The Female Alpha You Can't Tame

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 Ti Avrò Stasera

"Goddess I feel bad for him." I whisper thinking how embarrassing this was. Wolves are often free with an open display of affection but I am not used to it and by the looks of it so is Giovanni.

"He will get used to it when he finds his female." Deimos replies. My eyes widen to all the females huddled together watching Deimos and I. Some older females are covering the eyes of the blushing juveniles and unmated ones.

"Oh, goddess." I say my blush deepening. We put on quite the show.

I flinch when Deimos bends down and whispers in my ear, "Well at least now they all know whom I belong to." He finishes with a bite to my right cheek. I don’t look back at the staring females as my cheeks burn into flames.

I follow Deimos back to the packhouse and into Giovanni’s office. Gia is on the fur mat gnawing on a plush toy. I slowly kneel on the floor and crawl toward her ready to pounce. She senses me and turns around swiftly making me stop half way.

My eyes widen with surprise. Pups don’t have proper senses at this age but it seems like Gianna is a special case. Giggling she shakes her plush toy back and forth, her small hands trying to wave at me.

I chuckle sitting on the floor and she crawls and snuggles next to me. My hands slide through her soft black hair as she whines and shifts up to my lap. "Warm?" I ask her softly. I feel the hot gaze of Deimos on my back yet I pay him no heed.

Giovanni clears his throat as I look up at him. "Alpha Deimos and Luna Lumina, my pack wishes to hold a formal get together tonight as a welcome, and a thank you for you both." He says as I smile softly.

"There is no need for that. If they want to thank us tell them to train harder and pract-" Deimos says as I cut him off.

"That sounds wonderful. It will be our pleasure to attend won’t it, Deimos?" I ask him my eyes on the little pup in my lap playing with the buttons on my shirt.

Deimos clears his throat and nods eyes on the floor. Giovanni looks back and forth from Deimos to me eyes wide while I choose to inform him about something. "The females are doing well. There are a few who do not wish to be trained like Mia. But I will train them differently. Remember this Giovanni, your females will be the ones to protect this pack." I say.

Giovanni bows and whispers, "Thank you, Luna." His voice soft and eyes grateful.

"The males are doing good as well. Ragon informed me that your warriors are growing more ruthless and tougher. Every wolf seems to be doing good except for you Giovanni." Deimos says voice cold and stern yet I know he only means the best.

Giovanni clenches his jaw and looks down on the floor while his hands shake. "I apologize." He whispers.

"I don’t want your apology. I want you to tell me you can and will work harder. I am being as patient as I can with you. You are to be an Alpha and I will not be patient anymore with you. Do you understand me?" Deimos asks.

Giovanni nods and responds with, "Yes, I understand."

And so time flies. Deimos reprimanding and teaching Giovanni while I sit on the floor playing with Gia making sure she’s taken care of. Halfway through the lesson, Gia begins to fuss and bawls taking Giovanni’s attention. He looks at his watch frowning and looks back at Gia apologetically. "It’s time to feed her, I am late. Mi dispiace, Gia."

"All right, then the class is over. Tomorrow we will have physical training. Be on time." Deimos says removing his glasses as Giovanni nods.

"We will see you both at the get together." He says taking Gia from my arms and walking out the door.

"Formal he said. I did not bring a suit. This is unnecessary." Deimos says running his hands through his hair frustrated.

"I am pretty sure that can be handled. Inform Ragon, he will fix up something for you." I tell him as he sighs deeply picking up his phone from the side table immediately calling Ragon.

"Get me a suit. Color? Any damn color is fine! What? For fuck’s sake, I don’t care." Deimos reasons with the excited Ragon.

Moving closer to where he is seated I bang my palm next to his head upon the sofa getting Deimos’s attention as he looks up at me surprised. Bending down to his level I whisper into his ear, "I will wear red for you." I finish, my teeth sinking into my lower lip.

His adam apple bobs as he gulps. I hear Ragon calling out to Deimos through the phone but I have his entire attention. He fists his hand clenching it tightly as his eyes scan my body from head to toe probably imagining his favorite color on me again.

"Lumina." He whispers. His voice strained while his shaking hand moves to touch my flesh. I swiftly evade his touch surprising him.

"I will see you tonight, my male." I say with a smirk whilst flipping my hair walking out the door.

"Lumina!" I hear my male call out; his voice filled with need before the door shuts with a loud bang.

Standing next to Elriam I sigh deeply looking at the blood-red dress laid out neatly on the white chair in front of me. "Yes?" She asks me

"No." I reply.

"Yes!" She encourages

"Definitely no." I stop her my tone stern.

"He will like it." She whispers with a teasing smile eyeing my reaction from the side. My eyes scan over the dress once more. Yes, it is revealing for my taste possessing lace, side straps, and breast pads but it will make my male lose control which is exactly what I want.

"Accepted." I reply with a nod as she smiles. "And may I ask what you are wearing?" I ask her while removing my dirty clothes getting in the shower.

"A black suit." It is the last I hear after the sound of water takes over my senses.

Time seems to run with me trying to stay calm and composed as Elriam dresses me up like a doll. She is pretty good at it even though she has no prior experience so I let her have her fun with me. We finish up on time and head towards the ballroom.

The place is already energetic, filled with laughter and music.

"I hope this suits your taste. It’s an honor to be your host." Giovanni says taking my attention. I stare at him for a while as he starts to shuffle around uncomfortably with the weight of my gaze.

"You don’t have to be formal when it’s just us. And I love it. Thank you." I reply as he blushes softly and leaves with a bow. I begin to walk and look around at the wolves gathered but stop mid-step.

My body senses it before my eyes do. The rush of heat envelopes me as electricity floods into my nerves and a tingle shakes my spine. I meet it head-on, the heated gaze of my male. My eyes find him across the room and look deep into his as he stands in a suit that matches the color of his eyes.

His palms clenched, knuckles submerging into the side rail of the pool table. He watches as a predator would to its prey. Licking his lips his deep eyes scan me from the tips of my hair to my bare legs clad in high heels. The dress worked its spell on him.

I do not make a move. The tension between us gives birth to electrifying sparks. A storm brews beneath those eyes. I gasp when I finally understand the look he gives me. It’s not one of need nor want. It’s of hunger along with a hint of a promise. My male has been starved. He is hungry and he will eat.

A soft whimper leaves my lips as I clench my thighs to hide my dripping core. My wetness pools through my soaking panties. His eyes notice the movement. His lips curve up illuminating his fangs. He wants a taste. I have satisfied him. He likes what his eyes have captured.

My body begins to shiver and legs shake with the weight of his hunger he instills upon me. I cannot handle it. He has been waiting for me to arrive, I can sense it. He takes a sip of whiskey never taking his eyes off me while his tongue circles the rim of the cup.

My teeth sink into my lower lip, my mouth salivating. I too am starved and wish to eat. I wish to eat what he would give me from his body. I want it to roll down my chin on all over my chest. And finally, he would feed it to my weeping core.

The room grows hotter and I begin to sweat. My thighs tightly clenched, my core waiting for his fingers. I wait for him to come to me. And so he does. Placing the now empty glass on the table he strides towards me. Steps soft but eyes fierce.

The wolves blocking his way to me whimper and bow moving away from the weight of his pheromones that strikes through to get to me. I push my back further into the wall nails digging into the lace of my dress. He stops a few inches from me.

"Come." His voice calls out to me urging me to fill the little space he put between us. One word filled with dominance and I tremble.

With shaking legs I fill the space like a pup who is just learning to walk. Reaching him, scorching heat leaks out in waves burning my body. I do not say a word. Holding my jaw he raises my face in one pull to look at him.

"Your small tease this afternoon pushed me off the edge I was barely standing on." He says, voice deep and husky.

"What?" It is all my mouth can utter.

His finger slides down my cheek while his thumb slides across my lips slowly. "I am at my limit, Lumina." He whispers.

His fingers slide down to wrap around my neck. Clutching it in a harsh grasp. I moan with need pushing my hips against his. I feel his hard cock straining in his pants. He grunts when our hips meet, his eyes watching the movement of our bodies.

Grasping my neck tighter he brings my face closer to his. Looking into my eyes whilst licking his lips, my male groans with a burning need,

"Ti avrò stasera."