Chapter 4

Leia’s pov

“Shit, we’re running late. I still need to shower.” I told Kate.

“So, shower at my place. You can borrow some of my clothes.”

“You have a very fucking different taste in clothing that I do.” I replied.

Kat sighed, “just come shower at my place. I’m sure I have something black for you.”

We were supposed to dress up for tonight’s dinner and my usual attire was just some jeans and a cool shirt. Preferably one with either a marvel movie or star wars on it. Or something black.

“Fine, fuck. I’ll wear some of your colorful dresses.” I said rolling my eyes.

I secretly loved Kate’s style. Her clothes all suited her very well and she always looked cheerful in them. But we had very different body shapes and style. We were just very fucking different, but opposites attract. Just like dad and Alpha Osiris.

I would see Asher tonight and I wanted to look nice. But tonight wasn’t about me, it was about Beta Riker. So it didn’t fucking matter what I was wearing. I was twelve when it happened, but it was different for me. I knew Beta Riker well, but I didn’t grow up with him as closely as Kate, Asher and obviously, his kids did. It still fucking hurt when he died and it reminded me that one day I would lose my parents too.

Kate took a shower first and while I took a shower, she prepared some outfit choices for me. One was a fucking pink dress with white flowers. Which was a big fucking no for me. It was really damn hard to pick a dress, especially because I am short and don’t have the rack that Kat does.

But she had one dress that was a wrap dress which worked I guess. It was long with a big slit and a low v-neck. But that didn’t really matter, since I didn’t have that much cleavage anyway. I could go braless. Just hoped they wouldn’t fuck slip out. It was this lavender color with a white flowery pattern, of fucking course. Kat might not paint flowers like her mom, but she for sure does like to fucking wear them.

Kate styled my hair and put on some light make-up on me. I looked like a fucking different person, but it wasn’t bad. At least the dress matched my hair and make-up.

When I came down mom looked at me lovingly and dad laughed, “you got Katie to turn you into a fucking princess huh?”

I shrugged my shoulders, “I didn’t have a fucking choice.”

“You look fucking beautiful Leia. But you always do.” Dad said, making me blush.

We got inside the dining hall and Asher looked at me briefly, apparently he wasn’t impressed. I thought he might notice me wearing something different, but who was I kidding. I wasn’t even on his radar.

We all ate and reminisced about the past. Sharing our favorite memories of Riker. My dad’s favorite memory was when he rode Riker’s back and raced against Alpha Osiris. The whole table laughed. Jara shares some childhood memories. It was fucking weird thinking about our parents as kids or teenagers. I had heard some of the stories and seen some photo’s, but it was still fucking weird.

Desert was brought out and then drinks. We weren’t allowed to drink yet, but I snuck a couple of sips from my mom’s drink. Dad didn’t drink, because he was a former addict. It wasn’t like he needed a damn drink anyway, that dude was just as crazy sober.

It was fun to see everyone again. We used to meet so often, but now it was only on birthdays and special days. The Blood Moon celebration was one of the big ones we celebrated. Honoring the Moon Goddess for turning my dad and so many others into werewolves.

I was talking to Kat when I noticed Asher was drinking a lot. I guess this day was rough on him. Asher never shared much with Kate or me. I hope he shared some of his feelings with Sierra or his parents. He told Kate that it was better she didn’t know all the details, that it would taint her picture of her dad. And Kate and Alpha Osiris were really close.

I went to the toilet and when I came out, I bumped into Asher. Actually he bumped into me, because he could hardly stand on his fucking feet. He sounded drunk, as he touched my cheek softly.

“You look so good tonight, Leia.”

I blushed, “thank you Asher. But you’re fucking drunk. You should go to bed.”

“I might be drunk, but you still look too fucking good.” Asher said and he bend his head towards me and kissed me.

The only other person I had kissed was his sister and this was fucking different. This was so much fucking better. His soft lips grabbing mine, softly biting on my lower lip. Asher pulled me closer to deepen the kiss. I moaned and he took advantage of the moment to slip his tongue in. I didn’t practice this with Kat, but Asher showed me how to move. His tongue playing with mine. He tasted like alcohol, but I didn't care. It felt so good and I wanted more.

Asher's hands went up my dress and he slowly cupped my ass in his hand, squeezing it. Then he gave me a soft slap on my ass. Fucking hell. Apparently there were some benefits to wearing a dress.

Out of nowhere he stopped and looked at me, “sorry. Shit. Sorry.” And he walked away.

My knees felt weak and I was out of breath. My lips felt swollen and I stood against the wall for a while.

What the fuck did just happen?!