Henry's POV.- I can’t do this, I mustn’t. At once, I vacate the bed and disappear behind the bathroom door. By the time I return to the bedroom, I find my mate standing by the large windows. The white linen curtains float about her, giving me glimpses of her tranquil form as she gazes softly out the window with her arms crossed and her side leaning against the frame. I reach out to her through our private mind-link as I step away from the bathroom door. ‘Yumi?’ She regards me slowly and manages a smile as she averts her gaze back. Something feels off with her mood. Is she cross with me for earlier? ‘I’m not mad at you,’ Her voice debunks quickly, and she adds distractedly, ‘I was only recalling something.’ I don’t like the sound of her voice. She sounds regrettable, making my tension return as I zip in behind her and gently recall her frame back into the soothing wrap of my arms. I rest my chin on her head and growl with disapproval. “Are you thinking of Alistair?” I question, e
Yumi's POV.- Haa...I don’t think it stings so much that I might need him to carry me. So I shake my head languidly as he squeezes my hands. “You stay here with everyone. I’ll call you when I need you,” I assure him with a smile as I lean up, biting down a wince to peck his cheek. Henry reluctantly hums and I smile once more before letting my hands slip from his as I catch my dress once more along my departure, ensuring to dodge as many eager well-wishers as possible. - - Free from all the ecstatic merriment and blasting music, I sigh with fatigue slouching my shoulders as I come before the bathroom mirror. Staring into the mirror, my breath catches with awe to meet gazes with the Queen staring back at me. Henry flaunted his wealth in such a bedazzling burst for our wedding. My wedding dress was a fitting silver dress that flowed in very attractive silver waves, running over the floor in a length of ten feet. It had real diamond jewels stuck all around the v-neck, the intricate f
Yumi's POV.- The bed creaks, my shaking legs wrap around his lower back and I jerk my head back with a deep airless gasp that snaps my eyes wide and expands my neck as my hands grip the shits desperately. ‘Yumi!’ Henry blares my name across our private mind-link simultaneously with his insane thrust through my hymen. My entire body convulses responsively as I lose my mind, seeing nothing in my soiled vision but blinking stars as my chest heaves powerfully. I feel numb after releasing that pent-up fire swelling inside of me along his breach. Lying powerless against the sheets, I try to calm my erratic breaths as I blink lazily, trying to see my mate hovering over me. I’m too weak to muster speech as sensual tingles bathe my being. My breath and his fill the silence as his pulsing large arms slide beneath me and parcel me affectionately against his chest. We snuggle into each other, inhaling our scents without rush. I can feel him relax inside of me and I shudder with a bit of alarm
Yumi's POV.-Time to return to El Dorado. Henry’s tagging along to spend a week with me, he’s got a pile of work waiting at the branch of his Company over there. So myself, my besties and their mates as well as Eliza and hers, all leave in a convoy of three cars.Throughout the drive, I slide into deep sleep. Exhausted from keeping up with my Mate’s exasperating shenanigans. I have to grow a special tolerance for that obstinate Alpha. When my eyes come open next, I see I’m on my couch and I can hear sounds coming from my kitchen. I sit up with a yawn, looking about at first before setting my eyes on my body to see I’m in my strawberry-designed pajamas. “Buttercup?” I call, letting out another yawn along my languid rise. “In here, love. Making dinner!” He replies and I stand up at once. Henry’s a terrible cook. I race to the kitchen and meet his back to me. Joining him by the counter, I peer at what he’s doing to see he’s reheating pizza. “Yum~ You bought this?!” I ask in glee and
Yumi's POV.- "You sure you don't wanna go over to the other side? I don't want you feeling bored and left out. Moreover-” "Henry. I'll be fine on my own. You just go on ahead." I cut him a quick smile to convince him to let me remain here but he frowns instead. "Sugar, this meeting is going to take three hours at most. It's already excruciating to accept how long I'll be forced to be away from you, but you..." He groans, rubbing his face with little signs of frustration, and I pout. It's the United States Alphas' meeting today and just like almost all the Alphas present here, he brought me along. Since I can't go in with him, I opt to remain here in the grand courtyard and away from the other women, but someone just won't try to see things from my angle. "Babe... you'll be alone and all by yourself here," He speaks again, in a low and hurting manner that guilt-trips me. "Buttercup...just go, please. I want to be here and I don't mind at all. It's lovely here, the flowers are bea
Henry's POV.- I watch her from where I stand at the doorway. She pushes her glasses up her nose and flips a page to start writing. She’s been this busy since we returned to the Pack a week ago. Working on her school project. “You know you don’t need those glasses, right?” I walk in, gaining her attention. Yumi lifts her head to see me and smiles a little. “I’ve gotten too used to it…can’t help it”. “Take breaks occasionally. I know you need to work hard on this to get a good score…just, don’t stress too much,” I advise, stroking her cheek and she nods childishly. “I will…and I haven’t been paying you much attention too.” I blush, retracting my hand instantly and turning my back to her with a fake cough. She’s right on the mark, but I don’t wanna give her the opportunity to tease me. “Of course not. Take care, I have work to attend to. I love you”. “Love you too, Buttercup~”. My ears always twitch each time she calls me that. It sends tingles down my body and I love the way she
Henry's POV.- Yumi groans, turning in her sleep with a frown on her face as she searches my space with her hand coursing roughly over the sheets. Realizing I’m not there, her face squeezes more and I bite down a chuckle, watching her groan some more and groggily begin to rise. She yawns, stretching her arms out. Dropping her arms, she rubs her eyes and starts calling, “Buttercup.…” Ah~ I can’t resist her call. I walk over and lean over to kiss her forehead. “Morning, love. Slept well, beautiful? You seemed mad, baby…I’m here, Sugar-” “Quit it. So many names...” She pouts at me and I chuckle, moving to kiss her lips sneakily. I pull back and say, “Hurry and freshen up, we didn’t wake up early. It’s past 11”. “What?!” She flings the blanket off her body and dashes into the bathroom and I sit on the couch, laughing heartily at her gait. I leave when I hear Harvey’s voice calling me from downstairs and when I return, she’s pulling into a shirt of mine with long sleeves, over her ski
Yumi's POV.- “What did Drex do to you?” He asks and I freeze. Drex? He met with Drex? I fake a cough and bring myself turning away from him as I proceed to get off the bed from the other side slowly. I feel anxious and skeptical about telling him…about her. “Yumi, what’re you hiding from me?” His voice may be cool and low, but I know he’s counting it for me. If I don’t talk now, he’s gonna get offended and we both don’t want that. I gulp, finding it difficult to turn around and face him as I nervously try to piece a reply. “I…uh…he was um-” Suddenly, I feel his large hands on my shoulders and they yank me and turn me around. Forced to face him as he grips me by the arms and slams me down on the bed, angry eyes boring into me. I panic, heaving hard as his eyes rake my profile for any hints. “Alisa…Acton”. Just those two words and he freezes. Eyes wide with shock and bewilderment as he stares at me. Henry simmers down, leaving me and walking away from me. I sit up and pace after