Trinity
Warren touched my hand. “It's okay, sweetheart, I love the cologne. By the way, I must say, you've got a penchant for good things,” he said, staring at me lovingly.
“Thanks,” I smiled at him nervously. “Aiden, where is Dad?” I asked my brother.
“He knows Warren is here; he'll be down shortly,” Aiden replied.
“Would you care for some wine, Warren?” he asked Warren.
“Sure, Aiden, thanks, bro,” Warren replied. “Please join me,” he signalled to me.
“Oh, no, please, a glass of Juice will do for me,” I said, and my brother laughed.
“Overdid it last night, not so? Enisa said you had a bad headache and passed out after. He said.
To my surprise, Warren laughed, I didn't expect him to be amused by what Aiden said. I was impressed he didn't think of me any less for being a heavy drinker. I guessed he didn't expect me to be perfect like my father did. After all, that was his dream.
We feasted on the drinks while we waited for my father. Warren's dad and mine were best buddies, so he could keep our Alpha waiting without consequence. Warren and I talked about little things, and I realized that we had nothing in common. He knew it too, but he tried to make an effort, which I found very pleasing.
“If you two spend some time together, you could fall in love,” my wolf Kitana said, and I shut her up silently. I was still mad at her for letting that freak claim me. Worse still, she had been hiding away this whole time. Enisa and I had been working to get a solution.
“It wasn't my fault, Trinity, you have all the control, remember? Don't blame me, there was nothing I could do to save the situation,” she hissed and retreated to the back.
“Wolf matter?” Warren inquired. I wore a straight face at him. How did he know?
“Yes,” I admitted, surprised, “How did you know?”
“I can sense your wolf so strongly, my wolf Leslie can sense her also, he’s been quite restless since the moment you walked in, can’t blame him, they’re going to be mates after all,” he giggled.
I smiled at him and nodded. Every time he mentioned our joining, my stomach dropped, because I knew it wasn’t happening. It was certainly an impossibility.
My father finally came downstairs, and he apologized to Warren. He claimed to be on an important call with my second-oldest brother, Tom. So his lateness was automatically excused. The moment he sat down, he scolded me about my cologne.
Warren had to speak on my behalf.
“It’s okay, Gamma Albert, it’s a nice cologne regardless,” he said, and my father had to let it go.
Dinner was served, and I tried to act as if all was fine and normal. When the meal was done. Dad suggested I take Warren for a walk in the garden.
We excused them and left. The garden looked beautifully lit and tended to more than usual. I knew that was my Dad’s doing, perhaps he wanted to secure a conducive and romantic spot for Warren and me. As if in sync with my thoughts. Warren reached for my hand and held it as we toured around the garden. As we walked, I diligently composed myself. The sitting area was also neatly cleared, and the sitting benches were sweetly placed together. We sat down quietly, and I took a glance at the entire area.
Under normal circumstances, I would have been impressed, but I couldn’t be, not with Jamie’s mark on my neck. Warren sat next to me and drew me close. I was too rigid and nervous to relax beside him, and he sensed it.
“Don’t worry, Trinity, I understand you’re a bit shy and probably scared, too. Your father has told us you’re a virgin, and I’m willing to wait and move things at your pace. I am looking forward to getting to know you as we move to the next level.” Warren whispered, his eyes locking into mine.
I felt awful at his words. For a moment, I felt pulled into his gaze. I looked at him in terror and anxiety, and I cleared my throat slightly, trying to dislodge the lump that had just formed. He must have misinterpreted my look when he leaned towards me for a kiss. I couldn’t pull back, didn’t want to, so I let him kiss me. His lips touched mine, and I felt something in me. His breath was fresh and sweet, and his warm tongue explored my mouth gently.
Shortly after, we began to kiss hungrily. If it weren’t for the lies and the mark, I would have allowed him to have me there and then. I could then understand what it felt like to be with an Alpha. Enisa’s mother was right when she said their presence and touch were so dominating that it would leave you helpless, and make you give in to their Whims and demands.
I had no genuine feelings for this guy. All I felt was lust. I just wanted to f**k him and nothing more. I couldn’t even let myself develop any feelings for him, most especially because of Jamie. I knew he would reject me and settle for Betty from the Maraj family. If he doesn’t take her he might have to get a mate from the Gamma or Beta family of the Iron Fangs pack, but no one from our pack liked Alpha Clayton Mason of the Iron Fangs, and mating someone from that pack would mean the packs would join together, which was most certainly impossible and unheard of. Because of the wars and unsettled scores between the packs, no one was allowed to join packs, so everyone simply mated within their pack. And now I had gravely messed things up.
“I would love for us to have a private dinner date, would that be okay with you?” he asked.
I couldn’t find words. I was already too deep, and everything would have gone so smoothly from here if it weren't for Jamie. As for the virgin part, I would have blamed it on my nonexistent collection of dildos. I was certain he would understand, but Jamie’s mark had ruined me.
“When?”I finally managed to say.
“Next weekend?” He asked.
“That’s cool with me,” I said. Surely that would give me enough time to finally come clean to everyone.
He smiled at me warmly and leaned forward to further kiss me. His hands attempted to explore the confines of my gown, and I stopped him before he could go further. I blamed my lack of interest on a headache and stomach upset. He understood, and he held me lovingly in total silence until we returned to the house.
What the hell was I going to do about Jamie? I wondered.