I will be back

Aleida’s POV

I climb into my new white Volvo xc90 and put on my seat belt before turning the key in the ignition.

“Oh yeah, baby,” I say to myself.

The car purrs, and it almost makes me wet in my panties. This car truly is terrific. When I press down the gas pedal and begin to drive toward the address Miliano gave me, the engine raves. The location, I don’t recognize, and neither the area I’m going to. If it weren’t for Miliano, I would never go there. At least not on such short notice without reciting the area and know everything about the place. But I also know I can’t make our date a suspicious experience. My job is to drive to the site, let Miliano do this for me, and hang out with my mate. That’s what I should focus on and nothing else. The problem is that I can’t let my control go anymore. That’s not who I am. I pass trees in a blur, and although I’m a confident person nowadays, I’m still a little nervous about the idea of having to cross other pack’s lands. They might as well attack me on the spot without the slightest hesitation. Hopefully, they remember me and let me pass without any oddities. My wolf and I are one, but there’s no way in the world that we can take on a whole pack alone. No, I have to live in the hope of shared respect towards each other. The yellow moon pack is the first pack of several that I’ll have to go through, and I can already see their area’s border. I slow down the speed and stop completely when I stand outside the territory. Six warriors stand ready and give me angry glances.

“Who are you?” wonders one of the beefy warriors who has an angry snarl on his lips.

“I’m Aleida Mendez. Alpha of the Blood fangs pack,” I answer.

They all laugh mockingly at my answer. It’s no secret that female alphas are seen down upon by the male wolves in society. We’re second-class citizens. I laugh with them, but entirely without humor. They silent instantly and look at me as if I’m disturbed.

“Yeah. That must be hilarious, right? That little old me am an alpha?” I smirk at them. “It doesn’t matter what you think, however. Call your alpha here, now!”

They do as I say, involuntarily, perhaps, should be added. The warriors mumbles, annoyed with each other, and I lean against the grill of my car, looking at my nails-casually. A big SUV move in our direction and stops at the border. I recognize the alpha right away; he was at my summoned meeting. He’s one of the alphas who agreed with me about everything I brought up at the meeting; this will be fun to look at.

“What is the problem, Raymond?” Charles asks.

“This bitch,” he says and points at me. “Is trying to cross our border without permission. She even claims to be an alpha.”

He chuckles with the other warriors; the alpha doesn’t like that apparently because he growls back at them, which makes them flinch away.

“I’m really sorry for the disturbance, Aleida,” Charles says and looks sadly in my direction.

“Oh, it’s not any problems here at all, Charles. Your boys should probably learn how to research others before doing stupid stuff like they just did, however. They were just lucky that it was I who was here and not my mates,” I answer with a smirk.

“You bitch!” the man growls and takes a threatening step towards me, making Charles growl back.

“Don’t you dare disrespect her! She’s our queen!” the alpha exclaims.

“Q-queen?” the warrior asks and looks terrified.

“Yeah, I probably should have mentioned that before. But I am indeed the werewolf queen. I’m sure you must have heard of me by now, no?” I ask with yet another smirk.

The warriors look very uncomfortable; their alpha looks like he’s hoping that a hole will appear under him to swallow him whole, and me, I’m amused.

“I’m very sorry for this, my queen.”

“Please, Charles. It’s just Aleida. There’s no need for titles and ranks with me; you know that,” I say with a smile and slap him playfully on the shoulder, to which he laughs.

“You’re not like the other alphas in the city,” Charles chuckles.

“And don’t you forget it. Now, can I please cross your land? It’s just going to happen twice today. On my way there and when I’m going back home, otherwise I will always ask beforehand,” I tell him in a severe tone.

“Yes, yes! Of course. You don’t even have to ask; you cross these lands as much as you need to.”

“Thank you, Charles,” I answer before opening my car door and am about to hop in when I stop to look at the warriors. “You boys should really take the research seriously. You have no idea who I am and what I can do. Which isn’t very weird; you all look like you’re very young. Probably not much older than me. Take the responsibility seriously.”

“Yeah, we will... Thank you,” one of the warriors answers, to which I nod and am once again trying to get in my car when he yells for me.

“How old are you anyway?”

“I’m seventeen, werewolf queen and a mother of two,” I answer proudly.

“Holy shit...”

“Yeah. If you need help training your boys, send them to me, Charles. I have to get going.”

“Thank you, and have a nice evening!”

I close the door and turn the ignition. My car roars to life, and I speed off toward my goal, my fantastic mate.

Oh, moon goddess, if I knew beforehand that I’d have to fuss with each pack’s warriors I meet on the way, then I would have left an hour earlier... It’s basically the same event course every time, and the warriors always get scoldings from their alphas. Maybe it’s worth it, after all, just to see their faces when they realize who I am and how much power I hold. That I don’t use my control against others, that’s another thing, and they don’t need to know that. When I finally arrive, I’m late. Miliano is in the restaurant with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He looks down at his watch and sighs. My eyes stick to him, and his facial expression-disappointment; he thinks I won’t show up. I gently knock on the window, and he looks up at me with his mouth open. It doesn’t take long before all of him shines up in pure joy. I walk toward the door and step inside. With confident steps, I go up to the table. He rises, and I kiss him on his cheek.

“I’m sorry that I’m late. Traffic was a bitch. And you know, every single warrior in the territories are sexist douchebags.”

He chuckles at me and pulls out my chair. His hands find mine over the table, and he caresses my knuckles with his thumb. Those eyes never leave mine. They hold true adoration, and he looks like I’m the most crucial thing in the whole wide world.

“You’re here now; that’s the important thing. Now, would you like something to drink like wine or something?” Miliano asks.

“I wish I could, but I can’t. Sparkling water would be fine,” I answer with a smile.

“Why can’t you?” he asks with confusion.

“I’m breastfeeding your son, remember?” I ask with an eyebrow raised and a smile on my lips.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry. I kind of forget that sometimes...” Miliano answers and scratches his head.

“It’s fully understandable, considering the circumstances.”

He waves down a waitress and orders another whiskey for him and sparkling water for me. We sit there, just looking at each other. His fingers touch the hem of the arm on the dress.

“Where did you get this dress? It’s really stunning.”

“It’s a wedding dress.”

“A wedding dress? You wanna get married?”

“Once, maybe. Now I don’t know anymore. I bought this a couple of months ago. It kind of brings me peace in some weird way.”

“We can marry, you know?” Miliano says and looks at me through those long eyelashes of his.

“No, we can’t. We’re not even close to being there. There’s so much we need to discuss and work through before that can happen,” I answer and shake my head.

“Yeah, I know. It was just wishful thinking,” Miliano answers with a sigh.

He looks down at the table with an expression that I don’t really know how to read. I put my hand on his cheek.

“Hey, you know that I love you no matter what. Right?” I ask; he smiles and nods his head.

“Yeah, I do. That’s the most magical thing about you.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because you choose to love me.”

“I would always choose you. You, Kian, and our boys are everything to me. Without you, I’m nothing.”

“And you are our everything. The glue that holds us all together.”

We order our food and talk like it’s our first date. Laughter echoes through the restaurant. I’m in the middle of a laughing fit when he smiles, amused at me.

“What?” I ask.

“You have sauce on your face.”

“Where? Here?” I ask and try to wipe it off.

“No, let me get that for you,” he says with a smirk and puts his mouth on mine across the table.

I moan when his tongue massages mine. The feeling of him this close to me makes my whole body feel like electricity—sparks, whatever you want to call it. I retreat to breathe and look into his eyes that now change color. His wolf is near the surface of the desire that haunts him since our mouths meet. He grabs my hand and drags me out of the restaurant.

“What do you say about a beach walk?” Miliano asks in his usual voice; I lean on him, and his arms snake around my shoulders.

“That would be wonderful,” I answer and love the feeling of my mate this close to me.

We walk together through the sand and listen to when the waves meet the beach. There’s no better relaxation than that sound and the proximity of my mate. At least, I don’t think so. Not until he presses his lips against mine and rubs his tongue on mine again. One hand clamps to my shapely ass while the other massage my breast. He grunts in my mouth, and the vibrations rumble deep inside his chest. Gently, Miliano lies down my body on the sand, and he lay over me with his mouth to my throat. I moan by the touch. His hand moves down between my legs, I gasp when his thumb makes small circles over my clitoris, and the feeling is outstanding! No one has touched me this way since the last time I had sex with my mates. That’s something I’d missed when I was without them. The feelings they can dig up inside me. Miliano’s fingers move in under the thin material and find their way into my tight hole, making me rock on his fingers and bend my back. I get him out of his pants incredibly fast and take his hard cock in my hand. My fingers slip softly over the hardness. I lead him to my entrance and ask him to penetrate me deeply. He doesn’t hesitate for a second to bury himself between my walls; he begins pumping out and in like a trance.

“Goddess, you’re so fucking beautiful, baby!” he grunts in a husky voice.

His whisper in my ear makes me moan even more. My pussy clamps down around him, and he growls even more. He fucks me deeper and faster as my moans grow louder. I feel his balls strain and know he’s close. He takes his thumb and circles my clitoris again. It’s the only thing I need to explode over him. While riding through my orgasm, he fills me with his hot cum. We lay there side by side, panting. My brain doesn’t work right now, not after this fantastic fuck.

“Dear goddess, didn’t I need that,” I pant.

“Me too, my love,” Miliano says and kisses my forehead.

We begin to dress ourselves to move away from there. I want to stay, and so does Miliano, but he also knows that I have one more stop tonight. He holds my hand the whole way to my car and kisses me passionately before letting me go. It’s apparent that he’s reluctant to let me go.

“I guess I have to say goodbye for now. My brother needs you too,” he sighs and pouts; I giggle like a little schoolgirl at his bitterness about this, resulting in him lifting and kissing me again. “Don’t think for a second that I’m done with you, my queen. I have time to explore this paradise of a body.”

He puts me down and slaps me on the ass when I walk toward my car. I blow him a kiss before driving away. One brother is done and satisfied; now it’s one more to have a fantastic time with before going back home. It shouldn’t be very hard, at least not the date, his body, however... This night is going to be hot!