True Alpha

Date Night

Delilah's POV

We did in fact make it through the day, and the next week. We made it through 2 months. Deacon introduced me to his friends at school. It turns out the guy who told me that Kyra and Deacon were twins was named Johnathan. He was Jackson’s younger brother. Two of the other wolves, Jaxxon and his twin brother Maddox, were future alphas of a smaller pack that wasn’t too far from the school. Their mate was named Ashley. They had to explain to me that alpha twins share a mate. There was also their beta, Mason and his mate Julia, and who would be my personal guard, Kasen. Deacon told me he was one of the pack's strongest fighters and was the son of our head guard.

At the packhouse, Mya showed me movie after movie. I am fond of Disney movies. I guess fairytales were better than my current life. My favorite was Enchanted. Kyra took me to a library downstairs and spent an hour every day teaching me the laws of werewolves. I learned so much. I also learned how hard Deacon had to hold back his wolf.

Since he was an Alpha, we should have already mated. Once an Alpha mates, their Luna is marked and starts heat cycles within the first month. Kyra told me that heat cycles differ from she-wolf to she-wolf. She explained her first one to me.

“I was sitting in class and suddenly felt like it was a million degrees. I started sweating and I felt like my skin was on fire. Jackson came bursting into the room and scooped me up and took me back to our room. We didn’t leave for 3 days. My mom had to have food sent up to us.” She panted, dramatically. “It was so hot.”

“Kyra, what is s*x like?” I asked, blushing. I felt dumb having to ask what s*x was like, but no one had ever actually taught me. They never expected me to leave the lab, let alone find a mate.

“It’s…amazing?” She thought, looking for the right word. “Absolutely amazing, especially with your mate. It’s like your body knows exactly what to do. You and your mate are perfectly made for each other. When you mate it’s almost animalistic? You feel totally in control and yet have no control at all. You finally feel whole. You find a piece of you; you didn’t even know you were missing.” She nodded, quite happy with her explanation.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that, but I know that Deacon is an Alpha. What happens to an Alpha that doesn’t mate?”

Her brows furrowed and she shrugged her shoulders, “I honestly don’t know, it hasn’t happened. If an Alpha’s mate rejects him, I know they could die, but it very rarely happens. Usually she-wolves that are mated to Alphas are meant to be Lunas. They are supposed to become stronger, faster, and make more Alphas.” She had a far-away look in her eyes. She was mind linking. “Let’s go. Deacon has a surprise for you.”

I grabbed a couple of books and followed her up the stairs and into my room. She sat me down and went to my closet. She picked out a floor-length red dress. It was strapless and accented my breasts very well. She grabbed a pair of gold heels, and a long black necklace.

“Go shower. After you’re done, we’re going to get you ready.” She smiled at me. “Don’t forget to shave.” I looked at her like she was crazy but did as she said.

I went to the shower and slowly shaved my legs like she had taught me. I shaved my armpits, not wanting to have hairy arms wearing a strapless dress. I moved on to my hair and scrubbed my scalp with the shampoo. I let the conditioner sit in my hair while I lathered my body in some Victoria’s Secret body wash Kyra had bought me when she took me shopping. After rinsing my hair and body off. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body, walking out of the room. Kyra was sitting on the bed, scrolling through her phone. She looked up and pointed to the chair in front of a vanity I didn’t remember being there. She came behind me and slowly brushed and blow dried my hair. She continued to put it in an intricate braid before rolling it into a braided bun. She used a golden butterfly clip to hold my hair in place before spinning me around in the chair and demanded I close my eyes.

I felt her use different products on my face and when she finished, I heard her gasp.

“I am a damned genius.” She said to herself, as she pulled me up and helped me into the dress. She had picked out a black lace thong, saying that I couldn’t ruin the dress with panty lines. The dress had a corset back, so I didn’t need a bra. After she tied the dress in place, she spun me around and giggled. She turned to me to look in the mirror.

I looked at myself and wanted to cry. It was beautiful. I had never seen my hazel eyes so bright, highlighted by the gold and black eyeshadow. My lips matched the color of the dress, deep red.

My hair was expertly falling in small strands, framing my face while the bun held most of my natural curls. I let out a small sob.

“Nope, no crying. Do not ruin my work.” Kyra said, frowning at me. “At least not yet.”

She grabbed my hand and led me to the staircase. I inhaled deeply and Deacon’s scent warmed my body even though I couldn’t see him. I smiled and walked down the stairs. Deacon was there, his back to me turning as I made it halfway. He looked me up and down, eyes going black. As I made it to the bottom, he reached his hand out and I took it, immediately feeling the sparks that his touch gave me.

I finally looked at him. He was in a black button-up shirt tucked into black slacks. A red tie was around his neck, his hair in its usual perfect mess. I smiled at him. He looked perfect.

He turned to me to face him, “I was wondering if you would like to... go out with me?” He finished in a whisper.

“Well, I think sitting around the house in this dress would be an absolute waste.” I giggled, “Plus you look too good to not go somewhere.”

He smiled. He hooked his arm around my waist and walked me to his car. He opened the door and helped me in before closing the door and running to the other side. He got in and started down the drive.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“You’ll see.” He said, grabbing my hand and placing it on his thigh.

We rode in comfortable silence as we pulled into a restaurant. He opened my door as he was handing the keys to the valet. He put his hand on the small of my back and led me inside. The Maître d’ bowed to us and, without saying a word, turned and led us to the elevator. We went to the roof twinkling. It was adorned with twinkling lights and flowers of every kind. Nestled right in the middle was an intimate table for two. Deacon pulled the chair out for me and pulled his chair to the side to sit beside me.

“Deacon, it’s beautiful,” I breathed.

“You’re beautiful.” He said, eyes sparkling before flashing black.

“What may I get for the lady?” The server asked.

We ordered our food and I stared up at the sky. Before Deacon, I had studied constellations, but I had never looked at the stars just to look. It was breathtaking. I felt Deacon’s gaze never leaving me as he pulled my hand into his.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, making me look at him.

I smiled as a tear rolled down my face, he kissed it away and I realized at that exact moment I was in love with him. Not because of the mate bond, not because of destiny. Simply because he was him. Before running into him in the hall, I had never felt safe, I had never felt love. I had never seen someone hold such patience. He didn’t look at me like a freak that was created in a lab, he didn’t see me as less of a wolf because I was 17 and didn’t know our laws. He just loved me. He gave me a home. He gave me family. I sobbed.

“Liah, baby? What’s wrong?” He asked, panicked.

“You. You have given me so much, and I just don’t know how to feel. I have never felt anything but fear. My life was always waiting for another experiment. Some of them I remember and some of them Athena endured for me. I spent 17 years as a lab rat, and I don’t deserve this and yet here you are giving me the most perfect night anyone has ever had.” I cried.

“You deserve so much more than this, Liah. You never deserved the life you had. I can’t say that I understand what you went through because I can’t even imagine. I do know that I plan to make up for every cut, every needle stick. I will love you forever, Liah. I will never hurt you. I will never let anyone, or anything hurt you ever again.” He cupped his hands around my face and brought himself closer.

I felt his breath on my face as the server cleared his throat. He set the food in front of us, along with two glasses of red wine. We ate in comfortable silence. Deacon ordered a dessert and I took a small bite of the cake with a small moan. Deacon chuckled and kept feeding me. After we finished, Deacon grabbed my hand and pulled me into him as music softly played in the background. He swayed slowly, wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning his chin on the top of my head. I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head against his chest. It was incredible. I could feel Deacon’s love for me, in just this embrace. I knew instantly that there was only one way to end this perfect night.

I was going to give Deacon my virginity.