Abby:
The two weeks between my birthday and hosting the Winter Moon Pack were simultaneously the fastest and slowest of my life. My wolf was restless and my body felt numb. I threw myself into work and avoided Matt at all costs. Which, seeing as how I worked for him, was quite an accomplishment.
Finally, it was the day of Winter Moon’s arrival. As their jet touched down, I got out of the black car, adjusted my tight pencil skirt, and joined Matt and Dillon on the tarmac to greet our guests. This visit was routine. We had a few pack businesses that were mutually invested in each other so meetings like this happened once a quarter.
There was a sinking feeling in my gut that I had been trying to push away all day. I had a very strong hunch that Matt’s mate would be attending this meeting. Since I coordinated these trips, I knew a new name had been added to the usual group. Her name was Elizabeth and she was the Winter Moon Beta’s daughter. She had turned 21 earlier in the month and was stepping in to fill one of the executive roles on a Winter Moon board.
Sure enough, as the wind threatened to whip my hair out of my ponytail, a beautiful brunet she-wolf stepped out of the plane and I heard the unmistakable growl of “Mine.” from Matt.
Matt rushed forward at wolf speed with Dillon and I close behind him. I schooled my face to be neutral and professional as we approached the Winter Moon delegation. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dillon glance my way. I'm fine. I told him over mind link.
“Beta Dillon, Abby!” Laughed a tall muscular man with silver hair. He came forward, ignoring Matt and the she-wolf (who I assumed was Elizabeth) who were standing nose to nose staring into each other's eyes.
“Hello, Alpha Jack.” I smiled, reaching out his hand to shake. “Right this way, please.”
“Thought there might be some mating happening this trip,” he chuckled. “Let’s leave them to it. Abby, I can’t wait to see what deliciousness you’ve got prepared for us. I’m famished.” Alpha Jack said as we walked to the waiting fleet of black cars, his entourage behind us.
I kept my hostess smile shining as brightly as ever for the rest of the day. Around dinner, Matt and Elizabeth finally joined our group. They entered the room holding hands, wreaking of s*x, and beaming from ear to ear. There were toasts and speeches and champagne flowing late into the evening. I was exhausted when I finally saw everyone off to their rooms around 2am. Slumping down in the trashed banquet hall, I picked up a half empty bottle of Dom Pérignon and didn’t bother to find a glass. Slipping off my black stilettos, I sighed and leaned my head back.
“Hey.” I heard a familiar voice say.
Not bothering to lift my head and look his way, I replied, “Hey yourself.” I could sense him sitting down nearby.
“I just stepped out for a minute. I wanted to check on you.”
“Thoughtful, but unnecessary, Matt.” I replied. “Congratulations on finding your mate.” I looked at him now, “I am truly happy for you both.”
“Thanks, that means a lot.” He grinned sheepishly. “Think you can catch Elizabeth up before you leave for vacation?”
So that’s what we were calling my departure now? Vacation?
“Sure,” I replied. “I’ll bet she’s a quick learner.”
“Thanks, Abby. You’re the best. We’ll have our mating ceremony when you get back in the fall. But I’ll mark her before then… just a heads up.”
I nodded and leaned my head back again. This was not a conversation I particularly wanted to be a part of. Once we found our mate, werewolves moved fast. Who was I kidding? Werewolves moved fast in general, hopping into bed with literally anyone. It was just Matt and I who seemed to never hop into bed with each other. I just wished my heartbreak would heal as quickly. It was a good sign it had slowed to an ache and that I truly was happy that someone dear to me had found his fated mate.
Matt got up and walked to the door where he paused. “It really is like the stories, Abby. The bond is real and wonderful. And I know you’ll feel it too one day.”
What a bullshitter. I sighed and took another drink from the bottle. A few minutes later, I heard the door open again and turned around to see Alpha Jack.
“I thought I might find you here.” He said, grabbing another bottle of Dom on his way across the room. He pulled up a chair directly across from me and sat down, our knees touching.
“Cheers.” He said as his emerald eyes stared into mine. I knew why he was here and I was glad. Goddess, he was handsome with his strong jaw, close cropped beard, and silver hair. He was old for an Alpha because he had no mate and no heirs. Why can't he be my fated mate? I yelled internally to the Moon Goddess. My wolf snorted in reply.
“Cheers.” I replied as I lifted my bottle to his, clinking it gently. Bringing the bottle back to my lips, I slowly took a drink, my eyes never leaving his. Lowering the very expensive champagne, I licked my lips ever so slightly as I swallowed. Jack’s eyes went dark with lust.
“I could never get tired of those lips, Abby.” he growled. With a suggestive smile, I leaned closer to him, knowing full well that he now had an excellent view down the front of my silk blouse.
“Really?” I asked, flashing my eyes down to my breasts. “I can think of some other areas that might like attention.”
I barely had time to finish my sentence before his lips were on mine and my blouse and bra were in shreds on the floor as he groped my chest, zeroing in on my aroused n*****s. The kiss was hungry. I pushed him back into his chair, breaking the kiss before standing up and slowly unzipping my tight, black pencil skirt and letting it drop to the floor.
Something between a moan and a growl escaped Jack’s lips as his eyes roamed my body, stopping their gaze right between my legs where he could smell my arousal gathering.
“Come here.” he growled before taking a swig of his champagne. Slowly, I closed the distance between us, exaggerating the swinging of my hips. Our lips smashed together with pure lust as Jack pulled me into his lap and within seconds he had two fingers pounding into my soaking wet p***y and I moaned into his kiss.
I could feel him smile as he broke off the kiss and moved his mouth down my body until he was nipping at one of my pebbled n*****s, his fingers still plowing in and out of me. Simultaneously, he moved a finger to rub my clit while biting down on my n****e. I threw my head back gasping as my first orgasam rolled through me.
This was not my first time with Jack, and I knew I was in for a fulfilling rest of the night.