Revenge to the Alpha Mate novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207: Chapter 207

Maya’s POV Everyone carrying big and small shopping bags, chattered and walked back contentedly. The atmosphere was incredibly good. After walking for a while, I felt as if I had suddenly woken up from a sweet dream, stopped abruptly and looked at Rose beside me. Almost at the same time, Rose also looked at me, her eyes carrying the same understanding and a hint of shock. That saleswoman was definitely a witch. I communicated through our sisters’ unique telepathic link, my tone certain. And she was a very, very powerful witch. Rose, rarely, didn’t argue and responded immediately, with a rare seriousness. Her magical traces were ancient and profound... However, it seemed that she had no ill intentions. She paused for a moment and then returned to that tone. Besides, her sense of taste was just amazing! We exchanged a glance and shrugged our shoulders. Well, since the other party has no hostility and still managed to buy us such a beautiful dress, there was no need to delve too deeply into it. The two happy witches who got new dresses soon put this little incident behind them. Lily’s POV Everyone found the perfect dress they wanted, and I even picked out a cute little dress for Aurora. Now, the excitement over our new dresses had almost washed away the earlier gloom. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the evening party. Clearly, the men felt the same. When I returned to the Wolf Pack Cabin laden with bags, Ethan, Xaver, and the others were buzzing with excitement, they’d obviously sorted out their formal wear too. But knowing them, they probably just went with classic suits, nothing fancy but at least they looked sharp. That evening, my mom picked Aurora up for another sleepover. Only Ethan and I were left in the house. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin in the crook of my neck. His warm breath tickled my skin. I turned to face him, and we kissed naturally, a mix of post-shopping excitement and the ease of being alone together. Things quickly heated up. I wasn’t opposed to having another child. Aurora was an angel, and I wanted to give her a little brother or sister. But the thought of Hunter’s mess still hanging over us weighed on my heart like a stone, making me uneasy. But Ethan’s enthusiasm was like a prairie fire, his kisses, his caresses... Go to hell with reason and let the hormones take the lead. We entangle ourselves towards the big bed, temporarily forgetting our troubles in the familiar rhythm. The next morning, I woke up first. The morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell on Ethan’s sleeping face. Oh my God, this man was just so charming that I could never get enough of looking at him. He had a straight nose bridge and well-defined lips... Even with his eyes closed, he was so handsome that it maked one’s heart race. A strong sense of happiness welled up in my heart. Unconsciously, my fingers gently stroked the scar on his shoulder that was almost healing. He moved a little, his eyelashes quivered, and then opened his eyes. Those deep brown eyes carried the laziness and warmth of just waking up. "Good morning, my Alpha," I murmured, leaning in to press a kiss on his lips. "Good morning, my Luna," he replied, tightening his arms around me. After a moment of affection, we rose to begin the day. Routine tasks followed: Ethan handled the pack’s daily affairs and patrol schedules, while I oversaw the final preparations for the ball. Goodness, there were so many details to worry about! Food, drinks, venue decorations, seating arrangements... the list was daunting. Still, the busyness felt good, at least it made life feel full of life. Everyone was bustling about their tasks in an orderly fashion, looking like they were settling into their new home quite well. Except for one person: Jacob. His old wounds hadn’t fully healed, and he’d sustained new injuries saving Celena last time. Now he could only move slowly, doing the lightest tasks, like helping the kids who were running around or handing them things. Yes, even the tasks that the women were responsible for, such as flower arrangement and decoration, Dr. Ren strictly forbade him from getting involved, fearing that he might accidentally break the wound again. However, he seemed to be in a better mood than before and was no longer so silent. Perhaps it was because now at least I can had normal and brief conversations with Celena. Even though the little Wolf girl’s responses were always without any emotional ups and downs, at least... there was a response.