Chapter 22 – Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel

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The fabric felt just as luxurious as I remembered. I marveled at how it shined in the light but was so soft. Gina’s hands moved quickly and efficiently as she worked to make the dress lay in just the right way.

“Oh my Goddess, but doesn’t that look amazing on you.” She gasped when she had me dressed. I turned to look at myself in the full-length mirror that stood in the corner of my room. My eyes opened wide when I saw the completed dress.

Gina had tightened the bodice so that it accentuated and showcased my ample chest. The excess fabric had not been cut off but instead been cinched and decorative pleated in the back, still it was mostly hidden by the long, shimming silver cape.

She had raised the waistline, creating an empire waist. The dress then flared and flowed down and out around me. The length had not been altered either, so it had a very long train. The dress would be trailing behind me quite far as I walked. I would need to be very careful with every step.

It made me look smaller and more delicate than I usually did, but it also made me look somewhat ethereally beautiful. I felt like moonlight walking. The shining silver light of the dress reflected in my eyes making them shine as well.

I couldn’t believe how different just a dress could make me look. But it felt like I was looking at a completely different person. Someone I didn’t recognize at all.

Gina helped me out of the dress and put it in its protective bag. She hung it in one of my closets then excused herself. It seemed more real now, having the dress so close.

I was having a hard time relaxing. I knew I would have a hard time sleeping tonight as well, so I figured I should look for a book to read. Even with as many books as my Aunt had sent over, I couldn’t find anything I wanted to read. I decided to ask the guard at my door if he could take me to the house’s library. I wanted to see if there was anything there that would interest me.

“Leslie?” I called out to him and he opened the door almost immediately.

“Yes Luna?” He poked his head into the room. He was an OK guy, not as likeable as Vincent, but nice enough. He had light blond hair and pale green eyes. He was tall and lanky looking, but Vincent assured me he was a good fighter.

“Can you take me to the library? I can’t find anything in here to read.” I told him. He looked at the small library I had in my room.

“Sure thing, Luna.” He answered with a smile and a nod.

He led me down to the second floor to where the library was. It was a lot bigger than I was expecting. The room was massive, and every wall was covered in floor to ceiling bookshelves. It was like my own personal heaven, as long as it had some books I would be interested in.

I perused the shelves looking at what the room had to offer. There was some of everything it seemed. Like it was a collection gathered by many different people over many, many years.

Finally, I found something that would satisfy my need to read. It was a collection of classic short stories. I hadn’t seen it in years and was delighted for the chance to read it again.

I sat on the sofa near the window, tucking my feet up under me and curling into a ball in the corner of the seat. I cracked the book open and began to read.

I sat there reading peacefully in silence. I don’t know how long I was there. I must have fallen asleep at some point. I started having a very strange dream.

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Riviana

In my dream, Joaquin was there, standing before me. He was being nice to me for once, which was how I knew it was a dream. His scent was filling my nose and my mind, making my body melt. I could feel him embracing me in a sweet gentle hug.

“You sure are a handful.” He whispered with his arms wrapped around me. He had a sweet gentle smile on his face. It was hard to visualize because I had never seen the look on him before, so his face kept going fuzzy. Nothing else seemed to happen, and the dream ended shortly after that.

I woke to the sound of the alarm blaring on my cell phone, where it was lying on my nightstand. Somehow, I had gotten back to my room. I was confused and disoriented. I didn’t remember going back to my room. I started to wonder if that was really a dream last night, or did Joaquin really carry me to my room?

No, he would never do something like that. The most likely scenario was either Leslie carried me back or he woke me up enough to make me walk back but not enough for me to wake up and remember it.

I looked down and saw I was still wearing the same clothes as the night before. Well, that’s actually comforting. I thought. I didn’t want someone changing me in my sleep.

I washed my face and got dressed for the day. I wouldn’t be showering until I got ready for the gathering, no need to shower twice in one day. Vincent came by shortly after I was ready for the day to take me down for breakfast, he must have been on morning duty today.

The only thing I was looking forward to about tonight, was not being under house arrest anymore. I would be allowed to roam about freely without Joaquin being afraid I was going to run away again.

It was pointless anyway. I could feel the pull of fate. I could tell I was meant to be with him. The universe was pushing us together. And that draw for each other would only get stronger. So why should I bother fighting?

Sure, I might not love him right now. But I probably would, sometime soon. That’s how mate bonds worked. It’s what we were all taught growing up. Your mate is like your other half. Without them you feel incomplete. You will feel drawn to them. Once you meet them fate will push you together at all costs.

I’m sure it was only a matter of time for us too. Things were just so new. And there had been my bad decisions in the beginning. If I hadn’t tried to run away, maybe we would have spent this week getting to know each other instead of me being trapped in my room.

Oh well, live and learn, right? We will make up for lost time. Once I’m marked and I can move about the house freely, I will see him more often and we should be able to talk more. I’m sure we will get along.

During my mental ramblings we had made it down to the kitchen, it was time for me to have breakfast with Joaquin. Things were marginally better than the first day. We hadn’t argued or snapped at each other like we did at the first breakfast together. Mostly they were silent though.

We were eating in silence alone in the room again and working our way through French toast, bacon, and eggs. Abigail had learned how much I could eat and had stopped over filling my plates, which was good, I hated to waste the delicious food she had made.

We were nearly done eating when I heard him clear his throat to get my attention. I looked up to see him staring at me for once. My eyes locked onto his and held them. Looking into them I was able to feel just how strong the pull of the mate bond could be, when I was around him it was like I lost a bit of control over my rational mind.

Staring into his eyes was like falling into a deep warm pool. But if you weren’t careful, that pool could be filled with fire or acid. Right now, he seemed to be trying for a relaxing mood, so the rich honey color felt inviting.

“I have a meeting after breakfast with the Elders, about tonight, they would like you to be there.” He told me, his deep, smooth voice washing over me. I almost didn’t catch what he wanted from me, finally my brain clicked.

“Alright.” I answered, a little slow. He seemed almost annoyed at my response but said nothing. Once we were finished, I followed him to his office, moving silently behind him.

We had not been in the office for more than two minutes when there was a knock on the door.

“Alpha, the Elders are here.” Well, he sure knows how to time things down to a T. I thought to myself. I was sitting in the same seat as before. Joaquin was sitting at his desk unlike last time. Noah escorted the five old men into the room and then stood at attention behind Joaquin.

If we were living in feudal times, my cousin would be called an attendant instead of an assistant. I just hope he didn’t perform all the same jobs that they did in feudal times. I had to fight not to smile at the idea that had popped into my head.

Joaquin and the Elders were discussing how tonight was going to progress. I was to get ready before sundown. The ceremony would not happen until it was full dark, but I had to be in the forest before the others. I would be waiting in the trees with my escort guards, Vincent and Leslie, while I waited for Joaquin to explain why the meeting had been called.

When the time came, Joaquin would come to me. He would then guide me to stand atop the stone that served as the podium and stage for gatherings in the Lunar clearing.

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