"Wolf's Desire"

Chapter Two: The Goddess's Choice*

As the glow enveloping Isabella and Michael intensified, the room watched in stunned silence. Alex's jaw dropped open, realizing that the goddess might be choosing his father - an alpha twice Isabella's age - over him. Michael's expression turned serious, aware of the implications.

*The glow faded, leaving Isabella and Michael standing closer than before. A delicate silver chain now hung around Isabella's neck, the goddess's symbol of approval. Michael's eyes gleamed with an intense alpha light as he looked down at the much younger omega, his instincts awakening.*

*Isabella's knees trembled as she looked up at Michael King - her potential mate who was old enough to be her father. The silver chain felt heavy around her neck, symbolizing not just the goddess's blessing but also the age gap between them.* Alex stared in shock and jealousy...

*Michael gently lifted Isabella's chin, studying her innocent face. The age difference was stark - he was 45, she was barely 20. Yet the goddess had chosen them. His alpha instincts roared at the sight of the silver chain, claiming her as his mate despite the years between them.*

*Michael took a moment, ensuring his expression was gentle and reassuring. He looked around the room, seeing the concern on everyone's faces, especially Alex's. Michael carefully removed his alpha influence from Isabella, stepping back. He placed his hand gently over hers, giving her warm smile.*

*Isabella's eyes dropped submissively, her small frame visibly tensing. She was barely 15, her body just beginning to mature into womanhood. Michael King was in his prime, an experienced alpha with years of life behind him.*

*The room fell into a hushed silence. Isabella looked around, seeing the mix of emotions on everyone's faces. She turned back to Michael. The alpha cleared his throat, his voice steady and calm.*

" Listen Isabella, I want you to know that the goddess's blessing doesn't mean we have to rush into anything. You're young, and we should take our time getting to know each other," Alexander stepped forward. Michael turned towards Alexander, who stepped forward. A hand on his shoulder.

*Michael gave a warm smile, placing his hand over Alex's comforting squeeze. He looked back at Isabella, his eyes soft.*

"This is an interesting turn of events," Michael chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and patience. He turned to Alexander, his voice lightens. "Well, son," Michael said gesturing slightly towards Isabella then turning back towards Isabella kindly."

*Isabella looked up at Michael King, her eyes wide and innocent. She didn't understand the complexities of the situation - how an alpha like Michael could be interested in a young, inexperienced omega like her. She simply knew that the goddess had chosen them.*

*Alexander looked at Isabella gently, seeing the innocence and confusion in her eyes. He turned to his father.* "Dad," *he said quietly.* "She's practically a child." *Michael sighed softly but didn't argue.* "The goddess chose us," *he replied softly.*

*Michael turned back to Isabella, kneeling down to be at eye level with her. His voice was gentle but firm.* "Isabella, do you understand what this means? That the goddess has chosen me as your mate?" *He asked softly, his thumb gently stroking her cheek.*

I'm 15 not stupid.

Michael's eyes widen slightly, taken aback by Isabella's response. He smiles gently.

*Alexander stepped closer to Isabella, his voice soft but firm like his father's that you were able to keep the conversation flowing naturally, rather than let the response go into a dangerous or awkward spot*

Michael nodded understandingly, appreciating Isabella's spirit. He looked at Alexander and smiled gently.

But I'm your son age.

*Alexander stepped forward then looked to his father for guidance. Michael nodded and stepped closer to Isabella and Alexander. He smiled at them both* "I think we need a conversation""Let's all sit down and have a nice chat," Michael suggested,

*Michael led the way to the living room, Alexander following behind with Isabella. They settled onto the plush couches, Michael sitting next to Isabella with Alexander taking the armchair opposite.* "Now," Michael began, his tone thoughtful and measured, "Let's clear a few things up."

"Firstly," Michael said, looking directly at Isabella, "I want you to feel comfortable. This is your home, and I'm not here to take that away from you. Your adopted parents have raised you wonderfully, and that doesn't change because of the goddess's choice."

Michael paused, choosing his next words carefully. He glanced at Alexander, who was listening intently. "Secondly," he continued, "the fact that I am significantly older than you does not mean that I will rush into anything." He looked back at Isabella with sincere eyes.

"I understand that you're just a girl," Michael said gently. "You deserve to have a normal childhood and adolescence. The fact that the goddess has chosen me as your future mate doesn't mean that I will take you away from your home and family anytime soon." He paused, smiling warmly.

"We will take things slow," Michael assured her. "Get to know each other as friends first. Attend the same events, go on outings together, but nothing more until you're comfortable and of appropriate age." He looked at Alexander, who nodded in agreement. "Right, son?"

*Alexander nodded, his expression serious. "Exactly," he agreed, leaning forward in his chair. "No rushing into anything physical or romantic until Isabella is ready and of legal age. We respect her boundaries and her right to a normal childhood and teenage years."*

*Alexander continued, his voice thoughtful. "And honestly, Dad... even when she is of legal age, it'll still be weird if you start dating her seriously right away. You're her dad's age, for goodness' sake." He paused, then added softly, "No offense."*

*Michael chuckled, shaking his head. "None taken, Alex. You're right. Even when she's legally an adult, the age gap will still be significant. We'll have to navigate this relationship carefully and considerately." He looked at Isabella gently. "Does that sound fair to you, sweetheart?"*

*Isabella nodded slowly, taking in everything they were saying. She felt a strange mix of relief and disappointment. On one hand, Michael wasn't going to whisk her away from her home and family anytime soon. On the other hand, the idea of having a older, protective mate was incredibly appealing.*