Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
“I am.”, he confirmed. “But, are you sure you want my help?”
“Is some payment required?”, Talia guessed.
Gideon waved his hand, indicating how that’s not the case. “Not many come to me, at least not openly.”
Talia didn’t get it. Shouldn’t a Shaman be one of the core people in the pack? “Why?”
“Some time ago, I had a… conflict with the current Alpha. Since then, people are avoiding me.”
Talia pressed her lips into a line while thinking about what to do with that information.
“Your conflict with Dayson has nothing to do with me. I need help and the only question is if you are willing to help me.”
Gideon was surprised that Talia addressed Dayson without his title. He liked Talia’s spirit. “Alright. What’s the problem with your wolf?”
“Until several years back, I could feel her but then… I couldn’t. At that time, I thought that she disappeared for good, but then Doctor Travis told me that my sight and vision are above what humans have and that my wolf is still inside me. Doctor Travis said that there is a chance to get my wolf back. I should eat well and exercise to improve my body, and also take care of my mental health and since you are an expert in spiritual stuff…”
“Is that why you trespassed in my garden?”, Gideon interrupted her.
“No, no”, Talia said with haste. “That was an accident. I wanted to find a way to contact you and schedule an appointment, but since I already wandered in your garden, I thought that it’s OK to talk about my… issue. Is it OK?”
Gideon nodded faintly. “The Moon Goddess is guiding her children to find what they need.”
Talia had no idea what he was talking about, but she agreed earnestly. Anything was better than the version where Talia sneaked into his garden with an ulterior motive.
Gideon made a thoughtful face. He could tell right away that Talia was not a member of the Shadow Fang pack, and she smelled like a werewolf, but he didn’t know that she can’t reach her wolf.
“Wolves are spiritual beings, and their presence can diminish when the body is weak or when the mind is.”
“I am exercising and eating well…”
Gideon shook his head in disagreement. “I found you in my garden and you were hungry. How is that eating well?”
Talia pursed her lips. “That was just today. Besides, until a few weeks ago, I would go the whole day and sometimes two days without food.” She saw Gideon frowning and she didn’t want to continue talking about her past. “Can you tell me more about a weak mind? How do I know if I’m a weak-minded person? How do I fix it?”
“Not necessarily weak-minded.”, he said. Talia was looking at him straight into eyes and that was not a trait of someone who doesn’t have a strong will. She was definitely not an Omega.
“Think of it as… suppressed. When a werewolf suppresses his or her nature, it is our wolf who takes the burn of it. Is there something you really want, yet you are denying yourself?”
Talia’s brows came together. Something she really wants? She wants to be Cinderella and that Dayson is her prince and that the two of them can have their happily ever after, but that is just romantic gibberish that will never come true so it can’t be it. Besides, her wolf was gone years before she met the moody Alpha so…
‘BAM! … CRASH!’
Both Talia and Gideon jumped on their feet when the front door of Gideon’s house was slammed open out of its hinges and it crashed on the floor, raising a small cloud of dust around it.
Talia gaped at Dayson who was standing at the door while spreading an icy aura all around him.
Dayson made a step toward the duo and Gideon stood in front of Talia defensively.
Gideon had no idea why Dayson was in his house, but it was obvious that Dayson was angry, and Gideon didn’t want Talia to take the burn of Dayson’s anger.
Seeing that Gideon was blocking Talia from him, Dayson’s fury flared.
“You want to take her away from me?”, Dayson growled.
Without thinking, Talia moved to stand in front of Gideon.
“He is not taking anyone. I came here, and he was nice enough to…”
“Nice!?”, Dayson squeezed through his teeth. “Tell me… why do every time you leave my sight I find you with some guys sticking to you?”
“No one is sticking to me.”, Talia said bravely, fueled by her indignation. Why did Dayson barge in here and act like he owns the place? And he broke the door!
“If you use your eyes instead of your ego, you will see the situation for what it is. Be reasonable and… AAAHHH!” Talia screamed when Dayson grabbed her and hoisted her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
She wiggled and punched his back and then…
‘SLAP!’
“Awww…”, Talia cried when Dayson smacked her butt.
She wanted to protest, but the stinging pain radiated and morphed into arousal and Talia silently cursed herself for enjoying being manhandled by Dayson.
Dayson narrowed his eyes at Gideon before grabbing Talia’s purse and walking out without a word.
Gideon stared at the hole where his door used to stand, and he was processing events from the last minute which confirmed that Talia is not a simple person. Not only because Alpha Dayson came personally for her, or because he was possessive, but because she stood in front of the Alpha and talked back without flinching under Alpha’s aura that made Gideon break into a cold sweat.
“Let me down!”, Talia protested only to be met with Dayson’s silence in response as he carried her through the forest over his shoulder like she was a sack of potatoes with her head sticking to his muscular back.
Talia wanted to push herself away from Dayson’s back, but her arms ran out of strength five minutes ago and she wondered, how can he walk while carrying her like she weighs nothing? But then Dayson was an impressive bundle of muscles that smelled of the forest and the dark chocolate and Talia told herself to snap out of it. This was not the time to succumb to Dayson’s charms!
“You can’t do this!”, Talia hissed and started wiggling.
‘SLAP!’
After the slap, Dayson’s hand lingered a bit on her behind and Talia bit her lip, refusing to let him know that it hurt or that she wanted him to keep that hand there a bit longer.
Talia took a few deep breaths to calm down and then she spoke, “Come on, Dayson. Let me down. I can walk.”
Silence.
“Are you going to ignore me!?” Talia punched his back.
“Aww…”, she cried softly because her hand hurt now. How can a man be so hard?
“This is ridiculous! Let me go!”
She started wiggling her legs again.
‘SLAP!’
Why was his hand still on her butt? Did he just give her a squeeze? And why did she like it, damn it!?
Talia plopped limply against him and started sobbing silently. More from frustration than from pain.
When did her brain get rewired and she was enjoying this barbaric treatment? Did she develop masochistic tendencies?