begins to purr in my head. These next two months before her birthday will be torture, but what a glorious torture it will be. And it gives me time to win her over so she accepts our bond.
I finally find my voice, “The pleasure is all mine Cara.” I watch her cheeks go pink again. Is she as affected by the bond as I am? She is a Guardian, so maybe her ability to sense the bond is stronger than most. Kai and I knew before today, it just wasn’t confirmed.
I have no intention of letting go of her hand until another couple comes up to wish me happy birthday. Reluctantly, I let go of her hand but I make sure to tell her to save me a dance before I watch her turn back toward where my father and an increasing number of warriors are standing around talking to Mr. Nelson.
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I’m pulled into group after group of well wishers, asking about when I’ll take over as alpha, will there be a graduation party, have I found my mate? I try to maintain the conversations as well as I can, but I’m watching Cara. I can’t look away, especially when Trevor and some other younger warriors approach her and it’s obvious they are talking about the jewelry I got her.
I can tell she didn’t understand why I chose those colors. I’ve seen Artemis in her eyes so many times this week when she received the gifts that it’s become one of my favorite things about her. I’ve dreamt of those eyes and now she is wearing the jeweled version.
I keep my eyes on her as she heads over to the bar. I’ve somehow gotten surrounded by a group of unmated females and Sheila pushes herself front and center as if she belonged there.
I’m about to move away from all of them when I see Liam enter the clubhouse. He looks around finding Cara and he zeros in on her. A soft growl rumbles out of my chest.
‘Do something.” Kai yells in my head. ‘Get him away from her. She’s MINE!’
“Alpha, are you okay?” One of the girls around me asks.
Distractedly, I respond, still watching the interaction between Liam and Cara, ” Yeah, I just need to find my parents. Do you know where they are?”
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-helpful Sheila jumps in, “They are over there babe. Do you want me to get them for you?” She points to her left, near the stage.
“No thanks, I got it.”
I start to head that way and watch as Liam and Cara go to speak to Mr. Nelson and the other warriors. Kai snarls at the way she smiles at him. I want her to smile at me like that.
I walk up to my father. “Hey dad, ready to get this show on the road?”
“Absolutely son.”
He steps up on the stage and grabs a spoon to clink his glass and get the room’s attention. I watch as my dad interrupts whatever sexy thing Liam was about to say to Cara, thank the goddess.
Dad gives a speech about me becoming Alpha, finding a love like his and mom’s, I’m working on it dad’, I think, and having lots of pups. The thought of having pups with Cara has me instantly hard. Fuck, now I have to do something quick before the whole room sees me popping a tent in my pants.
Thankfully Dad tosses me the keys to a new car. I see the Porsche symbol on the key chain. I’m guessing it’s the 911 turbo I’ve had my eyes on for a while now. I don’t even know what to say. I walk over to my parents and quietly thank them while hugging each of them. It’s so much more than I ever expected.
I take the mic. Now, it’s time to let Cara know who her mystery man is.
As I thank everyone for coming, I can’t help making eye contact with her. Honestly, if no one else but her had come tonight, my party would have been the best I’d ever had. I make a point of saying that I hope to find my Luna. I already have, but she has to accept me when her birthday comes around.
And now, it’s do or die time.
“I would like to start off the dancing tonight by asking a very special woman to dance with me.” I see Liam stiffen out of the corner of my eye. He knows exactly what I’m about to do.
“Cara Nelson, may I have this dance?” I watch as her body straightens. It’s obvious by the way she wasn’t even looking in my direction that she didn’t expect me to ask her.
She turns, looking at my hand outstretched to her with a shocked expression on her face. A long minute goes by before she steps up and accepts my hand. I give her a smile that could light up a room and hand the microphone to my father, before Ed Sheeran’s Perfect begins to play.
I pull her into me, wrapping one arm around her waist and taking her other hand in mine before beginning to sway to the music.
Kal recognized Cara and Artemis as his mate! Woo-hoo!
When he asked me to dance, I stared at his hand for a moment. What is he doing?
When I collect myself, I put my hand in his. It’s his birthday and nearly the entire pack is here. There’s no way I can say no without it becoming a huge issue.
He pulls me into him, sliding his warm hand around my waist, and begins to dance. As I look up at him, I realize something I missed earlier. He’s dressed in at shirt that has a trim the same color as my dress. The collar, the cuffs and the trim down the buttons all match me. It looks like we are a couple that planned this.
When I look into his eyes, he is looking right at me, smiling, but I’m not having it. Thankfully, the music will hide our conversation as long as we keep it low.