The Alpha's Rogue

Chapter Twenty-nine

The past few days had flown by, I'd gotten to know each and every member of my pack one on one. I had met all of their lovely faces, learned about themselves and their mates and families of their own. I learned about how things in this pack run, which was rather different to how Michael ran his pack as everyone here didn't stick to a schedule- they put in all the required hours for their training when they had a chance to, otherwise they spent their time doing work around pack grounds, though they didn't have a roster or an order in which things got done things seemed to run pretty smoothly. 

I had spent some time in the training grounds, just observing how skilled my pack members were, and I was sad to see they weren't being trained to the full extent. Sure, they definitely did have some skills, their one on one fights always came out with a winner, but their foot work was sloppy, they didn't use any guards at all, and they seemed pretty unsure of themselves. I had put it down to me being there watching them at first, until I had observed another group training in the exact same manor as I watched from a window in the pack house.

I had slowly started to get use to having a mindlink again, my pack members were now constantly talking to me, checking in with me, even saying a quick hello to me. It was nice to feel a sense of belonging again, to have so many people around me not wanting to kill me. 

Michael had been set up in a spare office, doing some pack work of his own that couldn't be done but anyone but him. He would come for walks with me whenever I made my rounds around the pack grounds. He was very considerate and never once over  stepped his bounds by telling me when a pack member was doing something he didn't agree with, though I could tell by the way his jaw would clench when he watched training slipups or gaps in the perimeter. Michael understood that this was my pack, and not yet his too. We hadn't talked to the rest of the pack yet, I was waiting for tonight when we were to have a big joint celebration- Alroy said it was to welcome me back now that I was settled in properly-. Michael has however been helping me with the overflow of paperwork I had found stacked up on Luka's old desk which seemed to have been neglected for at least eight months, which is apparently when he had started to spiral more. These past few days, Michael has really been a gift from the Goddess, he was there when I needed him and also gave me the right amount of space to get my head around everything.

I am currently sitting upstairs, in mine and Michael's room, at the end of the bed. The party isn't for another hour but I got a little excited and got ready early. I'm wearing a bronze silk dress that goes down to my mid calf's, a pair of black ankle boots, and a black denim jacket. My hair was up in a messy bun with a few curls left down to frame my face, I'd also applied a very light layer of makeup so I didn't look completely 2D

"Little wolf?" Michael's voice called out from the hallway as he lightly knocked on the bedroom door. A second later he entered the room and his eyes landed on me. "Wow." He breathed out from the doorway.

I get to my feet and walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck as I pull him into a hug. "Hey." I reply simply.

"You look..." Michael pulls away and his eyes slowly trail my body before coming back up gaze into my eyes. "Incredible." He sounds out of breathe with just this one word. His tongue darts out and drags across his bottom lip.

I smirk at his reaction. "Glad you think so." I pause and drop my voice to barely above a whisper as I lean in closer to him. "But if you think I look good now, you would love what I have on underneath this dress."

I watch as Michael swallows harshly, his adams apple bobbing down and then back up. His eyes grow dark with lust. "Maybe we should just skip this party and get straight into desert." He suggests, his voice low and husky.

A chuckle escapes my lips, loving the effect I have on the big bad Alpha. "Sorry handsome, but you know that tonight is very important." I tap my palm against his chest lightly.

"Mmm, I bet you taste as incredible as you look." He mutters, as if he hasn't heard me.

Michael and I are still yet to do anything more physical, we haven't even mated yet.  Though he is being patient with me, I can tell how hot and bothered he is when I'm around. I love having this effect on him, being able to tease him until he has to control his wolf not to take over. But I also feel a little guilty for making him wait so long, but that will be changing very soon. I wasn't lying when I said he would love what I was wearing underneath my dress better than the dress itself, considering I wasn't wearing anything at all under it. I had felt ready to take the next step with Michael for a while now, heck I wanted to mate with him and fuck him since I found out he was my mate, and that want only got stronger after Luka died and I found out I was really safe now and didn't have to run anymore. So I figured why not do it tonight after the party? Get him extra hot and bothered before hand so I knew he would be on the cusp of control all night until we get back here and I reveal my true plans for the rest of the night. Just the sheer though of Michael losing control on me had my core burning, I could already feel moisture building up between my lip- the ones a little south of the boarder.

I raise myself up on my tip toes and places a lingering kiss on his lips before pulling away from him entirely and walked over towards the window that overlooked the training grounds, my hips swaying a little extra than necessary to get the point across. "You should go get ready, Mike, we don't want to be late to our own party."

A small growl escaped his chest. "We are never late, everyone else is simply early." His feet were audible against the wooden floor as he stomped his way over to me, his hands grabbing a hold of my hips as he pressed himself as well as his very hard member flush against the back of my body. "Besides." He whispered, his lips pressed against my ear. "I can smell your arousel right now, little wolf."

A feverish shiver covered my body as I did my best not to react to his words, which had sent even more heat to my core.

Sparks erupted through my skin as one of his hands reached down to the hem of my dress, trailing up my leg until his fingers came into direct contact with my moist lips, causing me to let out a small moan at this new sensation that pulsated through me. "Oh." He said deep and low. Another small growl came from his lips as his finger left my center and he spun me around to face him. "You're not wearing anything under that." His eyes were black voids, his wolf was in control.

"I know." I smirked at him.

Michael's head dipped down, his lips crashing into mine with such power I would have fallen on my ass had he not been holding me firmly against him. I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him even closer into the kiss. I nibbled at his bottom lip which earnt me a low growl. I moaned against him the longer we kissed. Michael took this as his opportunity for his tongue to dart into my mouth and caress my own.

I placed both my palms flat against his chest as I pushed myself out of his embrace, and out of the kiss. "You need to go get ready." I breathe out, trying to catch my breath.

"Amelia." He growled out, trying to pull me back into his hold.

"Michael." I growled back at him as I stood my ground.

Michael's face hardened as he grew a determined glint in his eye. "We have plenty of time, just a little longer little wolf."

I shook my head, grabbing his wrist which wore a watch and glanced at the watch before grabbing his arm. "We have twenty minutes now, go get ready." I tell him sternly.

"One more kiss?" He pouted at me.

I chuckled and gave him the smallest peck before side stepping him and made a beeline for the closet where Michael had hung his suits. "Which one, are you going to wear?" I ask as I start shuffling through the hangers.

"You're going to be the death of me, little wolf." The groans as he follows after me.

I smile up at him innocently. "Oh trust me, what I have instore for you will definitely be heavenly." A flirty wink follows my comment. I hoped it was true, though in reality I actually had no fucking clue what I was doing, so tonight could be a complete disaster for all I know. But I didn't let my true innocence show, I kept my strong front up.

Michael groans as his head rolls back. "Are you sure you don't just want to skip this party and get straight into the good stuff?"

I chuckle. "Nice try, now go get ready." I hand him one of his black suits with a white button down, pushing him in the direction of the bathroom to shower and change. "Me and my arousel will meet you downstairs." I turn and walk away quickly before he got the chance to take me then and there.