Tristan and I continued down the hall to our room. When he opened the doors and I stepped in, getting a full view of the room I was in awe. There was a king size bed on the right hand wall and a balcony with french doors directly across from the bedroom door. The wall to the left had three doors. I assumed one was the closet and one the ensuite bathroom. I wasn't sure about the third one though. There was a large seating area that was in a recessed area on the left hand side of the room. A 55” TV hung on the wall between the closet and the bathroom. The whole room was done in forest green with dark brown accents. The carpet was green and plush.
“Wow, this is like its own apartment. All it’s missing is a kitchen.” I giggled and looked back at him with a smile.
“Actually…” He pointed to the mysterious third door. “There’s a small kitchen through there. Nothing
I took a moment to look around the office. The east and west walls were lined with built-in shelves, the entrance was on the north wall and the south wall was the exterior wall. It had a large picture window that the desk sat in front of. Instead of blinds there were curtains in here, which allowed some more flexibility for how much light was let in and from what angle. “Good evening everyone,” Daemon stood from where he was sitting behind the desk when we entered. There was a tall woman standing with him, I assumed she was Tristan’s mother. She was taller than most she-wolves, about 6’5” with dark, dark red hair. It nearly looked like it was black it was so dark a red. Her eyes were a piercing sky blue and judging by her muscle structure she was a fighter. Daemon took her hand and came around the desk with her, “Let me introduce my mate and wife to you, her name is Ivy.”
~Tristan~ We bid the others goodnight in the hall on the 5th floor and Alyce and I headed into our room. I loved the sound of everything being ours. I scooped her up into my arms and kissed her softly, “Do you actually enjoy training?” “I do, I also enjoy torturing Mat, so it’s a win-win for me.” She giggled and I shook my head at her in amusement. “You seem happier since we left Red Moon’s territory, I’m glad. I want to see you happy all the time.” “I am happy. I still have a very long road ahead of me. One that entails some danger, but with you, everything seems possible, and it’s easy to be happy.” I laid her in the bed inhaling her scent, “Good I’m glad. Do you want one of my shirts to sleep in? They’d be like a nightgown on you.”
~Tristan~ I woke to the sound of the alarm that Alyce had set. With a groan I stretched and reached out for her, only to find her side of the bed empty and cold. I sat up in a bit of a panic. I looked toward the closet and the bathroom, finding both empty and the lights off. I jumped out of the bed, throwing on a pair of boxers and sweatpants on my way to fling my bedroom door open, looking up and down the hallway. No sign of her. I heard a door open ahead of me and turned to see Mat coming out of his room. I ran over to him, “Have you seen Alyce this morning?” “No, she’s not with you?” “No, her side of the bed was cold when I woke up, no sign of her in our room.” “Then she’s likely in the kitche
I narrowed my gaze on the she-wolf, I knew the type. Pretty, popular, easy. She was likely used to getting what she wanted, and if I had to make an educated guess, she had likely gone after Tristan at one point and failed and now she was jealous and pissy that I was in the position she wanted. “I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that you were not present for my arrival to this pack. So, let me fill you in and correct a few of your misunderstandings.” I slowly let my Alpha Aura out, a little at a time as the crowd parted, letting me move through unhindered towards her, “My pack was taken from me. I was not kicked out, I did not leave by choice. I was sold off as a -child-.” I could feel Aramyth surfacing a little and I let her. Sharing space with her so we were both present on the surface, “You’re
~Alyce/Faelyn~ “Soooo, what’s for breakfast love?” Tristan asked as we entered the pack house kitchen. “I made homemade crepes with various fruit compotes and some vanilla creme filling.” Sara, the Omega I spoke to earlier, walked over to us, “Alpha, Beta, Lu- Alyce, Lady Kami. I thought you were going to be late? I don’t have anything set aside yet.” “There was a slight hiccup with plans, and that’s alright. No need to worry about it, we can serve ourselves. You go ahead and worry about your work, not us.” I smiled at her. “Alright, if you’re sure?” She spoke softly. “I’m sure.” She nodded and headed back to her tasks. I looked at the others, “Let’s
The store manager approached us, catching the tail end of the interaction. She sent the clerk away to do busy work in the back, “My apologies Alpha, I will keep her busy while your group is here.” The manager turned to me and gave me a once over, “Let’s get the tape measure and figure out exactly what we’re looking for. Lady Kami, let’s get her upstairs.” “You got it, Miss Martha.” Kami giggled and grabbed my hand, dragging me toward the stairs with Martha following behind us. Kami looked back at the boys, “Come on Mat, aren’t you the wardrobe expert?” “I’m right behind you!” Mat jogged to catch up to us, laughing at Kami. “What about Tristan?” I asked. “He’ll be fine. He and the warriors will wait in the lobby area. Mis
~Tristan~ I watched Thomas’ eyes widen as he took the bags from Mat, and watched him do a double take. Odd. Thomas was usually a very stoic guy when on duty. He left to put the bags away and Will elbowed me, “Uh, Boss, you should take a look at the stairs. You’ll understand in a moment.” “What are you talking about?” I turned, looking at Will with my brows furrowed. He pointed and I let my gaze continue to where he was pointing. My jaw dropped. Alyce and Kami were coming down the stairs. Alyce was laughing with Kami and she looked amazing. Her hair was loose, half pulled up from her face, save for a couple strands used to frame it. Her pale skin stood out against the dark fabric of her shirt, her cleavage visible, but not hanging out on display. The shirt was designed to let a small strip of skin on her stomach show. The dark wash jeans hugged her curves and somehow they had gotte
A waitress came over to get our drink orders, Kami got an iced coffee, and I ordered a banana milkshake. “I’ll be right back with those drinks.” She said before heading back to the kitchen with our drink orders. “What are our plans after lunch?” I asked. “Your Luna dress and maybe 3 or 4 others to have on hand for various occasions.” Kami answered “Well at least that should be a fairly quick stop.” Mat laughed a little, and Kami gave me a look that said I was crazy. “Maybe not?” I retracted my statement. “No, you will have to try the dresses on. There’s no way to know how they fit just by looking at them dear.” Mat said.