With eyes full of disbelief, my woman stares at the car.
I hold the keys in the air, but she won't take them. Mercedes takes my hand and pulls me with her to this exquisite model, I was also very impressed when I first saw it. At the vehicle, she runs her finger over the body while making a round. I follow her like a puppy, observing her closely. She is clearly happy, I think I passed here too.
“Do you like it, love?” I inform to be sure. She raises her eyes to me and then I see the tears. "Did you really get this for me, Zane?" she whispers in awe. "I've just learned to drive, aren't you afraid I'll wreck it?" I smile. “It's yours, my heart. You can do whatever you want with it. But I know that you take good care of the things you love.” A broad smile comes over her face, with a jump, she is in my arms.
“Thank you, Zane. I love you too. You made this day so special for me,” she screams aloud. She lets go of me again and walks to the passenger's side. Even before she gets in, she shouts at the crowd. "I have a ride now". A loud cheer is heard again, everyone now has a glass of wine in their hand. "On your sixteenth and good luck, Mercedes", some wish her. We get in and I start the car with the push of a button. The sound of the heavy engine fills the surrounding, it’s eager to get to work.
We drive around in the pack and finally end up at a house I specially rented and decorated for tonight. I know she hasn't eaten anything since this morning, so I’ve ordered her favorite dish to be served. In each other's arms we walk into the house, where some waitresses are waiting for us. “Alpha Zane, Mercedes, everything I'm ready, come with me”, a friendly she-wolf invites. We walk to the table, the smell of the dishes is already making my mouth water. And when I look at Mercedes, I see her looking lustfully at the table. That mate of mine is an all-time foodie, she actually likes everything but Italian remains her favorite.
I pull out her chair.
And as always, she waits for me to make her a plate. Some things in our relationship are such standard procedures. She continues to subconsciously demand that I treat her as my woman, which I love to do. But I already know what it's going to be; lots of meat and spicy sauce. And everything must have cheese. I take the lids off all the dishes so she has a good view of the choices.
We both have our full plates in front of us as she raises the issue of the Alpha son. I know it keeps up with her, the way the boy wanted to abuse his authority into acts she doesn't like. And I'm sure he'll try again when I'm not around. The boy has set his mind on my mate, but now I have to trust the values I have instilled in her.
“Zane, I want to apologize for the Alpha son's behavior. I don't think he knows we don't associate with others," she begins. "I've seen him dance with other girls in my pack before, so he thought I wouldn't mind." Hmmm, she grants the boy the benefit of the doubt, she is not yet convinced that he is bad news. She needs more incidents to reach a conclusion.
I stare indifferently at my plate and nod slowly. “Hmmm”, I reply, still with my eyes lowered. “Next week when we are at school, I will explain to him that I appreciate his congratulations but would like to keep my distance. I'm sure he understands," she tries again. I nod again. Actually, I want to drop this topic, I have plans with my mate and don't want to let the crappy Alpha spoil my evening.
“Let's have another glass of wine, love”, I take her off the subject. That's her favorite drink, she only has it when I am around. Her eyes shine as I hand her the glass. “I want to make another toast, Mercedes. I meant what I said before, but now we are alone”. She nods excited, almost childishly. “I want to emphasize again how much I love you and that you can rest assured that I will protect you with my life. In everything you want to achieve, I will be your biggest supporter. Put all your trust in me and I'll make you the happiest woman in the world."
She grins and takes my hand across the table. "But that's not toast to my birthday, babe," she replies. “Those are facts I already know. And now I also have a brand-new Bugatti.” We laugh heartily at her words and the atmosphere is much better than it was a few minutes ago. We chat about the party until we finish our dinner for the waitresses to clean up and leave.
I clap my hands once and the music starts.
Tenderly I take my mate in my arms to slide to the quiet rhythm. “You are so beautiful, my dear. Tell me, what do you want to do after college? Do you want to pursue a career? Going to study outside the pack?” To my delight, she shakes her head. “Then I would be far from you again. Nope. A week before I turn eighteen, I pack up my things and start taking them to your house. We leave Silver Moon right away when I'm eighteen," she says. “I will finish lectures in our pack and then do an online study. There will be times when I have to get away for a while, but then you can come with me. Or it won't take too long."
Perfect again.
She is now starting to think about the opportunities within the challenges herself. “All Good,” I sigh. “Because we have so many years to catch up. And there's so much you've yet to learn," I add ambiguously, pulling her closer to me. She blushes and turns her innocent eyes to me. "Like what? I watched some porn videos on my laptop. So, I'm not completely ignorant." I grin, this girl dares.
"Excellent. Then we can start practicing, don't you think?” She jumps on me overjoyed, wrapping her legs around me.
"Please, babe." I grab her on the butt and walk to the bedroom...