Damon knew very well that his wolf was out of ideas. Actually, the best option was to introduce Talia as Damon's mate, but with Talia's wolf making that not an option, Damon's hands were tied, and he needed to look for alternative solutions.
The door of the study opened, and Talia made her way inside.
"Commander George and Miss Marcy want to meet with you. Soon."
"I heard that.", Damon said sourly. "I will meet with them in the study." He thought that this location will make it more official and not cozy. He didn't want to give any cozy ideas to Marcy.
"Do you want me to be here when they come?", Talia asked.
"Yes.", Damon said without missing a beat and he waved with his hand, indicating to Talia to come and sit on his lap. He needed her proximity.
The moment Talia's bottom touched Damon's thighs, his arms snaked around Talia's waist, and he buried his face in her neck that was completely exposed because her hair was lifted into a messy bun.
He kissed the base of her neck and Talia let out a small sigh. That was such a sensitive spot.
Damon smiled a little when he picked up the scent of Talia's arousal. He loved how her body responded to his touch.
"Do you want to be here when Marcy comes to talk to me?", Damon asked.
"No. However, I will be."
"Kiss me, kitten.", Damon whined. "I am unwell and only your proximity will make it better."
Talia stifled a giggle at the sight of Damon who had his lips puckered. How was that an image of a scary Alpha?
But she knew that he was anxious, just as she was. This was the biggest trial the two of them got to face together.
Yes, they jumped into the waterfall and faced rogues and Elders, but all that was unplanned and in the spur of the moment. Marcy's visit was hovering above them for some time, and it grew into a monster that neither of them knew how to face.
If they handle it wrongly, it can reveal Talia's identity as the person who lived in the attic of the Red Moon pack, and that could lead to war.
And they were also under stress due to Axel wanting to take Talia with him. Both Talia and Damon knew that Axel will be back, but they didn't know if he will return alone, with a backup, or with some sneaky plan to get his hands on Talia.
Talia had a feeling that Axel is a good guy, but she couldn't understand his obsession for her to go with him. Axel suggested that the first time during Summer Solstice, and he still didn't give up on it.
Talia needed Damon's proximity just how much he needed hers and she indulged the silly Alpha by giving him all the kisses he wanted, and he wanted many.
"You are mine, kitten… say that you are mine…", Damon demanded between kisses.
"I am yours, Damon.", she spoke into his mouth and when his hand snaked under her skirt, she parted her legs to give him easy access.
Damon growled lowly when he felt how wet Talia was.
His hands landed on her hips, and he lifted her with ease to sit on his desk.
Talia gasped when he tore her panties in one swift move. She will never get used to him tearing her clothes, but she was turned on by the fact that he wanted her so badly that he didn't have the patience to undress her properly.
Damon thought that Talia will remind him that the door was not locked, or that Marcy will be there later, and that she could smell the scent of their bodily fluids, but Talia's hands moved with haste to unbutton his pants, and he wouldn't want it any other way.
Talia was hoping that remnants of their lovemaking will linger in the air for Marcy to pick up. In that way, Marcy will know that she is not special to Damon and that Damon has someone else by his side.
They were both eager to lose themselves in each other, and to find peace in their lovey-dovey bubble, even if it's just temporary.
Marcy looked through the open window of her room into the garden. She could pick up some voices and laughter and she wished to have someone who would be her eyes and ears.
Marcy regretted leaving Anna (aka one of Talia's bullies) behind in the packhouse of the Red Moon pack. Anna was useful, but Marcy couldn't take her with her.
Alpha Edward was unyielding when he said that only four of them will come. "When you become Alpha Damon's Luna, you can do as you wish. Until then, be humble and do what's needed to please the man…"
Marcy promised Anna that she will send for her as soon as she gains some foothold in this place, and Anna said that she will follow Marcy gladly, but Marcy was not so sure about it.
Since Marcy vouched for Anna, the Omega got promoted and was doing better than before. Will she be willing to leave that comfort? Anna also promised Marcy to keep her informed about anything important in the packhouse, but Marcy was doubtful if Anna will do so.
Anna was doing favors for Marcy in order to get benefits, and now that Marcy was not there, Anna probably found another thigh to hug. Heck, with Nora gone, Anna might be the one serving Alpha Edward.
Marcy grimaced as bile rose up to her throat. She was still unable to adjust to the idea of her father and Nora…
'KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK'
Marcy moved to open the door. "Nora?"
"Can I come in?", Nora asked impatiently when she saw that Marcy was blocking the door.
No. "Sure."
"Are you OK with this?", Nora asked as soon as the door closed behind her.
"OK, with what?"
"This! Alpha Damon making us stay on the first floor.", Nora explained.
Marcy had a feeling that Nora was provoking her in order for Marcy to make a scene. Did she really think that Marcy was stupid and easy to manipulate?
"It's not a big deal."
Nora's eyes flashed in anger. "Not a big deal!?"
Marcy shrugged. "A few days here won't make me lose hair. Once things between me and Alpha Damon are settled, I will move to the third floor, and you will get to pick your room on the second one. How about that? Until then, try not to cause trouble. If my father hears that you are the reason why my marriage with Damon fell through, he won't be happy."
Nora didn't like Marcy's condescending tone.
"What happened to you?"
Marcy didn't get it. "What do you mean?"
"Just last night we were fine and now…", Nora didn't finish. It was her way of trying to figure out if George told Marcy about Nora drugging her.
Nora thought about it and she concluded that if George spilled the beans, Marcy would be livid, but if he didn't, Marcy would be friendly with Nora. Since none of those was the case, Nora needed to investigate.
