The Good Wolf Delilah

Chapter Eight

Delilah’s POV

“Delilah,” a voice said in a deep growl. “I need you now.” I was breathing intensely. The feeling of hands roaming up my legs leaving fingerprints wherever they touched. I can feel hot breath against my neck followed by the slightest kisses leading up to my marking spot. The bed I am in is so comfortable adding to the pleasure of everything but I don’t recognize these sheets.

I could feel my nails run down his muscular back.“I’m yours” I told him. I can’t see who it is. My eyes are closed from the pleasure of having his hands leave burning imprints across every inch of my body. I felt him bite my shoulder sending a mix of searing hot pleasure through me. I am his. He just marked me.

A loud knock woke me from my sleep. What the heck was that, who was that? My mind raced as my mom walked in with a tray of breakfast. I love my mom, but damn she has horrible timing.

“Good morning honey, Happy Birthday!” her expression changed when she saw me. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything,” she said with a smirk. My face flushed with red. How embarrassing.

“Nope not at all” I could only try to play it off but she's my mom so I know she can tell she interrupted something. When we made eye contact we broke out laughing. She came over and set breakfast in my lap. She made me my favorite, cinnamon waffles with butter and syrup. Crispy bacon and O’Brien hash browns complemented the plate. Next to my plate is a nice big glass of orange juice. On the corner in a vase is a single vibrant red rose. I grabbed the rose first and smelled the scent, it smelled so good. ‘Thank you momma.” she smiled at me and walked out leaving me alone to eat.

Images from my dream popped into my mind. That voice was familiar. I just can't place it right now. I could feel my heart racing from the thought of having his hands all over me. Whispering sweet words into my ear. Not to mention the deep thrill of being marked it felt so real. I’m kinda really disappointed that my dream ended.

I set the tray on the table next to my bed and got up. I’m not even sure what I should wear today. I walked over to my bathroom and turned on the water. I keep thinking about the dream I had. I climbed out of the shower noticing the water had made my skin red from how long I was in there.

I made my way over to my dresser to start looking for an outfit. I pulled a pair of ripped skinny jeans over my thick thighs. They have rips in all the right places and are nice and snug around my butt showing it better. I paired those with a silky baby blue blouse. I walked over to my little dresser and put on a little heart necklace.

I want it to be afternoon already so I can go to Amelia’s house. I should’ve made more plans today if we are being honest. I’m not in a rush to head downstairs. I love the traditions we have but I want some time today. I’m still not sure if I have a mate. I laid back down on my bed and pulled my phone out. I started to scroll through social media. My phone dinged and I shot up sitting upright.

*Good morning Delilah, Happy birthday. ~A.T.

I held my breath as I read the message. Did he text… ME?? I need to answer. I shouldn't do it right away, that would be desperate. So I resorted to waiting a bit before responding.

“Thank you so much Alpha!” I sent it back to him. I could feel my heart fluttering in my chest. He is every man a girl could want so I’m not surprised to have a crush on him again, even after everything. I mean what do you expect? He's gorgeous. He’s also an alpha! I laid back on my bed clutching my phone to my chest. I can’t believe he texted me. When my phone pinged again I got a rush of adrenaline.

*Happy Birthday Delilah Rose* It was Zander.

“Thank you!” I quickly responded. Disappointment quickly takes the place of the adrenaline.

By the time I finally got unstuck from the boring world of social media, I headed downstairs. I could feel the joy as I got to the bottom of the stairs, my mom decorated the house for me. She’s the best. I made my way into the kitchen and I could hear my mom singing one of her favorite songs. Dancing Queen by ABBA. I can see the little bit of flour she has on her face as I stand watching her from the doorway.

“Hi, momma.”

She jumped and started laughing. “Hi honey, you scared me!” She said with a shine of her beautiful smile. “I’m starting your cake now. I hope you still like my homemade double chocolate with vanilla buttercream frosting.” She knows my love for vanilla.

“Umm duh! Of course, I still love that I can’t wait! Thank you. I’m gonna head over to Amelia’s because she has a gift for me.”

“Okay sweetie be safe I’ll see you later” She came over and hugged me and kissed my forehead “I love you! Happy Birthday.”

“I love you too mom, I'll see you later.”

I walked over to the front door and headed to my car. It’s not the best but she gets me from A to B just fine. I drive a red, 2000 Honda Civic. She’s affordable and not too ugly, thankfully. Since my car is 20 years old it has the normal sun damage on the paint but it’s still deep red and I think it’s pretty. I got this car for my 16th birthday. We’ve had to replace a few things on it like the starter and the battery but the engine is still going strong.

I got in and turned on the radio. Some pop songs were playing. I put on my seatbelt and made my way to Amelia’s house. I told Siri to shoot her a text letting her know I was on my way over. She quickly replied saying ok.

When I pulled in front of her house I could see her sitting on her doorstep. She jumped up and gracefully ran down her sidewalk until she got to my car. I jumped out and she gave me a huge hug.

“Happy Birthday beautiful! Come in!” She dragged me into her house because of her excitement. When we made it upstairs to her room I could see a sparkly pink gift bag sitting on her bed. She ran over, grabbed it, and handed it to me. I sat on her bed pulling out tissue paper until I could see something fabric.

Wow, she got me the most beautiful dress. I need to try this on ASAP. I hugged her before running to her bathroom.

When I got back Amelia was speechless. The dress goes down mid-thigh and it’s completely black. There are slits on the sides showing my hips. The top is strapless and makes a heart shape hugging my boobs, making them look perky. Of course, Amelia has the perfect accessories to pull it all together. I am still wearing my heart necklace but she has a gold choker with a little diamond hanging from the middle that she put on. She pulled out a set of medium-sized hoop earrings and grabbed her makeup. When she was done dressing me and doing my makeup like I’m her own personal Barbie doll I was stunned. She used eyeliner, mascara, blush, highlighter, and matte pink lipstick.

Amelia has the best shoe selection ever so I found a pair of knee-high black heeled boots to pull it all together adding some height. I don’t even know where to begin with the battle that is my hair.