Chapter 765 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

It was late afternoon when Dayson and Talia returned to their room.

Talia paused when she saw a deep blue dress on the mannequin in the middle of the bedroom. It was a skater dress with a plunging V-neck neckline. The skirt ended at the knee level and it would be sport-ish if not for the silky material that made it elegant.

Talia looked below the dress to see matching shoes.

“Are we going somewhere?” Talia asked Dayson.

Dayson smiled mysteriously. “We have a reservation for dinner for two at the Medallion.” He winked. “Get ready, or we might be late.”

Talia’s eyes widened. She heard that the Medallion was the fanciest restaurant in the human town. Maya was complaining about how Jaeden needed to book their anniversary dinner months in advance.

“What are we celebrating?” Talia asked.

“Do I need a reason to treat my mate well?” Dayson moved toward Talia in slow, steady steps, and he stopped when their bodies nearly touched. “You are the most precious person in my life, Talia Blake. I don’t need a special occasion to celebrate because every day with you is my best day ever.”

Since finding out about her identity as Alpha Natalia Moonrider, Talia loved it when Dayson called her Talia Blake. It told her that he didn’t care about her status or background.

Talia’s chin shivered. There were days when she wondered if she would ever find her mate, and she hoped that he would be proud to have her in his life, and here was Dayson, the most exquisite male specimen, saying that every day with her was his best ever. Can he be any sweeter?

“Hey, hey…” Dayson said while cupping her cheeks. His expression showed panic. “I wanted to put a smile on your face and not make you cry.” The day started with crying, and it seemed that Talia didn’t completely bounce back. Talia was emotional, and if she was not crying, tears were waiting to spill again.

Talia sniffled and gave him an ugly smile. “I am happy, Dayson. I really am. Can we go for dinner with all the things going on?”

He gave her a smacking kiss on the lips. “If you are happy, show me you are happy. Guests from the Midnight Guardians pack have company, the world won’t collapse tonight, and I need you to shower and get ready.” Normally, Dayson would join her in the shower, but then the shower would take a while, and they would be late. “Zina will be here in fifteen minutes to fix your hair.”

Talia blinked. “Zina will do my hair? It sounds fancy.”

“Mhm,” Dayson confirmed with a hum. “She will do your hair while I shower.” He held onto her shoulders and turned her to face the bathroom door. “Go, go, go!”

For her, Dayson’s black armored Lexus SUV was filled with many happy memories, like a lovey-dovey capsule.

Talia enjoyed the way Dayson held her hand while driving. His hold was firm yet gentle, and he caressed the back of her palm with his thumb. And then he would pull her hand higher to kiss her knuckles, and his breath fanning her fingers made her all tingly.

Talia couldn’t stop staring at Dayson. He was dressed up as well.

Dayson was extra handsome in a dark blue suit that fit him perfectly. His hair was sleeked back, and his spellbinding visual was enhanced by the shadows that formed under the streetlights flashing as the car moved. The scent of his aftershave mixed with the scent of the forest and the dark chocolate, and Talia sighed dreamily. Was that really her mate? It was surreal.

Dayson’s lips lifted into a smile. He knew she was watching him, and he loved it.

Dayson gave the car keys to the valet, and he made his way to the other side of the car to open the door for Talia.

“You look beautiful tonight,” Dayson murmured as she stepped out of the car.

His eyes were drawn to his mark on her neck. That right there was proof she was his.

The blue skater dress fit her perfectly, and her high-heeled shoes made her legs look longer. Talia had light makeup on, and Dayson loved that her hair was lifted up to reveal her neck. Zina braided Talia’s hair with thin silver ribbons to make it resemble a crown.

Dayson loved Talia’s outfit, but if it were up to him, he would take her to a nearby hotel and rip that dress into shreds because no dress could match the perfection of her naked body. And she was his.

Dayson couldn’t wait to return home and spoon her naked. He would lift her leg up and slide inside her wet heat from behind… Dayson cleared his throat and wiggled his hips to adjust his hard-on.

Talia shot him a side-glance and giggled. She could feel his lust level rising, and she was happy to know that she had that effect on him.

Neither of them enjoyed these formal events in public because they couldn’t be naked, and they had to behave, but the thrill of waiting to return to privacy was what made their intimacy more intense.

Talia and Dayson were escorted into a private room with dark wooden walls and red accents.

Only one table was in the room; it could seat ten people, but it was set up for two. Flowers, candles, and soft music from the speakers in the ceiling made it romantic.

The server was a female wearing a white shirt and a black pencil skirt. She had a nametag that said “Camila”.

Camila’s hair was lifted into the neatest high bun Talia had ever seen. Not a single hair was out of place.

Camila showed them to their seats, and then she gestured at the door to the right. “That’s your private bathroom. Only people in this room can use it.” She gestured toward the digital display on the table. “You can place your order here or call staff…”

Talia frowned at the server, who was ogling at Dayson. Well, If Camila were a she-wolf, she would feel Talia’s hostility and recognize that mark on Dayson’s neck, which was a sign he was taken. Unfortunately, that female was human, and she probably thought that Dayson had a cool tattoo.

Talia gritted her teeth when she realized that Camila was talking only to Dayson like Talia was not there.

Camila ended her talk about the drink menu with, “Let me know if you need something, Mr. Blake.”

“A male server,” Talia said.

Camila didn’t expect this. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

The female glanced at Dayson nervously. To her horror, Dayson didn’t spare her a glance.

“You heard my wife. A male server.” Seeing that she didn’t move, Dayson added, “Or you can call your manager. Your choice.”

Camila took two steps back, and then she scurried out of the private room.

Dayson took Talia’s hand into his and kissed her knuckles. “Don’t allow random nobodies to spoil the mood, kitten. Whatever you want, let me know. I will take care of it.”

He wanted to go after that female and slap some sense into her. Dayson brought Talia here to fix her mood, not to make it worse!

Dayson was relieved to see that their drinks were brought in by a tall slim server with a nametag that said “Adam”.

Adam asked if they had questions about the menu, and Dayson looked at Talia.

“Everything looks great,” Talia said.

Talia was in the mood to try something new, so she asked, “What do you recommend?”

Adam bobbed his head. Patrons of the Medallion were all with deep pockets. Since he started working, Adam learned that when patrons ask for recommendations, that was his chance to earn extra tips.

He started talking about steaks and some exotic meals Talia had never heard of, but she picked up his excitement when he spoke about the house special that came with a chef cooking in front of customers. Talia thought how that was novel.

“Can we get that?”

Dayson smiled dotingly. “We can get whatever you want.” If she wanted, he would buy her the whole restaurant.

Two servers came in next, pulling with them carts with ingredients, utensils, and various containers, and then an older man entered their room while pushing in front of him a portable stove with a grill.

He didn’t have a nametag, but it said, “Main Chef”, and Talia understood that was his position in the Medallion. The way servers treated him with respect told her that he was someone important.

He fired up the stove, and Talia watched with amusement as he chopped, tossed, and mixed ingredients. It reminded her of cooking shows on TV.

Their meal started with salmon rolls that were creamy and lemony, perfect for stirring the appetite.

As usually, Dayson was feeding Talia, not allowing her to touch the food with her hands.

Next was the spinach soup that was filled with herbs, and it smelled delicious. Talia smacked her lips at the rich flavors that danced on her tongue, and Dayson inched closer to lick a drop that hung at the corner of her lips.

If the cook and his two assistants were surprised to see how Dayson treated Talia, they concealed it well.

Talia allowed Dayson to spoil her completely. She looked at him with sparkles in her eyes and opened her mouth obediently for the soup, salad, shrimp balls, wild rice with vegetables, grilled steak with mango sauce, and whatever else he put in front of her mouth. It was all delicious.

“Which one is your favorite?” Dayson asked when they finished the last meal. Only dessert was left.

“Everything was delicious,” Talia said honestly.

They were sipping sparkling water with lemon to clean their taste buds while preparing for dessert. The cook was flambeeing tropical fruits before putting them on top of vanilla ice cream, and then he drizzled it all with melted chocolate.

Talia felt saliva pooling in her mouth. She hoped that the dessert tasted as good as it looked.

Dayson smiled while looking at Talia whose eyes were sparkling, and he knew she was happy. He gave himself a mental thumbs up for organizing this evening. The princess treatment and delicious food managed to improve Talia’s mood, and that was all he wanted.

Just the dessert was left, and they will move to their next destination.

After dinner, Dayson planned for a relaxing walk by the river. They would hold hands and enjoy the city lights reflecting in the water, Talia will lean on him, he will whisper sweet words, and it will be perfect.

Unaware of Dayson’s thoughts, Talia inched closer to the dessert. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of charred fruits that still had a hint of liquor. It was novel.

Without any warning, Talia’s stomach churned.

After a second of hesitation, Talia dashed into the bathroom, leaving behind confused Dayson, the main chef, and his two assistants.

Dayson was right behind Talia, wondering what happened. One moment she was smiling at the dessert, and the next one she ran like the devil was chasing her.

Dayson’s insides tightened when he saw Talia hugging the toilet bowl while her dinner was coming out the same way it got in, in violent gushes.

Dayson hovered above Talia, unsure what to do. Her whole body was convulsing and if he hugged her or pulled her away, she would vomit all over the place.

“Is the Miss alright?”

Dayson whipped his head toward the door to see the main chef and his two helpers there.

Why would Talia be sick suddenly? Did they poison the food?

Considering that Talia was a werewolf, this extreme reaction could be caused only if wolfsbane was mixed in the food.

Before anyone could react, Dayson was gripping the chef’s neck, lifting him off the ground.

“What did you put in the food? Who sent you!?”

Dayson could think about a few potential culprits right away. Was it Alpha Edward? Rogues? Guardians?

So many people wanted to harm him or Talia, but how could they know that Dayson will bring Talia here? He booked this dinner only a few hours ago! Dayson called favors and paid extra to make it happen on such short notice and to keep everything secretive. For someone to set up this ambush would be improbable, but not impossible.

The chef’s legs dangled in the air. He didn’t expect to be attacked, but even if he suspected it, there would be no way for him to avoid this.

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