Chapter 812 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

“What about Zina?” Owen asked.

Owen was looking forward to some alone time with his fiery Goddess. At the same time, he was dreading that alone time. What if he messes it up?

George saw many guys ruining what could be a harmonious mate relationship. He didn’t care about those before meeting Dawn, but she showed him that females have a voice and are capable and that he shouldn’t force his will without considering what she wants.

Zina was Dawn’s best friend and George remembered Dayson’s warnings when his bond with Dawn was fresh. At that time, George thought that Dayson was unreasonable, but later George confirmed that Dayson was right.

With that in mind, George thought of giving advice to Owen.

“Zina comes from the Shadow Fang pack. There, females are equal to males. When your mate stands in front of you, it doesn’t matter if she is an Omega or Alpha’s daughter. As your mate, she is your other half. Mistreating her is mistreating yourself. Do you understand?”

Nope. Owen didn’t understand. “What are you getting at?”

“I want you to respect Zina’s wishes. Respect her boundaries. I know that the pull of the bond is urging you to get closer, but don’t force it. If she is not comfortable, give her time.”

“Is that what you did with Dawn?”

George didn’t want to talk about Marcy, but there were things he could say. “Dawn is my second chance mate, and she knew it. I needed to convince her and myself that I will be a good mate. Don’t assume that Zina can read your mind. She can feel your emotions, but without context, it’s just confusing. If you want something, tell her.”

OK. This part made sense. Owen had to ask, “And you are telling me this because…?”

“Because Zina is Dawn’s best friend. If you make Zina sad, Dawn won’t get off my case. I push through each day because Dawn is at the end of it waiting for me. If she is not happy, my happy will be spoiled also. Don’t mess up, or I will mess you up.”

This time, Owen was confident that George was serious.

“I will do my best. But…”

“But?”

“How do I know I’m doing the right thing?”

George thought for a moment before responding, “Listen to Zina and listen to your wolf. In that order.”

Dawn peeked to check if George and Owen were done talking.

George and Dawn lingered on the landing of the second floor, waiting for Zina and Owen to say their goodnight because Zina’s and Owen’s rooms were in opposite directions.

Zina glanced at George and Dawn and then she turned to Owen.

“I feel like a teen on my first date and my parents are watching.”

Owen’s eyebrows came together in a frown. “You had your first date as a teen?”

“Not really. But I saw that in movies,” Zina said quickly. Was he disapproving because she mentioned early dating, or because werewolves don’t date?

Owen’s expression relaxed. “So… what happens next in movies?”

Zina’s eyes darted to Owen’s lips, and she realized that her mouth went dry. Will she chicken out now? She was a grown woman, for crying out loud! But why was Owen not making a move? Surely, he kissed girls before… or did he?

“Owen,” Zina called. “Do you want me to initiate our first kiss?”

Yes! No, no! Owen was glad that Zina couldn’t read his mind because she would see them naked right there in that hallway with her pinned against the wall and him ramming himself inside her.

Owen swallowed hard. Did Zina ask something? Yes, about a kiss… “How about we do it together?”

Zina puckered her lips and closed her eyes, and she got on her toes while Owen leaned lower… and Zina frowned when she felt some weird texture.

Zina’s eyes snapped open, and she couldn’t believe that she was kissing Dawn’s hand.

“Dawn!” Zina shouted in protest.

“Sorry, Zi. If you start kissing, you won’t be able to stop,” Dawn said. “Say goodnight and let’s go.”

“I don’t want to say goodnight!” Zina whined.

When Dawn and Zina talked outside the study, Dawn told Zina that it would be for the best for Zina and Owen to spend the night apart and use that time to think about their situation and potential solutions. It would also remove the possibility of Owen marking Zina before they were ready. A mark on Zina’s neck would be a bad thing at tomorrow’s party.

At that time, Zina thought how Dawn made sense and she agreed, and also, Zina didn’t want to prolong the conversation and her time apart from Owen. Yes, Zina agreed to spend her night alone, but now that it came to executing it, Zina realized how she didn’t want to do it.

Zina didn’t want to part with Owen. Period!

Dawn grabbed Zina’s arm. “See you in the morning, Owen. You know where your room is. Don’t try anything funny, we have cameras around the villa and in the hallways!”

Owen watched helplessly as Dawn dragged Zina away and he could see Zina looking at him with longing.

Owen released a long breath and looked up. There it was. A camera. Dawn was not lying.

The most frustrating thing was that George was standing there with his hands behind his back, and he didn’t object to Dawn dragging Zina away! Now what?

Owen turned around and dragged his legs to his room. It was the room where Zina tended to his wounds.

He sat on the bed and buried his face into the comforter where Zina was sitting previously. Her scent of chamomile still lingered there.

Why did he allow Dawn to drag Zina away!? If he stood up for himself and his mate, now he would be hugging his chamomile-infused fiery Goddess instead of fisting the comforter. Damn it!

“Why are you treating me like a child?” Zina hissed at Dawn when Dawn closed the door behind them.

“Didn’t we agree to this?”

“I changed my mind,” Zina snapped. “You know how long I was waiting for my mate.” Longer than Dawn because Zina was older!

Zina didn’t think much about being unmated before, but in the last few months, Zina got to see all of her friends finding their mates, Dawn included. Zina was lonely and she wondered if the Moon Goddess was punishing her for something, and now that she finally found her other half, Dawn wanted her to stay away?

“I know what you are going through,” Dawn said. “But I also know that the situation is messy. Can you trust me on this, Zi?”

“You are keeping me away from my mate and I should go with it because you asked me to? What kind of logic is that?”

“Don’t do it for me. Do it for yourself,” Dawn said. “Owen won’t think about what’s best for you because he doesn’t know better than this. He probably considers keeping you here and hiding you under a blanket. Will you be OK stuck here waiting for Owen until he can give you a few hours of his day? How long will that last? Even if you go with Cornelia to the Shadow Fang pack, that’s only a temporary solution. Let him work for it, Zi. Don’t you want to see if Owen is committed to being with you?”

“How will I find out anything if we are separated?”

“If he can’t figure out a way around a few obstacles, he won’t stand up for you when it counts. The relationship doesn’t work because of the bond. It works because mates are fighting for each other no matter who the enemy is. Let him fight for you.”

Zina paused. “You are testing him?”

Dawn smiled a little. “You should be the one testing him, but I know that due to the mate bond, the only thing on your mind is sex with the guy who came out of nowhere in a crowded market to defend you while shouting how you are his woman.”

Zina was not sure if she should bicker or agree with Dawn because Dawn was right, but it didn’t sound right either. Why did she need to stay away from Owen? Why can’t they figure out things together?

Dawn gave Zina a hug, wished her a good night, and left with, “Don’t you dare go to his room, Zi. We have cameras everywhere. If you step out of this room, I will know about it.”

Zina glared at the closed door for a long time before plopping on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

After hearing Dawn’s full explanation, Zina feel a bit better, but she really wanted that goodnight kiss, damn it!

And what if Owen doesn’t fight for her? What if he stays in his room and submits to George, and later to Alpha Edward? Would she want to be with a guy who would bow in front of obstacles? Did she have the right to expect Owen to put himself in danger for her?

Zina hoped that Owen would appear at the door and then Zina would jump on him, just how Dawn jumped on George when he came home that evening.

…

Minutes trickled away and Owen realized that he won’t be able to sleep. His wolf was restless, urging him to seek mate. But George told him to stay put and… Owen sat up abruptly.

George didn’t tell him to stay away from Zina. He told him to listen to Zina and to his wolf, and how Owen saw this, Zina wanted to be with him, and his wolf wanted the same.

The only problems were the cameras and not alerting George and Dawn. How can he get to Zina without being noticed?

Owen’s sight moved to the window, and he got an idea.

No matter how many security cameras George had, he wouldn’t have them pointing at the building. Owen gave himself a mental pat on the back. It was brilliant!

One minute later…

Owen gripped the windowsill while inching stealthily along the fa?ade of George’s villa, moving from one window to another and listening to the smallest sounds. He sniffed the air to confirm if his chamomile-infused mate was there. With any luck, the light will be on, and he could see her clearly.

He didn’t know on what side of the building Zina’s room was, but he was determined to keep circling and peeking in until he finds her. As long as he didn’t bump into George and Dawn, it will be fine.

Owen was a few windows in when he heard shuffling in the room. He put his ear close to the window, careful that his head is not creating a shadow when…

“Oh, James…”

Owen recoiled when he realized that was Cornelia and the low growl was definitely from James! How did he forget about those two? It was obvious James and Cornelia were going at it and that made Owen a super-peeper!

Forget about George! If James catches him dangling off that window, Owen was dead meat!

Owen’s only concern was to get as far as possible from that window. How many windows per room? Two? Three? Owen jumped to the next one, and the next one, and his stomach tightened when someone grabbed his wrist and yanked him inside.

What the hell!?

As an experienced warrior, Owen immediately rolled into a crouch and was about to jump on his attacker when he realized that the room he found himself in was infused with chamomile.

Zina quickly closed the window and turned to face Owen. She was sitting in the dimly lit room, hoping that Owen will come to the door. She didn’t expect him to come through the window, but the moment she heard some noise there, she knew it was him. She opened the window and hoisted him inside and here they were. Alone. Finally.

“You came,” she said.

“I did,” Owen responded while getting up.

“Why?”

“Don’t you want me to be here?”

Of course, she did! “What will we do if George or Dawn catch you here?”

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