Chapter 44
Angie POV
What was I thinking, telling those assholes to wreck those cars? I'm starting to act just like Cherry. I had to clear my head. I was pissed when I realized that the girl wasn't in the car. I'm starting to think this whole thing is a mistake. Cherry is way over her head, and I'm going down with her. She handed me a glass of brandy, or was it bourbon? I really didn't trust her with this. I know how she poisoned her mate, I smelled the drink; it didn't smell like anything was wrong with it. Taking a few sips, I decided to drink it. Standing up from my seat, I decided to head to my room.
"Thanks for the drink; I'm going to take it to my room and relax and think of other ideas to get this girl you want," I was halfway up the stairs when my wolf told me.
"Wolfbane, she is trying to poison us," I should have known. When I got to my room, I poured the drink into the sink. There was no way I would drink the rest of that drink. I need to make sure with every drink she gives me to pour the s**t out. I went to my room, closing the door. I wanted to make sure no one was listening. Then I called the king on a burner phone, so there was no way they could trace the call. Just to make sure, I'll take out the SIM card and then break it. I heard it ring a few times, then he answered.
"This is King Xander. How can I help you today?"
“You don't know who I am, but I'm letting you know that she will be there at the mating ball. She already has a room reserved, so be on the lookout. She's dying her hair black so no one will recognize her.” Then I hung up the phone. I took the SIM card out, then turned it off and broke it so it wouldn't be traced. I didn't tell him about the dress she would be wearing or the color of her eye contact; all I mentioned was that her hair would be black. And there will be lots of women with black hair. Maybe I will go there and find my mate – yikes, a mate. I'm not so sure about that. I like both. I had a taste of Cherry years ago, but it didn't go well. She didn’t know what to do. And for me, I'm mostly leaning towards men. I just haven’t found the right man yet. Yeah, I've had my fun because I knew my mate would have his before he met me. So, why should I wait? If he gets mad, oh well, he will just have to understand, just like I do. I decided to take a shower. The little wolfsbane didn't harm me or my wolf, but for now, I'll have to be careful around Cherry. I never trusted her in the first place.
Xander’s POV
I was getting up from the desk I had been sitting at for the past two hours. I was making phone calls to the alphas, letting them know they would receive an invitation to the mating ball in a month. I knew there were a few who were unmated, so I'm sure they will be looking for their mate. My phone started ringing, so I answered it.
“This is King Xander. How can I help you today?” She didn't tell me her name. She didn't even say hello. She just said what she had to say, and then she hung up.
“You don't know who I am, but I'm letting you know that she will be there at the mating ball. She already has a room reserved, so be on the lookout. She's dying her hair black so no one will recognize her.” That was all she said before she hung up on me before I could respond. Lee walked into the room and asked what was wrong. I guess I had a confused look on my face. She shut the door behind her and locked it so that no one could come inside while we were talking.
'I just had a weird call. She told me that she would be there at the ball, but her hair would be dyed black.
Well, s**t, that's almost most of the females that will be coming.
She also said that she already has a room reserved. Then she hung up. I tried to call back, but the number isn't available. I think she used a burner phone, so I couldn't call or trace it back to where she's at."
"Well, honey, we will figure it out. We are going to have tons of guards and warriors there. With the help of Japers' guards and warriors, there is no way in hell she will be able to get near Laura. I'm sure she will be safe. But let's forget about this drama for one night. Do you want to do some baby-making, baby?" She sat on the couch in the office. She lifted up her dress to show me she wasn't wearing any panties. Oh, damn! I know it's been a week since all this has happened, and trust me, I need a stress release. I picked her up and then bent her over the couch. I wasn't in the mood for foreplay, and I don't think she was either. I pulled down my pants. I knew I was already hard as a rock when she did what she did. I gave no warning when I slammed into her. Good thing she was already wet for me. This felt good. I loved how wet she was. She was moaning out my name, telling me to do it harder. So I did. I lifted one of her legs so I could push it in harder. I knew I was close, and she was too. When she came, I came hard inside of her. I almost fell on top of her, but she got up, pushed me down, and then straddled me. Hell yeah! We kept going until we couldn't go anymore. My stress was gone, and I think hers was gone as well.
"I think in a few days, we should check again to see if you're pregnant. But until then, that's when I laid her on the couch. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and made love to her until I made love to her raw. I couldn't help myself; I couldn't get enough of her. She's my mate. When I was finally done, we lay side by side, talking about the ball and what we would name the pup if it were a boy or girl. Before we knew it, the sun was up, and we hadn't slept at all last night. We went to our room, took a shower, and then did another round, followed by another shower. I knew she was sore, so I gave her a break so she could heal.
"Let's take a break, baby. I need to get the invitations together and then mail them out, or we won't have a ball at all." I knew she was right, so I let her go to her office to do what she needed to do. For me, I got a few hours of sleep; I needed it. We are going to have a long month getting things together and preparing the food. It's always like this when the mating ball season comes around. Each pack has a mating ball, but the royals always have the first one of the year. Then we pick the five packs that will end up having one in their pack, so they can invite others to come and maybe find their mate. It's always been this way. Let's just hope everything works out for the best."