Page 161 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince
You’re one to talk,Cyrus teases.You even daydream about Celine. Oh Celine. Celine. Celine!
I ignore him, mainly because I have nothing to say in my defense.
The next surprise, though, is approaching us in the form of Eric—another person I should probably apologize to for being an ass. His being here is not what’s surprising though, it’s the cute little she-wolf next to him. She’s the healer girl who got abducted from the school for her powers. I’m pretty sure her name is Valerie. She greets us all politely before hugging and squeezing Jazz from behind. Both girls laugh, and Jazz pulls her down to sit next to her.
My gaze falls to her neck. She’s marked.
“Moon Goddess have mercy,” I breathe out. “When did you all find your mates!?”
“Well, Sleeping Beauty, it happened while you were out of the picture in your deep slumber,” Eric grins.
I snort, pointing my fork at him. “Careful, or she might find out how much of a pain you really are,” I tease.
Eric grins. “Too late. She’s stuck with me for life.” He puts an arm around his mate and nuzzles his nose into her hair.
Valerie turns to look at me with a warm smile. “Thank you,” she says. “For your advice.” For a moment, I’m confused about what she’s talking about. “I was Nobody,” she finally says, and there is a hint of pride in her voice. “I was Odysseus, just like you told me to.”
“You did it!” I return her smile, relieved that my advice helped her. I didn’t have time to do more for her than that, but I’m glad she made the most out of it.
“She tricked them left and right,” Eric says with pride. “Thanks for giving her this advice, Mari.”
While the others go back to their breakfast, I talk with Valerie, where she tells how she tricked her kidnappers. Also, she seems to share my liking for Greek mythology, well, mythology in general. She has a vast knowledge of Egyptian and Aztec mythology too. It’s fun talking about literature with someone who has the same interests, and it makes me a bit sad that she and Eric will move to Paris soon. But who knows… maybe I will make new friends soon? I’ve never put effort into making any friends or getting to know someone. Maybe letting go of my past will also help me approach others.
Liam and Annie had been engaging in a talk with Aryanna and Jazz, trying to get to know the latter a bit. Eventually, though, Liam turns to me. “Marius, before you head to Moon Blood today, we need to have a word about the most important points to be discussed today. I think Celine wants to research a particular pack.”
I nod in understanding.
Ella looks at me, raising her brows. “You are going to Moon Blood?”
“Yes, Liam chose me to represent him in our meetings with them,” I say evenly, hoping the others won’t tease me for taking any opportunity to see Celine.
Ella doesn’t say anything, but she and Annie exchange a glance. Meanwhile, I see Dante trying to offer Annie some disgusting-looking tea, telling her all the awesome ingredients it contains. Annie scrunches her nose at it, which I can fully understand. It stinks of sweaty socks.
I look at Ella. “I pity you already,” I sympathize.
For a second, I think she might be pissed at my comment, but to my surprise, both she and Annie burst into hysterical laughter. Dante looks flustered. “I’m not that bad,” he mutters, sounding slightly offended.
“I appreciate you looking after me, Dante,” Annie says warmly.
Ella pats Dante’s arm. “Believe me, Annie is a saint. I won’t be.”
We all laugh again.
Later that day, after talking with Liam and organizing a few things, I chose a few wolves from our pack to escort me to Moon Blood. I can’t help but feel giddy and excited by the prospect of seeing Celine again. We can work together for now, and maybe I can show her there is more to me than being an asshole… or being pitiful.
Hopefully, she will start to like me… for me.
Garret
*VALERIE*
Iwakeup,stretchingmy tired limbs. Eric and I spent the whole afternoon and evening in bed, with Eric cherishing my body in every possible way imaginable. Speaking of my handsome mate, where is he? I shift around in bed to see Eric standing on the balcony, stretching and gleaming at the night sky happily… in all his naked glory. I blink at the sight. I am not sure if I should feel amused, surprised, or turned on. My expression must have shown my thoughts because he smirks knowingly.
“Sorry, darling,” he says. “I always sleep naked.”
“And do you also walk around naked all the time?” I deadpan.
He laughs. Apparently, I said something funny. “Would you like me to walk around naked constantly?” he wiggles his eyebrows and turns his full glory towards me, wiggling his hips slightly.
