A Weekend With The Alpha

“If you feel it's too much, you can always tell me to stop,” Diya spoke up.

She was currently telling me how she wanted her wedding to go down. It was three days away and the bridal shower was tomorrow. I was her maid of honour and the most duties rested on my shoulder. Though we have planned for it, she was sceptical of my role worrying about my ability to deliver, considering everything going on in my life with Aaron, Zion and Daniel and work. Especially since the semester was ending.

As much as she wanted everything working out as planned, she didn’t plan to overwork anyone. Contrary to her fear, I found no stress in this and I was eager to be the maid of honour. It was an honour for me and I felt excited to play my pa I had already made plans for Zion.

once school closes tomorrow, I would take him over to Aaron's residence, where he would be for the next two days. I had already given Aaron Lionel’s number so he could reach him since both Godiya and her parents would be much involved ir the wedding. I promised to call Zion from time to time and check up on him.

He nodded and asked if he could come to the wedding. I wanted him to come as well, but that wasn't an agreement I mac with Aaron and I didn’t see him agreeing to it. Our lawyers were on standby, waiting for the slightest change to move into action. We hadn't given them a reason to act yet and for Diya's sake; I didn’t want to give them any this weekend. The last thing I also wanted was to give Aaron a reason to evoke my right to see Zion. So I told him that was left to his father to decide and I couldn't bring myself into it. I saw he was sad. He had been an important part of Diya and Greg's life and it seemed unfair that he wouldn't get to witness their happiest day, but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to lose him by doing too much. Aaron would happily take him away from me the slightest chance he gets. It was just two days.

“Godiya Carter, soon to be Godiya Wight, this is your wedding and if this is meant to be, you will only get to do it once, don't worry about me, I will support you all the way through because you deserve only the best”

The bridal shower kicked off as planned, and we flew to the neighbouring state to celebrate it. With the six bridal maids f Diya who came along with us, it became a full party. The theme of the shower was one hundred per cent fun and for the first time in a very long time. I threw caution to the wind and got drunk while partying with the girls in the pool. The girls had a few guys on them as their way of having fun and enjoying the night while Diya chose not to, and drank and danced instead. The last time I got entangled with someone, it led to an endless story and I'm still dealing with it today. I didn’t plan on repeating the mistake.

Daniel informed me, yesterday he would be journeying home for the weekend as a family emergency had risen and he ha to be there. He promised to call and keep in touch as often as he could and kissed my lips. I told him I'll miss him and wished him a safe trip back home. He had called to inform me he arrived safely earlier and I was happy to hear that. Now just missed him and wanted to talk to him.

I pulled my phone out and dialled Daniel's number, a bottle of whiskey in my hand. The phone rang but there was no answer and so it went straight to voice mail. I decided to leave my message, anyway.

“Hey, sexy,” 1 slurred, trying to conjure up my most seductive voice. “I hope you're all settled at home. Wish you were here with me. The things I want to do to you... with my mouth.” I hiccup, “I would make you my little naug-hty boy. I would be t naug-hty girl that makes you hard and then... makes you spank and toy with her. Keep that... face clean for me. I'll be bac to sit on it” 1 did not know the things I was saying now, so I tapped on the send icon on the phone.

Diya yelled to me from across the pool, and I turned to see her waving at me. I took a step to go to her when my phone slipped and fell into the pool.

“Shit! My pho...000..ne, my pho...000...ne;" I whined, and I stared with widened eyes as the phone sank to the bottom of tt pool.

“We will get you a new one,” Diya yelled, and I raised my bottle, cheering happily. I had now forgotten the importance of phone.

My eyes snapped open with a loud bang in my head and I groaned out. I stretched and turned around in bed, only to fall off and land on my face. I groaned in pain and numbness and I pulled myself up.

“Whose idea was it we drink so much last night?” Diya asked, walking into the room with a cup in her hand. She raised on of her brows as she slowly stared at us from one person to another.

She seemed less hungover by the look of it. 1 turned around and found the girls already up and seated across the hotel room. Two on the couches, two on the bed and two on the floor.

I couldn't remember everything that happened last night, but I remember she had insisted we celebrate by getting drunk and taking pictures to remember the night.

“It was yours,” I answered, rubbing my banging temple.

Diya grinned devilishly, “Yes, cause it's my freaking wedding day." She roared, holding the cup up and she now seemed to be the most energetic one amongst all of us in the room.

“Here you go” she handed me the cup in her hand and it was the green herbal tea Aaron had made for me the weekend I spent with him. I had shared the recipe with Diya and she had come prepared. “Drink. We have a plane to catch” she announced, and she still looks like the most energetic person in the entire room.