Page 228 of Her Destined Alpha
“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 everynerve. “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.
