Page 56 of Mate to the Alpha Called God

Ismena only laughed harder.

She turned to Eline, still laughing, "Eline, tell Sandy to show you her balls. She's got two big ones."

"She does?" Eline was truly shocked, "I thought it is only m-males that have...those?" She directed a baffled look to Sandra.

"Nah, Sandy's got some too. Huge, hairy ones. But, they tend to disappoint her when they are most needed!" She finished with a laugh, totally enjoying herself.

Sandra took the pillow next to her and threw it at her best friend.

Ismena dodged it, laughing harder. "At least, I've got enough balls to dodge this...ball perfectly."

"Oh, God...!" Sandra covered her face.

Eline, finding out that it's all Ismena's way of teaching her, intervened for poor Sandra. "Alright, ladies, let's go camping in the woods. I'm ready. Who else is?"

Sandra was already hurrying into the bedroom before Eline was done asking. "I'll be in the next five minutes."

She was grateful to have escaped her teasing best friend.

Alpha Degar opened the door to Wolfaraine's bedroom, he stepped back and waited patiently for the Alpha King to walk past him first.

Wolfaraine walked gingerly into his bedroom. He took a very deep breath and allowed the familiarity of his bedchambers to fill his system.

After staying in the human world for more than two weeks, it feels good to be back in his own world, to his home, his bedroom. It has been a long, exhausting journey.

"The council was informed of your return. They await to welcome you in the Meeting Hall." Degar informed him. "They heard about the attack from the Wolfhunters, so they are concerned about you—"

Just then, the door burst open and Alphose walked into his bedroom. He stopped suddenly, his eyes frantically taking in every part of Wolfaraine. When he heard about the attack and his return, he'd come rushing here.

A deep breath he had no idea he'd been holding released when he saw his Alpha King alive and relatively unharmed.

"Let me guess, you heard about the attack too, Alphose," Wolfaraine stated before turning his back to remove his clothes.

Alphose inclined his head, "Welcome back, Alpha King. Yes, I heard about it."

When Wolfaraine said nothing else, Alphose couldn't hold it in any longer, "How are you doing?"

"I am fine."

"No, he is not." Degar countered his words, concern blanketing his face, "He took two bullets made by rhodium, to his left leg. That was a week ago. And it is still untreated."

That was when Wolfaraine walked towards his bed, his hand going to his head to remove the annoying black wig he'd had to put on to cover his unusual-colored hair in the human world. Alphose's eyes widened as he noticed the difference in his graceful movement.

"Oh, heavens." Alphose faced the door, "I will call Harhan—"

"Do not bother." He closed his eyes and the scent of her filled his nose. She has been in his bedroom recently. Her scent alone is going to drive him insane. "I plan to go find Ismena myself."

Degar cocked his head to the side, "Oh? But the council—"

"They can wait." Alphose and Wolfaraine said at the same time. Both men glanced at each other.

Degar nodded too. "I agree with you too. The Alpha King needs to see his mate more than he needs to see the council."

Wolfaraine did not bother saying anything about the male's reference to Ismena. "How is she?" He directed to Alphose, unable to resist asking.

"She is well, Alpha King." All week, Alphose made plans on how to tell Wolfaraine about the new human visitor of Naturiah, immediately he comes back home. But, seeing his condition, he decided to put it off for now.

"I will go get her for you." Degar was already on his way to the door.

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