SILVER

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HEIDI’S POV Hearing his highly possessive question inside the quiet cabin of the armored vehicle, a confident smile appeared directly on my face. I completely understood the intense physical frustration building inside his massive body, yet I absolutely refused to surrender my practical human needs simply because his inner wolf felt impatient. "I will gladly meet you downstairs in the formal dining room so we can eat a proper meal with little Leo, because dealing with an arrogant rival army made me incredibly hungry," the practical answer left my mouth smoothly while I gently patted his solid chest to emphasize my point. "You specifically promised to hire a private chef for the estate this morning, and I completely expect to see a massive plate of hot food waiting for me on the table when I finish washing my hair." Kurt let out a deep groan of absolute frustration, and he dropped his head backward against the leather headrest of the SUV. He clearly wanted me to invite him into the large guest bedroom, but he accepted my strict boundary without starting another argument. Jason drove the heavy black vehicle through the tall metal gates of the property and parked smoothly on the circular driveway right in front of the massive stone house. After Jason opened the heavy passenger doors, we climbed out of the cabin and walked directly into the quiet front foyer of the estate. Because the dirt from the border clearing completely covered my clothes and my skin, taking a hot shower became my immediate priority. Leaving Kurt in the hallway to speak with the patrol guards, my feet carried me quickly up the grand wooden staircase and down the carpeted corridor toward my private bedroom. Pushing the heavy oak door open, I stepped inside the room, locked the metal deadbolt securely, and walked straight into the attached marble bathroom. Reaching out to grab the shiny silver handles on the wall, I turned the hot water on completely, and thick steam quickly filled the enclosed glass shower stall. I pulled the dirty black shirt over my head and dropped the dusty denim jeans onto the tiled floor. Stepping under the heavy stream of hot water, a loud sigh of pure physical relief escaped my lips. The intense heat immediately relaxed the tight muscles in my back and washed the gray dirt completely off my arms and my legs. Grabbing a white plastic bottle of expensive shampoo from the marble shelf, my hands squeezed a generous amount of the thick liquid directly onto my scalp. While my fingers massaged the soap deeply into my dark hair, a very strange and highly unusual physical sensation suddenly occurred in my right hand. A sudden burst of intense heat spread rapidly through my fingertips, and the skin on my palm started to tingle uncontrollably. Pulling my hands away from my head, I held my right palm flat in front of my face and stared at my fingers in complete confusion. When the heavy stream of shower water fell downward toward my outstretched hand, the clear liquid did not hit my skin normally. Instead, the running water actually curved sharply in the air, bending completely around my fingers to avoid touching my hand entirely. The water flowed in a perfect circle around my palm, defying basic gravity for several long seconds. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I shook my right hand forcefully, and the strange tingling sensation instantly vanished from my skin. The stream of hot water immediately returned to a normal downward flow and splashed heavily against my palm. I stared at the running water for another minute, completely failing to understand the strange physical event. Because I spent the entire afternoon dealing with a highly stressful border dispute, my brain quickly decided that sheer physical exhaustion caused me to hallucinate the bending water. I ignored the strange occurrence entirely, finished rinsing the soap out of my dark hair, and turned the silver handles off to stop the shower. After drying my clean skin with a large cotton towel, my feet walked into the massive walk-in closet to select a comfortable outfit for the evening. Pulling a soft gray knitted sweater over my head, I paired the warm top with comfortable black leggings and brushed my wet hair until the dark strands fell smoothly down my back. My stomach growled loudly in the quiet bedroom, reminding me exactly why I needed to walk downstairs to the formal dining room. Unlocking the heavy wooden door, I walked down the carpeted staircase and followed the delicious smell of cooked meat all the way into the massive dining room. The room featured a very long mahogany table surrounded by twelve tall wooden chairs, and a large crystal chandelier illuminated the space perfectly. Kurt sat comfortably at the very head of the long table, and little Leo sat directly to his right side. A man wearing a clean white apron stood near the edge of the room, and he quickly placed several large silver platters onto the center of the mahogany wood. "You look incredibly refreshed, Heidi, and I am very pleased to see you wearing comfortable clothes in your own home," Kurt announced loudly when he noticed me walking into the room. He stood up from his tall chair immediately and pulled out the wooden seat located directly to his left side, offering the place to me with a respectful gesture. "The hot shower completely cured my tired muscles, and the food on this table smells absolutely amazing," I replied honestly while walking over to the table and sitting down in the wooden chair. The private chef approached the table and served massive portions of roasted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, and steamed green beans directly onto our white ceramic plates. Because Leo struggled to use his heavy silver knife, I leaned across the table and carefully cut the roasted chicken into very small pieces for the young boy. Leo smiled warmly at me and immediately started eating his dinner with his silver fork. The highly domestic atmosphere in the dining room felt completely peaceful, and we spent the next thirty minutes eating the delicious food and discussing the weather with the young child. While I focused on helping Leo eat his vegetables, Kurt completely ignored the expensive food resting on his own plate. He rested his massive elbows on the mahogany table and simply stared at my face. His dark eyes tracked every single movement of my hands, and his intense gaze carried a massive amount of possessive affection. After Leo finished drinking his glass of apple juice, Kurt signaled for one of the trusted guards waiting in the hallway. "Please take Leo upstairs to his bedroom and read him a story from his favorite book until he falls asleep," Kurt instructed the guard quietly, ensuring the young boy felt completely safe. The guard nodded respectfully, took Leo by the hand, and walked out of the dining room. The private chef quickly cleared the empty plates from the table and exited the room through the kitchen doors, leaving Kurt and me completely alone in the massive space. The silence inside the large dining room felt incredibly heavy, and the physical chemistry between us caused my heart to beat rapidly against my ribs. Kurt stood up from his chair at the head of the table and walked slowly around the corner of the mahogany wood until he stood directly next to my seat. He reached his large hands out, grasped the wooden armrests of my chair, and turned the seat completely around so my body faced his tall frame. "You took your long shower, you ate a massive plate of hot food, and my son is currently falling asleep upstairs," Kurt stated in a very low, deeply sensual voice while stepping directly between my knees. He reached his hands down and rested his warm palms heavily on my thighs, completely trapping my body against the edge of the dining table. "You have absolutely no more practical excuses left for tonight, Heidi, and I am finally going to collect my reward for acting so patiently inside that vehicle." His dark eyes dilated with overwhelming desire, and he leaned his massive head downward to finally capture my lips in a deep, highly anticipated kiss. Just as his warm breath brushed across my mouth and my own eyes fluttered shut in complete surrender, the heavy mahogany doors of the dining room burst open violently. Jason rushed into the room, breathing heavily and carrying an extremely urgent expression on his sharp face. Kurt growled loudly in absolute fury because the Beta interrupted the intimate moment, and he turned his head sharply to glare at the intruder. "I apologize deeply for interrupting your private dinner, Alpha," Jason spoke loudly and rapidly, completely ignoring Kurt's murderous facial expression because the situation clearly required immediate attention. "However, you need to come down to the underground holding cells right this second, because Derek just managed to steal a set of heavy iron keys from a careless guard, and he is currently trying to release Erwin from his chains to start a violent riot inside the dungeon!"
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