Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
“You are leaving me to clean up your mess?”, Maddox asked in outrage.
“Talia is upset.”, Dayson said with a straight face. “I need to comfort her. Tell Mindy and Kalina that Talia is out for the night. If they want more girl time with Talia, they can have it in the morning.”
Maddox’s lips twitched. He couldn’t believe this! Did Dayson just turn him into some messenger?
And what comforting!? Talia was fine! It was obvious that they were going to get frisky!
But then… Maddox remembered Talia’s shy behavior that hinted at the possibility that she was inexperienced in pleasures of flesh so… maybe… ah, who knows?
“WAIT!”, Maddox shouted after Dayson who was walking away with Talia in his arms. “What should I do about these two?”
“I’m sure you can think of something!”, Dayson shouted back without halting his steps.
Maddox stood frozen with his mouth half-open.
Why was Dayson treating him like a cleaning crew!?
Maddox cursed loudly. He is an Alpha, damn it!
He has people taking care of these things!
But now there were no people because he came with Mindy, and that gave him the idea…
‘Mindy! I need your help.’, Maddox called through the mind-link. ‘Come at the back of the garden, behind thuyas…’ He was giving her instructions while ignoring Mindy’s grumbling about how she was in the middle of chatting with Kalina.
If this was not such a high-profile event, Maddox would just walk away, but what if those two guys wake up and start talking nonsense?
Ah, if he knew it will end up like this, he would stay at the table instead of following after Dayson!
Unfortunately, someone probably saw him coming here, and he got implicated. What a bother…
…
“Can you keep me down?”, Talia asked Dayson with an urgent whisper when she realized that he was walking toward the party with her in his arms.
“No.”, Dayson responded with finality and Talia hid her face in the crook of his neck, hoping that she can turn invisible or at least that no one will pay attention to them.
Dayson’s destination was not their table. He took a turn into the packhouse, and Talia tried not to think about how many guests from the garden noticed them before they disappeared through the closest open French doors.
Talia tensed when she heard another wave of chatter, and she couldn’t believe that Dayson was carrying her through the event hall that was full of people.
The intense glares from various misses were burning her skin.
Talia’s face was hidden, but based on her dress, everyone knew that she was Dayson’s date.
Talia felt like crying. If Marcy and Nora came to her previously to stir trouble, after this, those two will come at Talia looking for blood.
With the clamor quieting down, Talia peeked over Dayson’s shoulder to see that they were in the hallway. “Are we really leaving the party?”
Dayson didn’t respond.
Talia stared at his face, and she smiled when she acknowledged that under that unreadable expression, Dayson was relaxed. Whatever tension was in the garden, he left it there, and her uneasiness disappeared as well.
Talia leaned on Dayson completely and enjoyed the carrying service he provided.
…
…
Dayson closed the door of their bedroom behind them before keeping Talia to stand on the ground.
“Why are we here?”, Talia voiced her thoughts. It was getting late, but it was still lively outside without signs that the party was going to end anytime soon. Was he tired? He didn’t look like it.
Dayson narrowed his eyes at Talia and stalked toward her.
Talia gulped a mouthful of air while retreating and she jolted when her back hit the door. There was nowhere to go.
Dayson put his hands against the door, trapping Talia between his arms.
“You disobeyed me, kitten.”, he said grimly.
Talia’s breath hitched. “What?”
“I told you not to wander alone, yet you did. And what did I find? You and two guys.”, Dayson reminded her. “How should I punish you?”
Talia’s eyes widened to the point of hurting and she felt heat creeping up her neck at the thought of the last punishment Dayson gave her… in the study… with his head between her legs… Why was the room running out of oxygen?
Dayson cocked an eyebrow at Talia and a sly smirk appeared at the corner of his lips.
“It’s not a punishment if you are looking forward to it.”, he drawled.
Talia closed her eyes and cursed internally. He just smelled her arousal. Why was she thinking that the punishment will be the same? What if he puts her over his knee and spanks her? Wait! Somehow, that was arousing as well. Damn it!
Talia collected her courage and looked him in the eyes. “I’m sorry, Dayson…”
“A-a-a…”, Dayson interrupted her. “I told you that I don’t want to hear your apologies.”
“But you should hear my explanation!”, Talia snapped. Why was he so unreasonable?
Dayson was amused by Talia’s spunk. She was talking back again, acting like his Luna, without realizing it.
He already planned to get the security footage and find out what exactly happened to make Talia stray on her own in the garden instead of coming to him, but he was curious to hear her version.
Dayson took half a step back, to give her more space, making sure that his palms were still touching the door, keeping her trapped between his arms.
Talia understood more space as an OK to talk.
“I was waiting for Lina and Mindy to come out of the restroom, how we agreed previously. They were stopped by some women, and it took a while. Before I knew it, Marcy and Nora were in front of me. Marcy didn’t say much. Nora did most of the talking.”
Dayson hid his anxiety behind a frown. “What did she say?”
“Uhm…” Talia hesitated for an endless second. “She said that Marcy will be your Luna.”
“She won’t…”
“I know”, Talia interrupted him. “You told me that and I believe you. Actually, when I brought up that Nora came to our room, Nora shrunk, and based on Marcy’s expression, I could guess that Marcy didn’t know about it. They didn’t recognize me, so that was good, but somehow… I was uneasy. I was anxious and angry, and I couldn’t shake off. I wanted to calm down before joining you. I didn’t think that those two men will come that way.”
“You were angry?” Dayson imagined his adorable kitten with her claws out. The mental image was super cute.
“There was no reason for my anger, but it was there. I felt the same with Cassie. She was talking and something came over me and the next thing I knew, I slapped her.” Talia looked at Dayson apprehensively. “That’s not like me. I’m not a violent person.”
An invisible lightbulb lit up above Dayson’s head.
Was that her wolf stirring?
Or what if she was channeling his emotions?