Page 113 of Her Destined Alpha (Alpha #3)

“Hmm, we all know Uncle loved you pregnant… I bet he wants to impregnate you again,” Raihana teased, making Kiara blush before we all started laughing. I smiled. I truly had made some really good friends. I had a family that was irreplaceable.

Everyone had finally finished getting dressed. Music was blasting through the house, the sound of shouting and excitement filled the air, and strong smells of expensive fragrances and delicious foods mingled pleasantly.

“My sexy beast, please make sure they don’t dirty their dresses,” Kiara’s voice flitted in through the window.

Mama Mari entered the bedroom with a soft, graceful smile on her face. I stood up, and she came over to me, gently cupping my face.

“You look beautiful… I am so proud to have been gifted a daughter like you.”

“Thank you, Mama Mari,” I said softly, hugging her tightly. She hugged me back, and although I lost one mother and Papa Raf, I still had her. She stepped away.

“Well, I’ll send Rayhan up.” She left the room, and I turned away, gazing into the mirror.

Everyone was already outside, Rayhan and I would be going together.

I had missed him; I hadn’t seen him all afternoon.

I waited in the room patiently for my king.

I looked in the mirror in our bedroom at my reflection.

The fact that I was actually becoming Luna officially, ready to take my place by Rayhan’s side, seemed surreal.

I took a deep breath just as his scent hit my nose, and I felt his intense gaze upon me.

Rayhan

I had been itching to see my kitten all afternoon, but Mom, Ri, and Kia refused to let me.

“The documents and passports are here… and your stuff is all packed,” Rose said to me, holding out an envelope. She was dressed in a green evening gown.

“Thanks.” She gave me a smile before lifting their two-year-old son, Shane, whom they’d had via surrogacy. “Hey, kiddo,” I said, ruffling his blond locks. He looked a lot like his mummy. Lola came over, wrapping her arms around her mate and kissing her lips.

“Rayhan, go get Delsanra, and then both of you make your way outside,” Mom said.

She was dressed in a dusky blue gown with sequins all over it, a slit, and ruffled sleeves. I was glad that she had returned more to her usual self as the years went by. Although I knew losing Dad was hardest on her and still affected her.

“Looking good, Mom.” She gave me a smile.

“Thank you, Ya Hayati,” she said softly, cupping my cheek for a moment.

I looked towards the stairs before making my way up them, only to see the little ass making his way upstairs already…

“Oi…” I said. Dante turned, cocking a brow.

“What?” he shot back.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

This kid had an infatuation with Delsanra, and it was annoying. No matter how much I loved him, he was like her fucking shadow when he was around, and that was pretty often. Our families always spent time together.

He was dressed in a shirt and black pants, his curls tumbling over his forehead, and his piercing red eyes stared into mine. One thing was fucking sure, he was a Rossi through and through, and his arrogance showed it.

“To Delsanra,” he stated as if it was obvious, which it fucking was.

“That’s my mate, kid.”

“Dad said people can have two mates.” I froze, staring down at him. Did he just fucking say that? My eyes flashed green, and he simply looked at me like I was a cockroach on the damn wall.

“Yeah… rarely, and I assure you, a twenty-two-year-old woman is not going to be mated to a six-year-old pup.” He smirked.

“There’s sixteen years difference between Mama and Dad... twenty-two take away six is?” With those words, he turned to carry on up the stairs, but I lifted him up and headed back down them. “Let me down, Rayhan!”

“Uncle!” I growled, following my nose until I found Uncle standing in the corner, holding a cigarette, clearly hiding away from his daughters. He raised an eyebrow before smirking as he looked at Dante, whom I had under my arm.

“This-” I struggled to find a word to suit the asshat.

“Fucker,” Uncle added helpfully. I smirked, as Dante rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, that.” I couldn’t bring myself to call the kid that. I loved him, but he fucking grated on my every nerve. “Had some messed up mentality that Delsanra may be his mate.” Uncle smirked.

“Seriously, Ray, scared of competition with a six-year-old?”

“A six-year-old who acts fucking twenty,” I shot back.

“So, I’m old enough for Delsanra?” Dante added, smirking. I glared at Uncle, who frowned at his son.

“Do not give Rayhan shit,” he growled. I dropped him and turned to walk off when his little irritating voice came after me.

“I like Delsanra.”

“You really need to rein it in, Dante,” Uncle said.

I sighed. It was definitely his infatuation with her other appearance, and her being sweet and caring towards him didn’t help.

I walked up the stairs quietly, making my way to our room. I stopped in the open doorway, watching her stand there, smoothing her dress out. She looked fucking ethereal…

A metallic gold dress hugged her curves perfectly.

It wrapped around her, the gold fabric only covering one breast. I throbbed as she turned towards me, and I saw the sheer net fabric sprinkled with gems that covered her arms and right breast. I wouldn’t fucking lie and say that I stared at her trying to see her nipple, only to realise she had some sort of sticker over it. She laughed, and I swallowed hard.

“Got distracted somewhere?” she teased, doing a slow twirl.

I dragged my eyes up, taking in the neckline of her gown, which looked like a necklace, and then looking at her gorgeous face. With her shimmery eyes, deep red lips, and her hair styled in an elegant updo, she looked fucking gorgeous, and my pants felt a little too fucking tight.

I can’t really blame Dante…

“You are the fucking embodiment of the goddess of beauty and sex herself,” I said, snapping the door shut. Her eyes widened, her gaze going to the open window.

“Rayhan…”

“Delsanra…” I imitated her breathless tone, closing the gap between us.

With the years that had passed, she had become even stronger, and more confident.

Her moments of fear and triggering moments became far and few.

She had kept us together when we lost Dad.

There were days that Mom had it hard, and she would push her way into Mom’s room and wrap her in her arms whilst spending the night with her.

She never boasted about what she did, but she had been a true Luna, the pillar of the pack.

My hands went to her hips, and I looked into her eyes.

“I’m so fucking proud of the woman you have become, Kitten. Goddess, I was always fucking proud of you, but you have accomplished so much in the last few years,” I whispered, my nose brushing hers.

“All because of you,” she whispered. That wasn’t true, but it was one of the things we would argue over.

“You look incredible, by the way,” she added, looking me over.

Her scent invaded my senses, her warm fresh breath making me want to do so fucking much to her.

I kissed her slowly and deeply, relishing in the sparks that coursed through us.

Her hands went to my chest, her body pressing against me as our lips caressed the others.

She was the most precious thing to me...

We broke apart when she gasped for breath, and I smirked sexily.

“I got a gift for you,” I said, moving away from her.

I went to my wardrobe, reaching to the back where I had kept the small box. I took out the envelope with our travel documents and passed them to her. She looked curious, taking a seat on the bed and opening the envelope. Her eyes widened.

“Venice?”

“Yeah, I think we both deserve a holiday,” I said, winking at her as I crouched down before her.

“Venice, then Paris, and then Dubai. Six weeks, baby girl,” I said softly as she looked through the envelope.

Her heart pounded, and I could sense her excitement.

Although we had gone on a few holidays, nowhere for that long.

“That’s… Thank you!” She flung her arms around me and knocked me onto my back on the floor. Her lips met mine in a passionate kiss. I chuckled against her lips, squeezing her ass.

“When do we leave?” she asked.

“Tonight,” I replied.

“I need to pack!”

“All done,” I said, making her freeze. She smiled and got off me, but the excitement never left her. She opened the box, and I smirked, watching her take out the satin blindfold. Yeah, I guess over the years we tried out a few kinks…

“This…” she trailed off, taking out the diamond end butt plug and cuffs.

“Just a few toys to keep us occupied on our private jet,” I whispered with a wink, making her eyes flash red. The desire in her eyes matched mine, and I knew we were going to have fun.

“Sounds like a plan,” she whispered, running a hand down my chest. I smirked, taking the box and envelope from her, and slipped them into my duffle bag.

“There’s something I wanted to… give you too.” She hesitated. I turned back to her, trying to ignore the sweet, tempting scent of her arousal.

“Oh, yeah?” I asked, pulling her into my arms.

“It’s… well, it’s not here… I mean, it’s not a physical thing. Well, not yet anyway. Umm…” I cocked a brow, not expecting her to be so flustered.

“Use your words, Kitten,” I teased, “Just how you do in bed, like the good little girl you are.” She blushed, smacking my chest lightly.

“Well… I was thinking… I know you’ve never brought this up, but… I want to have a mini Yum Yum.” It took me a moment to realise what she had just said. My heart thundered as I stared down at her.

“You want a pup?” I asked, stunned.

“Don’t you?” she asked softly, looking into my eyes intently.

“Well…” I looked away. I was twenty-four, set as Alpha. I did want kids one day, but that was if she was ready…

“For me, you never mentioned it, saying there was no rush, but I think it’s high time we had one.” I looked into her startling blue eyes, cupping her face.