The Alpha's Bride

"Are you doing alright, kitten?", Damon asked Talia when he helped her buckle the seatbelt of the front passenger's seat of a small jet.

Talia nodded in confirmation. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes while reflecting on the last few hours.

Was she doing alright? Considering what all happened and what this day still has in the store for her, Talia was fairing rather well.

She spent the morning in the spa with Maya, and when she came home, Damon was packing things for both of them and he gave her a brand new cell phone.

In a fit of jealousy, Damon ripped her panties and gave her the wildest ride she ever had, but the most outrageous thing was that he forbid her from wearing panties.

Why did she agree to that? Talia was not sure. Maybe she wanted to show Damon she is not weak, and lack of panties can't phase her, or maybe she was enjoying the perverted game where only the two of them knew she was butt-naked under that dress.

Talia went to the kitchen to check if Zina and Dawn packed food for their trip, and she was not sure if they can smell remnants of what Damon did to her in the study. Damon licked her thoroughly, so technically, if they could smell anything it would be only Damon on her, but just thinking about that made Talia aroused again.

"You are going on a trip with the Alpha?", Dawn asked while waggling her eyebrows suggestively and Talia did her best to make it sound like it's not a big deal while wishing for Damon to appear next to her as soon as possible.

Damon went up to get their things and Talia was surprised to see him returning with only one suitcase. The knowledge that their clothes and toiletries were in one place warmed her heart. Aren't they like a couple?

Damon held Talia's hand as they walked to his black armored Lexus SUV, and Talia could feel Zina's and Dawn's eyes burning into her back.

Talia likes those two women, but they are too gossipy, and Talia knew that she will face an inquisition of million questions when she returns, assuming that Zina and Dawn can catch her without Damon or Stephanie around.

Talia expected that Damon will drive all the way to the Lightclaw pack, but after about fifteen minutes long drive, Damon turned the car onto the side road and after a few minutes, he parked next to the hangar that had a private landing strip on the other side.

"Are you OK with flying?", Damon asked when he noticed Talia walking toward the jet robotically.

"I don't know.", Talia said honestly. She has never flown in a plane before.

"If you are afraid, I can always offer…", he licked his lips that were lifted into a wicked smile. "Distraction."

Talia knew very well what distraction he was offering. The breeze at the cradle of her thighs was a reminder of what happened in the study. And she hated that she was aroused again.

She wondered, can she ask Doctor Travis for some anti-arousing medicine? Because this can't be normal.

Talia didn't understand. She was a decent girl for nineteen years, but the moment this Devil entered her life she became lewd! OK. Maybe not at that moment, but sometimes in the last two weeks, definitely. And it was all his fault!

And here she is… still panty-less and strapped into a seat at the front of a jet and Talia was not surprised to see Damon starting up the engines.

Of course, he can fly a plane.

She watched Damon as he expertly pushed buttons and picked options on the touch screen, and Talia was convinced that this unstable Alpha can do much more than just flying a jet. He can do anything. He is amazing.

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The jet took off smoothly and Damon entered coordinates and set it on the cruise before turning to Talia.

"How are you feeling? Any nausea? Dizziness? I know flying might be uncomfortable, but we will be there in about an hour. If we took the car all the way, it would take at least five hours. I didn't tell you in advance because I didn't want you to freak out.", he explained.

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine.", Talia said, touched by his concern. She would go with him anywhere, regardless of the type of transportation. "I'm just nervous about the party."

Damon chuckled and undid his and her seatbelts.

In one swift move, Damon scooped Talia and put her to sit on his lap.

"Why are you nervous, kitten?", he asked with a smile. "Don't tell me that you think those people are better than you are."

Talia gave him a complicated look. Maybe that's easy for him to say but for her… "I don't know if they are better, but they are powerful. They all have impressive backgrounds, while I came from an attic."

"No, kitten.", Damon said while caressing her cheek. "You are coming from the third floor of the packhouse, representing the Dark Howlers pack, with me."

Talia made a face. "If you were planning on comforting me, it's not working. Actually, you are making me more nervous." What if she embarrasses herself? What if she embarrasses him?

"Don't look down on yourself only because you don't know who your parents are or how some shitty people treated you when you were down. Regardless of your background, I know you are amazing."

Talia felt there was something behind his words. "How can you be so sure?"

Damon thought for a moment before responding. "Be honest with yourself, do you think you are Omega?"

Talia never really thought about it, but based on how everyone treated her, she assumed that she is at the bottom, with Omegas. Even Omegas bullied her. "What am I if not Omega?"

Damon didn't know what Talia is, but he knew what she isn't.

"Every werewolf is a slave to his instincts. Our wolf side can boost our abilities and steel our willpower. It's rare to see a werewolf off the ground because we feel unease without firm ground under our feet, yet look at you, up in the air, without any discomfort. That tells me you are special."

"Do you feel discomfort when flying?", Talia asked.

Damon nodded. "I practiced to face my fears and not succumb to them. I can tell you with confidence that any Omega would either pass out from anxiety or cry until we land."

Seeing Talia's puzzled expression, Damon thought of giving her another example.

"Let's talk about those two in the kitchen.", Damon said, and Talia nodded, knowing that Damon was talking about Zina and Dawn. "What do they do in my presence?"

Talia frowned in confusion, Damon answered, "They bow their heads in submission."

"Everyone bows their head in front of you."

"Not you, kitten.", Damon said with a smile. "And that's not because we are sharing a bed. Hierarchy and submission are part of who we are. You, not submitting to me, means that you are not below me."

"Not submitting?", Talia asked more herself than him.

Damon chuckled. "You didn't even notice. That's how amazing you are, kitten. When my temper flares, every head in the room goes down in submission, Caden's and Maya's included, yet you are standing straight and even talking back. Do you know what that means?"

"What?"

"I told you, kitten, only Luna gets to talk back to her Alpha."

Talia swallowed a mouthful of air. She told herself to ignore any 'Mrs. Blake' and 'Luna' nonsense coming from him, but when he looked at her like that, it was hard.

Facing Talia's bewildered expression, Damon was not sure if he should laugh or cry.

Damon wanted Talia to gain confidence and boldly claim her place as his Luna, but at the same time, he enjoyed this modesty and unspoiled innocence. Can he have both? Damon was not sure.

"What will we do if Alpha Edward and Marcy are there? What if they recognize me?", Talia asked questions that were weighing on her. And there was also Luna Layla and the future Alpha of the Red Moon pack, James.

Damon understood why Talia singled them out, after all, she suffered for nearly two decades under their roof.

Part of Damon hoped that Marcy and her family will do something scandalous and give Damon an excuse to escape that engagement-to-be for good. His contacts in Europe didn't find any dirt on Marcy so far, and the time was running out.

Damon didn't want to say that most of the people there will be hostile in one way or another. It's just the way it is in the world where power and position matter and Damon is at the top of the largest pack in North America.

No matter how anyone feels about him or his date (aka Talia), Damon hoped that they won't cause a scene. It's not that Damon couldn't deal with them, he was ready to fight anytime, but he feared how an incident will impact Talia's mood. 

Talia was opening up to him wonderfully and they were making amazing progress. This event can give her a boost, but there was also a chance that it could backfire and shatter what they built so far.

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