The Billionaire Alpha’s Dilemma

Chapter Six

After she came out of the car Isla walked towards the small plane a little distance ahead of where Remi had parked, there was a ladder attached to it and lights were on so she assumed that was their ride, as she moved past Remi he stopped her with a gentle hand on her arm which she looked down at before looking up into his piercing eyes in question.

“I need a couple of minutes to make a phonecall, I want you to wait here for me, we will go up together” he said, before removing the warmth of his hand from her arm then speaking in French into his phone and moving away towards the back of the car. Isla could not understand what he was saying so she could not decipher who he was talking to so she focused her attention instead on the plane with its gold insignia of a wolf embedded in a bright blue moon which had been placed conspicuously on the side of the white plane.

She did not hear Remi walk up to her until she felt the heat of his body beside her and warmth of his palm on her lower back, urging her towards the stairs and up into the plane, Isla blushed and walked almost mechanically, feeling gentle tingles go up from where his fingers were splayed over her waist to the rest of her body, she wanted to move away from his touch but she couldn’t. And she was supposed to spend hours on the flight with him? How was she supposed to maintain the indifferent facade?

They walked up the boarding bridge and into the airplane where a green eyed tall man in a black uniform stood at the jetway, he had beach blonde hair which peeked out his pilot’s hat that he tipped at her as he welcomed them on board and did an introduction.

“Captain Ruis, Ms Strand. Welcome on board,”turning and blasting Isla with a brilliant smile which complimented the cleft in his chin he continued “I will be the co-Pilot for the trip alongside Captain Ruiz, I am first officer Connor, I am glad to have you on board, we will be making this trip without any Flight attendants as you are our only passenger, I and captain Ruis will ensure you are well taken of and I hope you enjoy your flight.” He tipped his hat at us again then retreated to the c**k pit to prepare for takeoff. A dazzled Isla turned to look at Remi, her eyebrows raised in surprise. “You fly this thing?” She asked, unable to mask how impressed she was, here was a man who certainly knew how to enjoy life.

Remi ushered her through the entrance of the plane into the cabin, he dropped her bag in a seat then turned around and said to her with flourish and a little bow “Flying is my favorite hobby, bienvenue à bord Mademoiselle.”

Isla looked around the cabin, stunned by the luxurious interior of the jet, it’s maple wood panels shone smoothly against the cream leather on the seats, she walked towards the middle where a plush rug had been placed. she wished for the umpteenth time that there were no lives at stake so she could enjoy this luxury without the feelings of guilt running through her, she wished for a regular adventure without the threat of people trying to come after her of trying to harm Ruth or Remi, the appeal of the sumptuous environment she was going to be spending her time in held little allure for her.

It was ruined by the idea of rabid werewolves and homicidal sorcerers who seemed to be out for her life, she reminded herself that this was what she had wanted from the first time Papa Strand had read to her a story that was supposed to have been scary but had fascinated her instead, reality was just a little more painful and what was life without a little danger to have one’s heart beating furiously? She thought of how Papa Strand would have reacted under these circumstances and she decided to emulate him, she would try her hardest to help the Lune pack and live through whatever experiences it brought, positive and negative, thinking about it this way made her feel a little better, surely with the help of the powerful Alpha she would make short work of the spell and this adventure.

Remi watched the pure pleasure on Isla’s face and felt his wolf growling to claim her, he had grown up surrounded by the wealth of the Lune Pack, he treated luxury without a second thought, he was aware of it, daughters of Alpha blood in Europe werewolf packs were aware of it and coverted it, they all hoped to be Luna of The Lune pack but watching the innocent enjoyment on Isla’s face made him stop for a minute in appreciating her pure view of the opulence. all of a sudden he was excited about showing her the grounds of the Lune pack commune, she would be speechless from its beauty, he could not wait to see the expressions on her face then. He thought back to the incident at the parking lot, when he had watched her attack the hooded man just to save him even knowing that she could not win in a fight against him and his heart quickened all over again, just when he thought he had built solid walls against the mate bond she did something that defeated all his work and nearly brought him down to his knees, he had had to react angrily otherwise he would have gathered her up in his arms and tasted her rosebud lips and that would have been the end for him, he had to stay strong and resist the mate pull on him.

“I’m going to join the pilot and leave you here, will you be fine” he asked, looking into her eyes

Isla simply nodded yes.

Walking towards what appeared to be a shelf which he opened to reveal a fridge which was crammed with all sorts of goodies and drinks he turned and faced her “you can have anything you like from the fridge, you can look through the screen for inflight entertainment and” gesturing towards the end of the plane “the restroom is that way, if you need anything just come to the cockpit but I will check on you once in a while.” without another word he turned to go out then stopped and turned towards her once more, “what are your sizes? For clothes and shoes? I also need your Ruth’s address so I can have her picked up”.

Isla tore out a sheet of paper on which she wrote down Ruth’s address and her sizes then handed to Remi which he scanned then turned without looking at her and walked out.

In a few minutes Isla heard Remi’s voice over the in flight address system informing her they were about to take off and she needed to be seated and buckled in, she chose a seat beside the window and buckled in then watched as they lifted up and slowly the buildings below began to look like LEGO houses as they diminished in size, she stared at all the little lights on the ground that resembled stars, they were the only things that could be seen as they kept getting farther and farther away from the ground. Soon she was bored with looking out of her window and she fetched juice from the fridge then brought out the file containing all her findings on the curse along with her glasses which she put on, she wished she could log onto the internet so she could find the location of some of the items that were essential, she would just have to wait till they landed before that could be done meanwhile she would go over her notes again, there was no time to waste, the sooner she found what was needed the sooner she could stay away from the bewitching stare of the smug Alpha.

In a couple of hours Isla fell asleep while working, her notes scattered over the table and her head bent at an awkward angle and hanging against the head rest of her seat, thus Remi came and found her. He looked at her seated in what must be a most uncomfortable position then noticed the notes and pages she had in front of her then he lowered the back of the seat with her still in it until it was reclined all the way back and formed a makeshift bed, he opened an overhead bin and pulled out a bag which he unzipped and brought out a multicolored throw out of which he draped over Isla, carefully covering her so that he covered every inch of her body making sure to move gently in order not to wake her up then he took off her glasses and cleared her table of the half empty glass of juice and the papers spread across the little table he glanced through them noting with a grimace the image of a peculiar looking moss covered rock which he knew could only be found at the home of the Greek royal Lycan family.

He shuddered thinking of Cressida, the spoilt overly amorous daughter of the family who fancied herself in love with him, if this was one of the items needed that meant they would have to go there, he felt stifled thinking of all the ceremony going there would entail. Sighing deeply he put the pages together then placed them on her satchel then placed her glasses on top of the pages to anchor them and slowly turned when he heard her moan softly in her sleep, he gently smoothed the hair on her hair, feeling like a creep for touching her with her being unaware but this way felt less dangerous, when she turned those doe eyes to him he wanted to throw away all the values he had ingrained into him by his father, he simply had to hold unto his self control and his wolf for less than a week, this surely would end soon.

Drawing away from her he switched the bright lights meant for reading to a dimmer light, as he watched her face under the soft light he had to rush out lest he take her in his arms and crush her against his body so she could see the effect she had on him.