Chapter 11: Chapter 11

ATLAS:

Mel had just gone to congratulate Gloria on our meal and I honestly don't understand all this need she has to thank for something that was the employee's obligation to do.

In the meantime, since we've been together I've already noticed that our personalities are relatively opposite. Even though obstinate and haughty, she had many traits of kindness and sympathy within her, something that was completely the opposite of mine.

I just wasn't a male who thanks or apologizes. No, a supreme cannot show weakness or excessive sympathy, this makes him less fearsome and consequently can generate possible rebellions.

Mel grew up in a different environment than ours, being surrounded by humans had to control her wolf's instincts, so things like a good old hunt or fight between wolves are not common for her.

And I realize that my duty as supreme is to mold her to become an unshakable leader when it comes to emotions and feelings. May she learn to face battle situations and fight for herself. However, this conflicts with my mate’s instincts, as the mere idea of changing her ways or seeing her struggling and possibly being hurt brought the beast inside me to the edge.

Protecting and caring for her is my main objective, even if that means going against my principles as a supreme.

Elisabeth, who was sitting next to Christian talking about something that I didn't want to try to understand before, calls my attention to herself when I hear:

— We have to redecorate Mel's room, that pink print with bunnies that we put on her fifth birthday obviously won't be the best choice for a girl already made — her face was radiant in clear happiness.

— Yes, but I think she should redecorate in her way, after all, we still don't have much idea of what her tastes are — Christian also had a satisfied expression. I was the complete opposite.

— It's always good to keep a guest room when we go to visit them — I make a point of emphasizing the — us— and don't forget to separate the best room, I tend to be very strict about my companion's comfort — I finish leaning back against the sofa in false tranquility.

The smile and satisfaction on their faces faded, taking on an incredulous and nervous look. I know they wouldn't be willing to give up having their daughter living in their home, but I wouldn't either, my mate would be kept by my side where she should always be.

— He's right about keeping a guest room — Mel surprises us by returning to the living room, indicating she's heard our brief conversation — I don't intend to live with you, but I'll always visit you — I can't contain the satisfaction on my face — there is and much less with you — she turns to me pointing in my direction.

— And why not? — indignation is noticeable in my voice.

—Because I have a house,— he says as if it's the most obvious thing, and maybe it is, but I can't be satisfied.

— This is also your home, you can renovate and change anything you want — I can't deny that at that moment, not only me but my wolf were frustrated. Werewolves live together with their companions when they reach the age of majority, also because this is the moment when there is a need for mating.

— We're still getting to know each other Atlas, let's discuss this another time, for now, this is my final decision — I snort when I see her determination, aka stubbornness, and I prefer not to say more since it wouldn't make any difference.

—Are you sure you don't want to stay with us, darling?— Your room is available — Elisabeth tries again.

— I do, I need some time to assimilate everything. But, we can always see each other — she sits next to me and I'm hit by her incomparable scent, my even still frustrated wolf internally growls in pleasure.

— All right darling, we'll respect your space — Christian smiles a little — now we need to go, I left my beta calming the people who are surprised and agitated by his return. I think I owe them all a clarification, not least because the heiress to the Collins kingdom is back.

Not just the heiress to the Collins kingdom, but the future supreme luna of all realms.

I smile making a mental note to organize her introduction to the kingdom and I can't wait to make our relationship official, just make her accept our connection completely.

Mel says goodbye to her parents by taking them to the door and returns with a downcast face.

— I hope I get used to all of this as quickly as possible, I hate to see them feeling sad for losing my growth — she sits down, puts her hands on her face, and sighs.

— Don't worry about it, all you need to do from now on is relax and adapt to your new home — I arch my eyebrows suggestively which causes a short laugh.

— You're very persuasive, you know that?— For a second I almost let myself go — he jokes, pushing me with his shoulders.

— And you're pretty strong for someone so small — I rub my arm, pretending to feel pain — besides, werewolves have a rule — I'm suggestive and your gaze is now directly under me.

— And what would be? — The intense blue of her eyes overflows something that I can't decipher she is a real enigma.

I move closer to her ear and her scent is even more tempting being so close.

— We must take care of the companion when he is injured — I indicate my arm — to ensure that everything he needs is supplied — I whisper and I see the little hairs near his neck stand on end.

Her body's reaction to mine triggers an absurd desire to have her for me, to touch her body, to feel her skin on mine... I smell her neck, intoxicating myself with the aroma, and damn this female just drives me crazy without wanting to have it. touched me.

I lift my face to see her expression and my eyes end up fixating on her mouth, I tighten one of my hands around her waist and lose control with the sigh of pleasure that comes from her. I have my mouth inches away from hers when some unfortunate person decides to interrupt us.

— Sir, I need... — the cursed man fell silent when he realized the situation he was in.

— Get out.— I'm cold, and angry as I realize the other male was trying to visualize my female. If she weren't present now, he would probably already be without both eyes.

(Or worst...)— Klaus completes.

—Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, but would you... — I look in his direction and I don't need anything else before he leaves without even looking back.

All my employees always follow all my rules to the letter, they know how controlling I am and I like things to go exactly as I predict. This is probably one of the new employees and, therefore, he is not yet one hundred percent aware of what his lack of manners can trigger, even more so when trying to observe my companion.

— It wasn't so Atlas, the boy didn't know we were busy — he walks away from me and I see his face acquire a reddish hue. I don't know whether I think it's adorable or it's frustrating to imagine that she's uncomfortable with the situation she went through in her own home.

— Even so, you must knock before entering,— I mutter and she was ready to snap when…

—I believe that this is not true for me, my love — I hear the voice of the person I would least like to hear at this or any other moment.