“It does… I mean, why wouldn’t it? The craftsmanship is stunning… the hours that must have gone into making this… and you say it’s hundreds of years old?” Ann questioned curiously turning to face him.
“I never said that only that my great-grandfather commissioned this. The male line of my ancestry never lived to their full potential, unfortunately… but we’ll discuss that another time.” Adam replied as a shadow crossed his face.
He cleared his throat and reached past her, pressing down on the handle and pushing the door open. Adam gestured for her to enter the room and as she stepped through the door, Ann was rendered speechless.
“Adam… it… it’s..stunning. All of it. I don’t know what to say…”
“This is the bridal suite… formerly Luna’s private suite,” Adam explained softly as he ran a hand over the dresser top.
“As short-lived as my ancestors were, the Lunas have always been incredibly strong-willed and passionate. My great-grandmother demanded a suite where she could escape from her husband when they had argued.” He chuckled softly at the memory and a flash of nostalgia swept across his expression.
“Oh,” Ann exclaimed quietly. ” Had you changed your mind about sharing a room then?”
Adam suppressed a smirk. He didn’t miss the trace of disappointment in her voice as she tried desperately to avoid his gaze. He cleared his throat lightly before he spoke.
“My request still stands. I intend to have Allen add the terms to the agreed contract however, traditionally we won’t spend the night before the wedding together. It’s intended to remind each party of how they would feel apart from each other. A time for reflection if you will.” “I know. I met you on the eve of my wedding remember?” Ann answered a little bitterly.
Adam sighed.
“About your things, I’ll send someone to pick them up if you want. I understand the uncomfortable right now. You don’t need to put yourself in that situation tonight.”
Ann nodded quietly.
“It’s probably for the best. I don’t want to see any of them for the foreseeable future. This is my home now… for the next 5 years at least. But, Alpha?”
“Mm?”
“I don’t expect you to give me the cold shoulder if you are displeased with things I ask or say. I would rather you speak to me honestly rather than play childish games and try to gaslight me into behaving in a way that you think I should behave.”
Adam was silent for a while as he stared at her, his glance seemingly weighing the weight of her words.
“I think if you’re going to make statements about the way I run my pack without even seeing it first then you should at least expect some sort of reaction. These are not games that I’m playing Ann, merely the disappointment I felt at your words being expressed. I don’t ordinarily stand by quietly when I’m irritated. Be thankful that I didn’t react in the way that I usually do.” He answered finally, the matter of factly.
Ann held his gaze for a while longer before averting her eyes and forcing herself to bite back the sarcastic retort she longed to throw at him, narrowing her eyes at the luxurious bed instead.
“Did you want a tour of the pack? Or would you rather wait for the official ceremonies to die down?” He asked levelly.
“I think I’ll stay in my room, for now, thank you, Alpha.” “Very well, princess. Just shout if you need anything. I’ll be in my room across the hall from you. Do shout if you need anything.”
“I think I can manage.”
“Very well. In that case, I can arrange for the omega’s to bring you some food up, or we can eat together…”
“I don’t have an appet*ite, to be honest, Alpha. I think I’ll take a bath and retire to bed. It’s been a crappy few days and who knows what tomorrow will bring. I would rather be well rested if I’m to face an entirely unfamiliar pack.”
Adam nodded and smiled gently.
“As you wish. Then I’ll say goodnight. I’ll collect you in the morning for breakfast.”
With those final words, Adam turned abruptly and headed straight out of the door shutting it firmly behind him.
Ann snarled in frustration and threw herself on the bed in anger.
Adam stood at the other side of the closed door and smiled to himself. He had certainly managed to find himself a feisty Luna, as temporary as it may be.
Ann was true to her word and didn’t leave the suite all night, eventually falling into a deep sleep in the luxuriously soft bed.
She was woken abruptly by a sharp knock on the door and, for a few seconds at least, forgot where she was entirely.
“Ann, it’s almost eleven. Did you want breakfast in your room or do you want to come down with me?” Adam’s bored tone came from the other side of the door.
Ann swore under her breath and hurriedly began untangling herself from her bed sheets.
“I’ll be right there! Just… give me a minute…” She yelled back.
By the time she opened the door, she was a little flustered.
She was greeted by the sight of Adam leaning against the wall opposite her, with his arms folded against his chest casually, and a wry smile plastered on his face.
“I don’t think I need to ask if you slept well, do I?” Adam smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously.
Ann glared at him and folded her arms in front of her to mirror his pose.
“Suppose I don’t need to ask if you need a comedian in the pack either… you seem to have that covered nicely,” Anne smirked, earning a chuckle from Adam.
“I’m not just an Alpha with a pretty face and a fearsome reputation you know…” He grinned as he reached forward and pulled her towards him, catching her off guard.
Ann blinked up at him, speechless for a few seconds as he gazed deeply into her eyes, holding could feel the warmth from his body through his shirt and she swallowed nervously.
“Adam… I…” she stammered nervously as he smirked and his eyes danced playfully.
“Hush, my Luna,” he whispered seductively as his lips brushed against hers with the merest touch, igniting her belly into an explosion of b*tterflies.
She was about to respond when a couple of the staff turned the corner and froze in shock, before giggling furiously while apologizing as they hurried away.
Adam grinned as he stared boldly into her eyes and gently let her go, removing himself from the close embrace as if it had never happened.
“Come, let’s go and eat breakfast.” He stated nonchalantly as he walked away down the corridor.
Ann stared disbelievingly after him and felt her cheeks flush furiously. Did he really just use her to perform in front of a couple of unimportant staff members? She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but with her stomach rumbling furiously she had no choice but to hurry after him.
They ate breakfast in a small, homely-looking kitchen and diner area. The cook in there had prepared a heavy brunch with Bagels, eggs, bacon, and sausage and a rack of toast for good measure.
Ann watched Adam curiously as he b*ttered each slice of toast thickly with b*tter and stopped herself from laughing. He didn’t seem the type that would overindulge. Rather, he gave off the impression of having a refined taste and a personality that was a little more reserved.
However, the stack of food on the plate in front of him and the way he eagerly looked for more, told her otherwise.
It was most definitely true what they said, only allow the public to see what you want them to see. It would be eye-opening to see the other persona of the Alpha that was so feared.
As she lifted her fork to her mouth her mobile phone buzzed like an angry wasp at the side of her. She frowned as she reached for it and checked the caller ID. Ann scowled furiously as Ada’s name flashed up on the screen.
“Can that little b*tch not take a warning?” She muttered under her breath as she firmly rejected the call. “Who was that?” Adam asked curiously.
“Ada, my stepsister…” Ann growled as the phone began its angry buzzing yet again.
“Doesn’t sound like she’s going to give up easily…” Adam commented dryly.
With a sigh, Ann slammed her fork down on the table a little harsher than she had intended and answered the phone.
“What do you want?” Ann sneered.
“Now now, Ann, that’s no way to speak to your sister. I am family after all.” Ada simpered.
The mere sound of her voice made Ann’s skin crawl and she would love nothing more than to unleash Maeve on her and let her do her worst. Unfortunately, that wasn’t a possibility.
“You never call me, Ada, just spit it out. What do you want? I don’t have time for your games.”
“Fine. You’re no fun though, just so you know. Brad really got off lightly getting rid of you.” She chuckled as Ann growled warningly.
“Don’t get your knickers in a twist, Ann. Look, I only called you to invite you to the engagement party. Father wants you there. And I suppose it would be a good opportunity to play happy families for the camera right? Ann snorted loudly.
“I have no interest in seeing you parade around with my ex in the slightest. I thought I told you to leave me alone? Was I not clear enough the first time?
Ada giggled on the other end of the phone.
“It’s just, I would hate for you to be exiled from the royal family, Ann… especially with your mother’s jewelry as heirlooms to the oldest female…” Ada trailed off.
The color drained from Ann’s face slightly and her eyes widened. She suddenly felt sick.
“You wouldn’t dare…” She hissed furiously
“Well, you’ll never know if you don’t come, will you? After a short silence, Ann answered.
“Fine. When and where?” She ground out through gritted teeth.
“Oh, I’m so pleased you accepted our invitation! I’ll see you tomorrow evening at 7, in the palace ballroom obviously. It’s the only place that could possibly hold so many people for such a happy occasion.” Ada simpered. Ann snorted and hung up, discarding her phone angrily on the surface of the breakfast table.
Adam raised an eyebrow at her curiously.
“Everything okay?” He asked tentatively.
Ann scowled furiously at her phone and jabbed her fork angrily into the food in front of her. She had lost all appet*ite.
“It depends on how you define okay.” She muttered, sighing heavily and slamming her fork onto the table again.
She sagged forwards, her shoulder drooping, and rested her head in her hands. Adam couldn’t decide if she was upset or angry, or somewhere in between. He reached for his coffee and took a sip.
“Whatever it is, Ann, I’ll help if I can. We’re a team now. If it affects you this way, then it affects me too. I want my Luna to be happy.” He said rea*s*suringly.
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