Royalty Burning

Chapter 2:

~Flambé~

"It's another alpha. It could be a rogue. I smell blood lust. I have an idea. We're going to act like I get in and drive away and I'll flank him."

"Yes Alpha." He could feel Jean's warring emotions.

He responded quickly. "The next person out that door could be my mate!" Jean knew there was no arguing. He nodded and proceeded to follow his orders.

Flambé hid behind the large tire of the SUV first. He then carefully hid behind some parked cars close by. He ducked very low. He started searching for Desire's scent to find her car. Her scent was strongest near the Nissan Leaf. Staying hidden he made it to her car. Perfect directly in front of the exit. He saw movement 4 cars down from the exit. He heard a gruff male voice with a growl. "Come on."

At that point he heard the elevator reach the garage level. The doors slid open and he was slammed in the gut to recognize that it was Desire. He got ready to pounce, his muscles tense, he started toward the back of the other wolf. It was downwind and Flambé was happy about that. He hid behind a pillar, as he heard the exit door open. Then the first clicks of Desire's shoes hitting the pavement. He heard the other wolf inhale and start moving. So he started stalking toward the other wolf and his mate. He noticed Desire looked up surveying her surroundings, her keys in her hand. She saw the man in dark street clothes approaching her. Then he saw her notice his movement before the other wolf stepped in her line of sight.

"Hey pretty." He grabbed her arm and she pulled away. Flambé could smell her panic. He was finding it hard to contain his growl. No one was allowed to touch his mate.

"Don't touch me!" she told the wolf.

"Or what? You'll scream? This will be over before anyone even hears you." He grabbed her arm again and twisted her around. "Oh nice, very nice. I like all of these curves. But you know what really gets my d*ck hard? Killing pretty little human b*tches like you."

Flambé was behind him now and interrupted him. "Yeah and I bet they still need a magnifying glass to find it."

He saw Desire stab the heel of her stiletto through the wolf's foot. He smelled the blood. He swung his fist with all his strength and there was a loud crack. He landed the punch right on his temple. The wolf fell behind Desire. She stared at the other wolf blankly. "Desire." He said gently. He placed a calming hand on her back. "Are you alright?" she turned and looked Flambé in the eyes. He could see the calm come back over her.

"I'm fine. Thank you."

"I have help coming. Go sit in your car and I'll take care of this. Just go to the restaurant, and I'll be right behind you."

"Alright if you're sure." He helped her up, wiped down her clothes, and walked her to her car. When she sat, he grabbed her foot and wiped off the heel of her shoe with his handkerchief.

"I'm sure. I'll be there in about 5 to 10 minutes after you."

After he returned her shoe, she fastened her seat belt, and started her car. R&B music started playing as she pulled away. Telepathically he called his Beta, a few others, and his capture van. He just kept an eye on the wolf until the van pulled up.

"Take him to the site and lock him up. Oh you don't have to be gentle with him. He tried to kill my mate." At that moment Jean pulled up with the Escalade. The other 2 he called were in the back. Philippe and Marc were quiet as Flambé gave them their orders. "Until Desire Broen and I mate she needs to to be protected and guarded at all times. Philippe as head of security I want someone watching her at all times. She is not to know. I want daily reports on her movements."

"Oui Alpha." Philippe pulled out his cell and started texting. Flambé was thankful at this moment to be the alpha of the largest pack in the tri-state area. It was a burden but also a privilege. This was going to make someone challenge him, he knew it. A human protected by The Silver Wolf Pack. Someone was going to say something at tonight's pack meeting. He didn't care. There was also going to be blow back from the females of the pack, who were always trying to get his attention. They pulled up to the restaurant and Jean found parking. He stepped out of the SUV. Jean was trailing after him.

"Have lunch on me Jean. Keep your distance though."

Jean just nodded.

~Desire~

She sat in the back of the restaurant, in a booth near the rear of the restaurant, trying to process everything. Her mind was running a mile a minute. Eventually Flambé walked in. He adjusted his suit as he walked toward her. "Are you really alright Desire?"

"Yes, thank you. What were you still doing in the garage?"

By the look on his face he was weighing his words carefully. "Can I just say I sensed the danger and felt concerned for your safety?" he looked over at her. "I'll tell you the rest later, I promise."

"I'll hold you to that." Just then the waiter walked up.

"Ah, ma bellisima Desire. Bella cosa vorresti ordinaire de bére?"

"Si bena Alberto. Vino rosso grazie."

"Me as well." Flambé said. The waiter left to get the drinks. "So you speak Italian?"

"Oh I spesk several languages. How did you understand our conversation?"

"I speak several myself. Not Italian but French is pretty close. I am Creole. It kind of goes with the territory. So what are ypur business plans after you sell shares?" She winced internally.

"I plan on expanding to Europe, South America, and maybe the orient." She said sitting higher.

"Excuse me for asking. I see a lot of strength, intelligence, and dominance in you. But there's something submissive too, what is it?"

She blushed. His eyes seemed to glow even more. She looked at him from under her eyelashes. I can't tell him that, she thought. "Is that question business or personal?"

"Oh Desire, this is very personal right now. A question like that is always personal. Don't you agree?"

"I do. I also don't think I feel comfortable answering it."

"Why? What part of your life does it fit in? And I want an answer to both of those questions Desire. I won't take no for an answer." He said showing his dominance. She was pinned under his intense gaze.

"We're most likely going to become business partners. Business and pleasure don't mix."

"The second question Desire." He had a tone she found she couldn't deny.

"Sexual." He nodded.

"I won't ask you anymore until we get to know each other better. I would like to have dinner with you. I would like to explain something to you. 8 o'clock?"

"I can't. I have an appointment at 8 tonight." She blushed but looked him in his eyes.

"You have an 8 o'clock appointment on a Friday night?" He looked at her critically. Desire held his gaze.

"Yes and I can't miss it."

"Ok. Tomorrow then?."

"That's fine."

"Desire Inc. has all manner of clubs right?"

"Yes. Gentlemen, Ladies, strip clubs, burlesque, BDS&M, and others." She said as she trailed off. She knew she just made a mistake. She waited to see if he was going to notice.

He didn't miss a beat. "Would it be ok if I toured one of the BDS&M clubs?"

"No of course not. There's one in this burrow. Here's the address and I'll call and let the head mistress know you're coming." A streak of jealousy struck her then.

He kept watching her expression. "What's the matter Desire?" She had her face down. "Desire look at me. Desire?" She looked up then, knowing she showed her insecurity. "Why is me getting in touch with Mistress Williams, have you looking this way?"

"The mistress is beautiful and slim and and…." She stopped. She felt so embarrassed.

"You're worried I will no longer be interested in you?"

"I'm sorry. I know it's not proper with us going into business together. I'll readjust my personal feelings and everything will be fine."

"I don't want you to do that. In fact I want the total opposite. I want you to give in to those feelings. Let me satisfy your every desire."

"What's that mean?"

"You'll have to wait for dinner tomorrow for all of your answers. I would have told you if you didn't have an appointment. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at 'The House Desire Built' in Manhattan. I look forward to seeing you then."