please accept me DRAGON X WOLF

Part 15 'so cute mate'

I stare down at the food on my plate, quickly forgetting the nice taste on the tip of my tongue. Crest brought this to my attention, entrusting me to sort this out. My eyes sweep the area, scanning the wolves stuffing their faces.

It would be too much of a coincidence if everyone started having heart attacks, meaning, this was directed at Krel. They couldn't have been able to predict what he'd choose, let alone the slice. I watch as some wolves swallow their piece of lasagna whole. None seem to be avoiding it, meaning the plate or utensil was poisoned.

The fork still in my hand seems to glare back at me for underestimating it. Yes, because this would be a much more direct and unavoidable approach that harms no one else besides the intended target.

I hold in a sigh seeing as each suspect is a highly trained assassin who is a professional at covering their tracks. Which leaves me with finding motive, and then bashing their heads into a wall. Wait.. 'Crest your macho thoughts are affecting mine. No maiming anyone, okay?'

It won't take too long to find the offender. Smugly, I continue to eat the lasagna with the tainted fork. Crest is ignoring me again. I scoop a serving of assorted berries onto my plate and eat them one by one, thoroughly enjoying myself. I'm sure Crest is busy with feeling out for suspicious essences among the wolves at the moment.

Completely on accident, I lock eyes with the Beta I strangled. I nod to myself at how he seems to be more put together than earlier. Finding no one is saying anything, and even after the meal is over they continue to stare, I speak out, "I see you wolves have questions, go ahead and ask them."

Hesitantly, one of the wolves at the far end of the table raises their hand. I recognize him to be one of the annoying few who engaged me at the club. I nod slightly, giving him permission to speak. Finding he didn't notice, with a sigh, I say, "What is your question?" In the loud obnoxious voice I remember, he asks, "What is your relationship with Alpha Krel?" His question instantly has Krel tensed up, squeezing me even tighter, if that's possible. With my free hand, I rub soothing circles on his arm.

There can't be any uncertainty or pausing. "I am your Alphas Mate." Everyone gasps at my reply. The room falls into a silence. I'm assuming they're mind linking each other. Another wolf raises their hand. My nod goes noticed this time. The wolf goes ahead and asks her question. "Which pack are you from?"

Keeping my face neutral, I answer back, "Personal information will not be disclosed. Anymore questions?" Everyone stayed quiet, showing slightly grieved faces. Ah this is amazing. The little pups are back on their leash, and know they can't act out anymore. I hum happily to myself.

Raising my glass, with a sharp edge I teasingly say, "What, no wine for the guest?" My eyes stare darkly into the Betas eyes. With a look of disbelief, he scoots his chair back and takes my glass giving a, "Yes Luna." under his breath. He then disappears in another direction.

Happily I take in the wolves shocked and confused faces. It must greatly surprise them that I have the Beta do my bidding, the work of an attendant. Moments later the Beta appears again, he gently places my glass of red wine in front of me.

I swirl it, admiring the color. The aroma tickles my nose as I take a sip. Everyone watches closely,  waiting for something to give away anything. As I lower the glass from my lips, I don't let my eyes wander from the cup. I voice out, "Nineteen-eighty-six is an excellent year for wine due to its intense and rich flavors. Someone knows their wine."

The table stares in disbelief, undoubtedly they were wondering who the hell I am. Pleased, I take another small sip, letting it sit on my tongue before promptly swallowing. I turn my head slightly to Krel who is still nestled in my neck. "Alpha Krel, would you like some wine?" I said his title so the others might start building their respects for him.

Realizing why I said Alpha when we were on first name basis, he responds after lifting his head so his voice isn't muffled. Softly he says, "I wouldn't take your wine away from you Luna. Is there anything else you would like?"

His response is cute. One thing I've learned about wolves, is that they like leadership, no, need it. They will play their assigned roles, doing their best in their rank to build respect. Orders they happily complete when they feel your dominance. It doesn't mean being cruel, it's just not allowing slip ups and asserting your rank. If they can respect you, they will follow you.

Taking another sip of the rich wine, I decide it's time for a change of scenery. More so I can further talk with Given. Now that I'm somewhat established with the pack and sussed stuff out, I want to leave. "Alpha Krel, let's go discuss matters elsewhere."

He scoots the chair back, and stands up with me still caged in. Once Krel brings us out of the room, cutting off everyone's gaze, he nuzzles his nose into my hair. I lean comfortably back into his arms smiling. Unsure of himself, he says, "What.. would you like to do?"

I tilt my head slightly. So he's walking to nowhere in particular? Well, I did mention wanting to be carried around earlier.. My intimidating aura drops completely as I answer back, "I'm not sure. Somewhere away from their prying eyes where we can talk."

Krel seems to get flustered for a moment before walking in a certain direction. He approaches a place I happen to know, his room. I open the door for him and he walks me inside. Teasingly, I say, "Wow~" He becomes flustered, trying to form a sentence in defence. "N-no, I-I would never! W-wait not I-i mean we're M-Mates so, I.." Each word makes his face turn a shade redder. Well, it's safe to assume this boy is a virgin.

He quickly lays me down on his bed and turns his back to me. "Pfft." I coo, "You're so cute Mate. I'm already wondering what I'd do without you." The last sentence seemed to hit a soft spot. He quickly turns around, covering his face with his hands. I can still see bits of his red face and teary eyes. His black hair has turned into a lovable mess.

He stares longingly at me through his hands. I pat the spot next to me as I get to a sitting up position on the edge of his bed. "Let's learn more about each other," I say smiling.