Page 181 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince

I fumble with my bathrobe to distract myself. “I feel bad that you can’t meet Ailia, my wolf. And so, I thought… maybe we could try something… if you are up for it, of course?”

“What do you want me to do?” he asks softly, and I’m glad he takes me seriously. I know he means it when he says that he doesn’t mind that I can’t shift. But it matters to me, and I at least want to give his wolf a piece of Ailia.

“Would you shift?” I ask nervously.

He puts me down on the bed. “Here?” he asks, surprised.

I nod.

He looks at me curiously, then, to my utmost surprise, he agrees. “I trust you. If you want to try something Valerie, I will support you. Just, don’t be scared please, Caius is a lycan, and it means he’s bigger and stronger than an average werewolf.”

He takes his bathrobe off and takes a few steps back before shifting into his beautiful brown Lycan. He’s tall and strong, yet carries the same elegance Eric does. I’m in awe as I look at him. I notice he can stand up on two legs.

“Hello Caius,” I say softly, carefully touching his fur. “I’m happy to meet you.”

“I’m happy too, princess,” Caius says, his voice is low and dark. I’m surprised he can talk without the mate bond. Probably a lycan thing, or maybe a royal thing. I make a mental note to ask later.

“I don’t know how long I can let you meet Ailia for today, but I would like to try.”

I feel his joy through the mate bond, spurring me on further.

Ailia,I link my wolf.Do you think you could take over for a moment?

I feel her surprise at my request, but also how happy she is at my suggestion.Valerie, you would lend me your body?

I would do anything for you,I tell her.No one is as special to me as you are. Not even my mate. And you deserve to meet your love too.

I take a deep breath when I feel her presence getting stronger, allowing her to take over. It feels weird to give up control, but I trust her.

“Hello Caius,” Ailia says as she sits down in front of Caius. She hugs him first before she cuddles up to him, while his snout nuzzles her hair. He’s so gentle with her, it’s sweet. “I’m happy to meet you. One day, I will meet you in my wolf form.”

“I love you, mate,” he says. “And my human and I are ready to cherish you and Valerie in any form.”

I retreat to the back of our mind to let her talk and bond with Caius without me listening in. She deserves this moment with her mate as much as I deserve mine with Eric.

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*MARIUS*

Iretreattotheback of my mind to allow Cyrus to be with his mate the way he deserves to be. Unlike me, he was always fiercely loyal to Danica. He cherished and loved her. There was not one moment when he didn’t want her.

Danica is a proud and regal wolf, and fortunately for me, she took an instant liking to Cyrus, embracing his childish demeanor and enjoying his attempts to show off in front of her. Despite his snotty and dismissive attitude toward me, Cyrus is actually a proud alpha lycan. But our alpha blood is not as strong as my other siblings, meaning that Cyrus and I are not as dominant. Growing up, I thought the lack of dominance was a shortcoming, but now I’ve learned to accept this as part of me. However, just because Cyrus and I might not have the desire to lead a pack, I’ve learned that it doesn’t make us weak either.

Watching Cyrus turn into a tail-wagging pup in front of his beloved she-wolf mate is hilarious. He’s practically strutting around like a peacock showing off. I don’t know how or why she enjoys seeing him behave this way.

Celine wants to show me Moon Blood in our wolf forms, which I’ve happily agreed to. It’s been a while since I let Cyrus out so he could just run through a forest. He follows Danica’s lead, and I can’t believe how incredibly fast she is. Faster even than most lycans, I would guess. Cyrus is enjoying the chase, even with Danica outrunning him. She doesn’t seem to mind either, slowing down every so often to let him catch up. They chase each other playfully, running here and there, tackling and nibbling at their fur, obviously enjoying each other’s presence. I retreat to the back of my mind and allow Cyrus to have this moment alone. If I ever get the chance to get intimate with Celine, I definitely wouldn’t want him nosing about or spying on me either.

It’s hours later that we return to Celine’s pack house, shifting back to our Human forms. Honestly, I didn’t even think about the fact that I would be standing here all naked in front of her so soon… but it felt so natural to shift in front of Celine that I’m not concerned. Until I notice her slightly shocked expression, I figure she probably didn’t consider that we might end up standing in front of each other in our naked glory. I can’t help myself; my eyes shift from her perfect face down her body, taking in her beautiful perky boobs. I want to cup them with my hands and feel her nipples harden under my touch. Her body is very athletic, she has abs and muscles, and it’s obvious she trains a lot. Plus, she has killer legs. And her private area… I honestly wouldn’t mind if she had a jungle down there. She’d look hot either way… but fuck… it’s fully shaved! I didn’t expect that! Goddess, I want to taste her. My eyes slowly come back up to her face again, only to find Celine looks a little flustered.

Her gaze seems to be aimed at my chest, before moving downwards. Fuck! Is she checking out little Marius? I hope she isn’t disappointed. Something must be getting her approval because she keeps staring for quite a while. I feel myself starting to blush. Awesome, two adult wolves in their mid-twenties, acting like they grew up in a monastery.

As she looks up, our eyes meet, and we both start laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Breaking the moment of awkwardness and turning it into something more natural. She takes a step closer to me, and I swear my heart skips a beat.

“Can I…” her voice trails off.

“Of course,” I nod, secretly crossing my fingers that she means to touch me.

“This here…” she touches my stomach, tracing the scar there with her delicate fingers.