Chapter 83: The knowing (2) – Highlight Chapter from A weekend with the Alpha
Chapter 83: The knowing (2) is a standout chapter in A weekend with the Alpha by Glory Tina, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Internet narrative into new territory.
"Have you made your choice of food or will you have me instead?" Aaron asked, not looking up from his menu but somehow sensing my eyes on him.
"Umm," I swallowed because I hadn't made my pick and I also didn't think having him would be such a bad idea. "I haven't," I muttered.
"Then take your time." He said and I think he enjoyed the attention he got from me and didn't want it to end.
My gaze narrowed on him. "Can I have you instead?"
"Yes, you can, any time and any place. We just have to get through tonight and reach an agreement," he answered, his voice still calm.
I didn't want him calm. I wanted him as affected as I was. That was the whole point of wearing this killer outfit, which, by the way, was snuffing the life out of me. I wanted him to crave me as I craved him. I wanted his eyes on me. Those wide, mesmerising hazel eyes staring into mine like he could see my very soul while he fucked me slowly.
"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath and my legs clamped together at the impact of the thoughts.
"I can smell you, Zera. Unless you want me to take you on this table while everyone watches, you wouldn't have such nasty thoughts in your head which are wetting your sweet pussy up," he said, his eyes staying on mine. His bold assessment caused turmoil within me and I wanted that mouth of his on me.
My nipples hardened and pushed against the fabric of my clothes. I bit down on my lips, calming my wild thoughts, but a few lingered.
Would it be so bad if he took me here and now while everyone watched?
Oh wow, Zera, you've become a woman so sex desperate wouldn't care about anything, even privacy.
My eyes focused on the menu in my hand and I picked out the Chinese fried rice and chicken and set the menu down, waiting for the attendant.
"I'm done picking."
"Good."
He placed his entwined hands on the table. "You're an intelligent woman, smart and well articulated, and your bravery pushed me to do this. I am an alpha and according to creations, a mate is as important as an alpha to his pack. When an alpha comes of age, he finds his mate, the only one meant for his soul whom he would unite with and become as one."
Okay, this wasn't as horrible as the options of things I thought he would say, which flew around in my head. "And you think I am your mate?"
"A part of me felt you were my mate over five years ago, but you were human and alphas do not mate with humans. They could have them for a period, but the bond would never come in. However, we united that weekend and every fibre of my being told me you were the one. It made me reconsider the stand I had had all the years I'd been younger. Humans could be mates to our kind if the moon goddess wishes it so. I understand this might be too much for you and if you don't feel the same way..." he trailed off, losing the words to say, but I stayed silent, wanting him to go on and finish what he wanted to say. I couldn't interrupt because I didn't know what to say either. "I will completely understand."
Yes, I had gone into some research after I returned home. It was to help me further understand the man I had grown weak to and the man my son will become someday. The more I read, the more complicated it became. I wanted this man more than anything, but I stopped researching him and waited for him to tell me about himself. Now that he had spoken, and I knew I needed to do more research. I did not digest as much as I thought I would, and his explanation didn't help.
"Do I get to take the time and think?" I asked after a while of silence.
He nodded. "Yes, you can have all the time you need."
End of par 4
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