From Escort to Luna

Escorting Gideon

Gideon POV

I can’t believe I growled at Josh over a woman. This is the exact reason why I never wanted a mate. I have heard horror stories about what has happened to strong dominant men once they find their mate. It’s like they start losing their mind and independence. I didn’t want that for myself and had no intention of ever going out and looking for my mate. Now here I am, already growling at my Beta over her, and having a hard time thinking of anything but her. Just having her sit next to me is driving Zeus to the point of no return. He wants to mark her badly and it’s taking every ounce of strength to keep him under control.

Her scent has filled my brain with wants and desires I have never felt for a woman before. Sure, I have had s*x with numerous different shewolves before, but it was always to scratch an itch and I never had any emotional feelings towards them. Zeus has been pacing back and forth since smelling her scent. He’s practically chanting mate to me. He’s already getting possessive over her. You better not let one guy lay a f**king hand on our mate. She’s ours! Do you hear me?! She is f**king ours! I give him a silent nod and try to focus on the task at hand.

“I’ve done some research and a guy named Liam is the Beta for the Desert Row pack. I’ll target him and try to get on his good side”, Josh announces after an awkward length of silence.

“What is the name of the new Alpha?” I ask in a business tone.

Josh looks at his phone quickly and says “Phillip.”

I nod and continue to look out the window at the passing desert, trying to formulate what I will say to get him invested in our cyber security operations. Before I realize it, we are pulling into the pack grounds which is overflowing with limos and people dressed to the nines. The driver pulls up to the pack house and opens the door for us to exit.

I exit first and offer my hand to Sophie as she steps out of the limo. I quickly pull her to me and push her up against the limo while Josh makes his way out of the limo. Her scent driving me to the edge. Being this close to her makes me instantly hard. I hear her breath catch again and I lean down to whisper into her ear.

“Tonight is very important for my pack and I. You need to always stay nearby so that you do not become a distraction. I do not handle disobedience very well. Is that clear?” I look into her eyes and see the question behind them, but she does not speak it. Instead, she simply nods her head.

I step away trying to clear her scent from my head. I hold my arm out to her and she immediately accepts it, sending sparks flying up my arm. If I wasn’t already erect, I’m sure the sparks would have shot directly to my c*ck. I purposely pushed her against the limo and got close to her so my scent could be smelled on her by other males.

Walking up the front stairs to the pack house, she is already making other men turn their heads to look at her. Zeus desperately wants to claim her as his. His possessiveness bubbling its way to the surface, and I release a low growl to a nearby guy ogling at Sophie. He quickly submits and walks away. This did not go unnoticed by Sophie and she looked at me out of the side of her eye.

We find a spot to stand for the ceremony and both grab a drink from a passing waiter. Even now, I notice murmurs from nearby people wondering about Sophie. I know she is a wolf and must notice the attention she is getting. I watch her as she has a small, pleasant smile plastered to her face and she stands next to me looking cool, calm and collected. It aggravates me that she does not seem the least bit bothered that people are drooling over her.

I mean, I must admit she is drop dead gorgeous. Soft flowing hair, luscious lips, voluptuous breast and every part of her body I can see is lean and toned. I want to assert myself on to her, but I use all my self-control as the ceremony begins.

Zoe POV

I used the awkward silence in the limo to do some meditation to regain control of my thoughts and body. While I am escorting a gentleman, it is important to stay in control. When we arrive at the pack house Gideon exits the limo first and immediately turns to offer his hand to me and assist me out of the limo. I no sooner have my two feet on the ground I feel myself being swiftly pushed up against the side of the limo. Gideon is smashed up against me where I can feel his erection. My breathing is labored with my effort to not wrap my legs around him and take him right in the driveway. He leans down and whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

Almost as quickly as he smashed against my body, he moved away, offering his arm to escort me into the building. I accept and we follow Josh up the stairs. I notice several men on the front porch turn their heads as we approach. I’m well aware of their gawking looks and completely unfazed by it. After being an escort for five years, you know it just comes with the territory. Gideon, on the other hand, does not like the added attention. I don’t know if he doesn’t like it in general or if he is being affected by the mate bond. He hasn’t said anything about it, so I’m not sure if this is a fluke thing.

I grab a glass of champagne from a waiter as quickly as I can and watch the ceremony of the swearing in of the new Alpha. I wish I could say I was focused on the words being said but my mind was elsewhere. Ever since I felt his erection, it’s all I have been able to think about. I know he keeps looking over at me, but I just keep the fake smile on my face trying to keep some physical distance from him. Finally, the ceremony is over and people start milling about and socializing.

Gideon guides me to the bar where we wait for a chance to order drinks. Before we can order, he spots his target, the new Alpha. He looks down at me and tells me not to move. He slides up next to Alpha Philip who is standing three parties away. I see Gideon hold out his hand and Alpha Philip takes it as they introduce themselves.

Finally, the bar starts to clear out and I step up to the bar and order myself a glass of cognac on the rocks. Since not many people are trying to get to the bar, I decide to wait for my gentleman to finish his business. I’m nursing my drink when I am approached by a man I have never seen before. He smiles and orders himself a scotch.

“Now I know you are not from this pack, because a pretty little thing like you would never go unnoticed.” He says, taking a sip of his drink. I roll my eyes in my head cause it’s not like I haven’t heard a line like that before.

I give him a fake smile and say, “No I’m not.”

He takes a step closer to me, “So what pack are you from?” he lifts his hand to move a curl away from my face, but his hand is stopped abruptly. I look up to find Gideon standing next to me glaring at the scotch dude. Gideon shoves the guy's hand away so forcefully the guy has to take two steps back.

“Don’t f**king touch what’s mine.” Gideon hisses through clenched teeth. He pulls me to his side and moves me to where he was conducting business never taking his hand off of my side.

“I’m sorry Philip, I missed what you were saying. Could you please repeat that.” Gideon politely requests.

Alpha Philip doesn’t seem to notice anything differently about Gideon, but I can feel how tense he is being slammed up against him and his breathing is faster than normal. I try to step away and put some distance between our bodies, but he won’t let me move out from his powerful grip. His scent is more intoxicating than the drink in my hand. I make a second attempt to slide away from Gideon but I feel his fingers dig into my hip.

When Alpha Philip is making a comment to another gentleman, Gideon leans down and whispers, "Play nice."

So he wants me to play, does he? Well, I can certainly play, I think, smirking to myself. I down the rest of my drink in one swift swallow and place it on the tray of a waiter passing by. I slide my arm around Gideon's back and start lightly stroking the lip of his jacket. I instantly feel his body stiffen. I know he's trying to contain himself and is struggling.

When there is a break in the conversation, Gideon looks down at me. I look up at him, raising my eyebrows and pursing my lips ever so slightly in a very seductive manner. His eyes instantly darken. He wanted me to play nice and he got what he asked for.