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He lets out a short laugh, before crashing his lips into mine, kissing me hard. When he pulls back, his eyes are full of defiance. “I guess we’ll see who’s in charge of this pack.”
See? That’s a challenge that I like. Or, at least, that my cock likes, a lot.
Okay,so maybe I shouldn’t have pushed Mathew to take us out for dinner…
I expected that we’d be going to some local place, you know, with large potions of food, plastic chairs and where everyone knows everyone.
If he goes out to eat multiple times per week, he would do that at a place that’s comfortable, right?
Wrong, apparently…
Because when does Mathew ever do things the ‘normal’ way?
I didn’t expect to have to wear a really expensive suit and act all proper and stuff.
Luckily, Derrick was able to talk Mathew out of making me wear those really fancy shoes, but instead let me wear the same ‘acceptable’ but functional boots the security team are wearing. Very happy about that.
Vera is wearing a stunning light purple dress that hugs her every curve without being too exposing, including hiding her neck so you can’t see her marks, and she’s got her hair all up in pretty loops.
She managed to get Jorge to pick her up some simple make-up while he was getting a ‘better’ suit from his place.
Mathew and Jorge are both wearing fancier suits than they normally do. And I have to admit, even though I know very little about suits, these do look more expensive and the way Mathew’s suit stretches across his body is very distracting.
Luckily, the restaurant isn’t one of those ultra modern ones where everything is white, steel or glass and where the food comes in shapes and structures that don’t look the way food is supposed to be, like frothy potatoes and stuff like that.
This place is one of those expensive ones that are more classic, with wood everywhere, the colours of the fabric all complementary to it and there are plants and candles on each table.
It’s not exactly comfortable for someone who isn’t used to money like this, but at least I have some idea of what to expect from the food and drinks here.
Derrick has the security team spread over a couple of the tables in the restaurant and before we left he ran me through the security team protocols all over again since I’ll be closest to Mathew all evening. It did make me nervous, but I guess it’s good to know that we’re not alone in here.
Once we got inside, Mathew and Jorge were immediately greeted and lots of people came over to congratulate them on starting a pack. That was very stressful for a couple of minutes, but then everyone stepped back and we were seated at Mathew’s usual table.
It’s been overwhelming, to say the least.
Mathew lets out a low laugh as he leans to me. “Try to relax. We’re here to have fun, not start a fight. You look like you’re ready to punch anyone who even glances in our direction.”
“Would it be bad if I said that that’s exactly how I feel?” I lean to him, the easy way he moves making me at least a little less nervous. This is his normal hangout, at his normal table, doing his normal things. This is perfectly normal for him…
I turn my head in his direction before I quickly turn back.
He’s wearing his pheromone-altering perfume again, and every time I get near him I automatically try to catch some of his real pheromones. I didn’t realise how used I’ve gotten to doing that, being able to smell him whenever I want, because I really can’t do that when we’re out in public.
Also, while two Alphas who are part of the same pack kissing isn’t too strange, Mathew is the one in charge here, so I need to let him lead, I can’t just start kissing him out of nowhere.
His hand slides up my arm, before he softly holds me. “If you manage to keep your cool, I’ll reward you at the end of the evening.” His voice is low and sexy and my pheromones spike for a moment. Yes, please.
I’d love to slowly take that suit off him, like I’m opening a very expensive present. “I’ll hold you to that.” I cover his hand with mine, grinning.
Then Vera’s sweet pheromones catch my attention and I look at her on Mathew’s other side. Her eyes are trained on someone who just walked through the door.
“Who’s that?” Her voice is soft, but filled with barely contained desire.
Mathew and I follow her gaze.
A tall and attractive female Alpha with long deep brown hair walks into view. She shrugs out of her long black leather jacket to reveal a beautiful dark red dress that expertly shows off the tattoos on her arms and back.
Mathew’s pheromones flare slightly, together with Vera’s, and I shoot a look at the two. Really?