Chapter 31: Chapter 31

ATLAS:

One moment I'm reading some reports coming from the other Alphas, and the next I'm rising quickly from my chair when I hear someone come screaming into my office.

If it was anyone else, he'd probably be in hell right now for walking in without knocking, but that scream didn't come from just anyone, it came from my female.

I'm already getting alert and worried, I leave where I am and go to meet you as quickly as possible, as soon as I'm by your side I start my assessment

I start looking from the strands of her hair to the tips of her feet, just to make sure I look one more time (did I miss something?).

— What happened Mel? Is she hurt? — Now that I've done my physical assessment, I need to know if she's feeling anything internally, from a simple stomach ache to a severe headache

— You don't know what happened— he says excitedly while clapping his hands and jumping up and down, this makes me sigh and fall onto the leather sofa behind me

Then he says that we men do not suffer. Look at the kind of concern we have to go through!

— If you don't tell me I'll never know— I say wryly, but then regret it.

What the fuck was I doing?

— And so? Every time I come to tell you something important, will you treat me that way?— he says with a frown, while crossing his arms— okay, I won't disturb your precious time— he finishes talking turning around and leaving towards the door

In less than seconds I'm in front of you, covering the door with my body

— I'm sorry princess, it's just that I was a little worried about you coming in screaming like that, I thought you had hurt yourself— I tell you sincerely looking into your eyes, while I tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear

— Relax, I know you were worried, I just wanted to make a little drama— he says turning around and sitting on the sofa where I was, he even gave a sideways smile when he said that

This is too bipolar for one person, soon I'll have gray hair, if there's any hair left.

I hold back my urge to complain and ask politely

— Could you please tell me what all this excitement is about?— I sit down next to her running a hand through her hair

— Aunt Maria is coming here— she says with a beautiful twinkle in her eyes, she looks like a child when she gets a present or candy

— What do you mean?— I ask without understanding— weren't you going to call her today proposing your coming here? How is she already coming if you haven't even talked to her yet?— what a confusing story

— Here's the thing, remember when I went to settle some business with Joseph?— he asks naturally

(Of course, I remember, I even had a twinge of jealousy, but I dismissed the possibility, I trust people who deserve our trust, especially my wife serves all the trust and respect in the world).

— When I finished talking to him I decided to call the school there since Aunt Maria doesn't have a cell phone! Can you believe that in the middle of the 21st century, someone doesn't have a cell phone?— She pauses as if she was outraged by this— Well, that's beside the point, what I mean is that I called there and they informed me that a certain lady left today in the morning from there, claiming that I was going after the foolish girl she created and who seems not to want her anymore— now it's my turn to laugh and she accompanies me— I can already imagine the drama that my crown will cause when getting here— he says with his beautiful smile on his face.

I spend a while admiring him, to continue with my questions again.

— But how will she get here knowing she's not a supernatural being?— I ask really curious

— We always had a very strong connection, I think that with the time she lived with me, she ended up becoming "half" supernatural too— she says while laying her head on my lap

I keep stroking her hair while she continues to talk

— Was she hurt that I hadn't picked her up as I'd promised? So much is happening in my life that I end up forgetting one of the most important people in my life— he says sighing, I know very well that she must be blaming herself now, but I won't allow that to happen, she's not to blame for anything!

— Princess, it's not because we are werewolves, that we must be perfect, quite the contrary, just like humans we also make mistakes and learn from our mistakes— I say trying to pass a little confidence to this beautiful princess— you she's going through a turbulent time in her life, the reunion with her parents, with her partner, who we can't forget to mention is me— I say, taking a little smile out of her, I swear I even heard a "you silly"— and various other things, like our official connection, our kingdoms, the people. If you explain this to her when she arrives, I'm sure she'll understand— I'm not very good with words, but I think it eased my little princess's heart a little.

— It's just like when we take a moment just to talk you know?— asks a rhetorical question— no fights or exaggerated jealousy— teases me

— We can't forget the no—man and pouts— I say and we both smile

We sat there for a while, just enjoying each other's company, in a comfortable and welcoming silence.

If there was a way to freeze a moment, this one would be on the list too, it's one of the only quiet moments (if not the first) we spend together

And if there's one thing I'm going to make a point of prioritizing, it's calm and peaceful moments like this, nothing better than being with the one you love, especially if that being is the most important thing in your life.

We stayed a while longer in that wonderful climate until Mel got up with everything saying that she was almost late for her training

Holy shit, I thought she was done with that shit!

I try to like the other time convince her to stay, but she remains irreducible with her decision. I have no option but to send Senhor Pietro to take care of that airhead.

While she goes with Pietro toward my private training field (do you think I would let my wife train with a bunch of grown men watching?), I keep monitoring and instructing some men and even some (few) women in training.

I couldn't just watch the training, I took off my shirt, grabbed one of the boxing gloves, and started hitting a punching bag

One, two, three, four... One, two, three, four...

I increased the power of the blows even more, I never get tired of it, the feeling of freedom with each blow given, it's like I was unloading a good part of my worries.

I keep thinking about my good friend Philip, he and his family must be going through a very difficult situation, especially with their privacy being invaded hours a day

(I wish I could do something more to help them)— I think looking for some more solution

Little Bianca can't go through all this, see her father being accused of something I'm sure he didn't do, the girl will end up being traumatized by all of this.

I only snap out of my musings when I hear a buzz, I realize several people are talking about something, but in low tones, as if they are afraid of being overheard.

I lift my gaze trying to make out why they are so excited, but I regret it as soon as my eyes see what, or rather who is causing so much talk.

My wife is walking out of the private field in fucking black leggings that are tight (fucking tight) on her body, not to mention the white top that looks like someone ran a knife on the sides because you can see all the top that is underneath

She walks normally toward a water fountain as if she wasn't the center of attention, to tell the truth, I don't think she even noticed that everyone was looking at her

What makes me angry is the fact that these pussies are looking at MY wife, in addition to the fact that she is so absent—minded, what if it was someone trying to approach her by surprise?

(Lord control me because this woman deserves a good spanking on that hot ass, which is mine alone)— I think looking her up and down.

When I look around I see that the women who were training were also wearing similar clothes, but none of these males kept whispering about them, now why whisper about MY wife?

— GET BACK TO YOUR FUCKING training— I shout angrily at those shits

I go in long strides to Mel and pick her up like a potato sack, she only noticed my presence after my scream

Did I mention she's very distracted?

— AND IF ANY OF YOU DARE TO LOOK AT HER ASS, YOU KNOW, RIGHT?— I shout once more menacingly, I even used my tone of supreme

I put my hand on her ass, blocking the view of whoever was looking at my wife's ass, I know that probably no one will have the courage to look, but it's better to be safe.

I start walking in large steps towards the private field, which is on the side of the field I was on, I open the door and I see Mr. Pietro near one of the windows

— Pietro can go home now, I'm the one who's going to finish this training— I finish talking by slapping Mel's ass.

She grumbles and punches my back, (as if it hurts)— I think ironically

Mr. Pietro leaves the room with an amused look, amused by our scene.

— WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ATLAS JACKSON MARTIN?— he asks angrily, but wait, wasn't I supposed to be the one mad?

— Now I understand why you bring that backpack, you leave the house in your jeans to get here and change for this tight shit— I say trying to remain calm, but I don't fail to make it clear how angry I am with the situation — did you even realize that those pussies were eating her with their eyes?— I ask looking seriously into her eyes

— Did they eat me with their eyes? Atlas if they looked it was probably because it must be weird to see a Luna training since most are all submissive— sighs and continues talking— don't expect me to become one of them.

— I never said I needed or wanted one of these— I run a hand nervously through my hair— what I mean is that you could wear something less flashy at least until I get used to it a little more.

— Until I'm going to wait for your goodwill to do something— he speaks ironically— one thing you must understand is that I wasn't born to be commanded, much less controlled— he says slowly, hitting me in the face, that does my dick wakes up on time

(I love a good challenge, you just need to know who will win)— I think and pull her by the waist into my arms

— I'll prove to you that you'll love to be controlled— I say almost with my mouth glued to yours— especially while you're feeling him coming out strongly from inside you— I feel your whole body shiver

Let the war for control begin!