Methis POV
I sat at the restaurant where Jamal had made reservations. I had never been to a restaurant of this quality before. It was exotic to say the least. It had yellowish walls with glistering lights and chandeliers so when they shone on the wall it gave an illusion of a golden wall.
"What's taking them so long?" I grumbled as I looked at the time. I had been seated here for over twenty minutes! That's it! I'm outta here, I said in my mind and was already about to stand up when I saw Jamal in a sleek black suit walking towards me with two little kids behind him. I waited for him to walk over and take a seat along with the little kids.
"You're late," I said staring at him.
"Yeah, I'm sorry," he apologized, "Summer here insisted on looking extra pretty for you," he explained.
"Good evening, Miss," the cute little girl in a pink dress greeted with a beaming smile.
"Good evening sweetie," I responded with a smile, "You're so cute. You're Summer I'm guessing," I said.
"Uhun, and you're my Mom right?" she asked with her sparkly eyes staring cheerfully at me. I didn't know what to say. They are my kids but I certainly didn't want that mother-child relationship. "They're business! They're business!" I recited in my mind like a mantra in a bid to get any wavering thoughts out of my mind. I looked away from her and at Jamal, my eyes asking him why he would let them know. He simply shrugged.
"Urhhm........well......you see....it's a bit.."
"You don't want us, do you?" the little boy in cute black tuxedo interjected.
"Huh?" I responded, a bit startled by how articulate he was, "What do you..."
"It's clear that you are our Mom," he said, "your face clearly betrays that and it's even clearer that you are hesitant to have anything to do with us, seeing how you're stalling to give my sister an answer," he continued.
"No it's not that, it's just that..."
"Come on Summer, let's get outta here," the little boy said as he came down from his chair and gave Summer a hand. "I'll advise you to come along too Dad, she certainly doesn't have any intentions of coming back so save your breath," he said and walked away holding his sister's hand and tugging her along. They both had really dejected looks on their faces.
"I'm sorry about them," Jamal said, "but they really need you. Please reconsider. I'll text you tomorrow," he said as he stood up and ran after the kids.
"What am I supposed to do now?" I thought, running my fingers backwards through my hair in frustration as I watched the waiter close the glass door behind them.
"No! no! Leave me alone! I don't want anything to do with you!" I cried as he pinned both my hands to the wall with his. I was almost naked, only wearing a white bra and panties. He wasn't wearing much at all other than a pair of black jeans.
"But why?" he asked, "Why are you so inconsiderate? They need you Methis. We all do," he said in a pleading tone.
"I just want to live a normal life," I replied, "Is that too much to ask?" I said as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Methis, I'm sorry for the way I treated you while you were at the palace," he said, "I didn't know...I didn't know," he said in deep regret.
"You didn't know what?" I asked him.
"That you were my true mate," he said, "I always thought it'd be another wolf," he added.
"I don't get what......mmmmm." He interjected me with a kiss. I tried to struggle but the kiss only became more sensual and intense. His hands groped every part of my body, every nook and cranny. Then slowly, our lips parted. I could taste his saliva in my mouth.
"I've always wanted to do this," he said with his deep voice with his breath caressing my neck up to my nape. I felt shivers run down my spine as his voice resonated through my ears. Then he began to kiss my neck gently, still caressing my skin with the breath from his nostrils.
"Awww," I moaned lightly as he worked his way down my body, kissing from my neck through my cleavage and all the way down to my belly button. He was now squatting and looking up at me with a sexy smirk on his face. Then he kissed my belly button again, this time his breath caressed the border between my belly button and my panty line. I was already feeling moist down there and held my breath as he caressed my belly button even more sensually. Then taking his lips off my belly button, he gently pulled down my lacy panties, which were already a bit soaked from my wetness.
"Should I still leave you alone?" he asked with a smirk on his face as he stood up and looked me in the eye. I wanted to say yes. He is a werewolf afterall, a monster. But something in me, a primal instinct maybe couldn't resist him.
"I....I don't know," I stuttered.
"Indecisive are we?" he asked, "Just as you are to accept your own kids!" he yelled.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, "I'll accept them. I will okay?" I said.
"Of course you will," he said, "and will you be mine too?" he asked.
"Uhun! Yes I'll be yours. Anything you want," I said.
"Good, now let's make that clear, shall we?" he said and he suddenly pulled me towards him and went behind me, wrapping on of his arms around any neck.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I felt choked by his forearm against my neck.