Chapter Four

Liam stepped to the room that had been set aside for the human. This was his first visit since the incident.

He had decided to do something nice for her to make up for the failure to keep her totally safe during the ceremony. Though she had not come to harm, he didn’t think it would be ok to ignore her after what she had almost experienced.

Especially since she was just a normal human who wouldn’t have ever experienced something like that in her life.

He didn’t want that to become a traumatic event for her.

As such, he asked her what she wanted. She told him he should personally take her out to Orlando and treat her. He agreed to this.

Tirian nearly blew a gasket when he heard this, but was slapped down by his alpha. 

Liam knocked and waited for her answer before opening the door. 

Just like always, the first thing that struck him was her beauty. Today, she was wearing a dress for some reason, which was very unlike her but it brought out something in him. Something possessive.

“I have been a poor host, ignoring you and letting you come in harm’s way” he said, stepping up to her and taking her hand “Let me reintroduce myself and make up for it. My name is Liam Ortega, Alpha of the Ortega pack”

He leaned over her hand and brushed his lips on her knuckles.

“I didn’t know you were such a gentleman” she replied with a slight smile on her face.

“Well although we may be beasts, we aren’t animals” he said with a light chuckle in his voice “Well, shall we go?”

“Lead on” 

He led her out to the main garage which held most of the vehicles of the pack. When they got there, rather than going over to pick up one of the cars parked in the repurposed warehouse, Liam took them to a separate building beside it.  

There he opens the gate to reveal a collection of classic cars.

“Wow” her eyes sparkled in wonder “Are these all yours?”

“Yep” he answered with a small smile “Dad and I restored all of them from the ground up”

A small cloud covered his face as he thought back on those memories. He quickly shook off his small funk, but not before she noticed.

He took her hand and stepped up to the star of the collection, a fully restored 1976 Ford Mustang Fastback. The sunlight from the windows gleamed on its raven black paint job emphasizing the exquisite detailing on its hood. 

Liam stepped to the passenger side and held the door open for her. She climbed in with a raised eyebrow. He simply smirked and got in himself.

“Get ready to have the time of your life” He proudly boasted.

“Promises, promises” she smirked

Ariana was having a delightful time. He had taken her on a jaunt to Disney world. They talked, they laughed and they found out they had much in common.

Not only their love of classic muscle cars, but their interest in martial arts, movies and even music taste matched… well their music tastes almost matched completely.

“The Rolling Stones are obviously the greatest of all time”

“They’re good but nowhere near as phenomenal as The Beetles”

“They’re overrated… mediocre at best”

“How dare you”

“All they have is the mainstream hype”

“…You take that back”

Even with their differing music tastes, Ariana couldn’t remember a time when she ever had more fun.

She forgot he was supposed to be a flesh eating monster, and she was meant to be the huntress to bring him down. All she could feel was that they were a man and a woman.

After the fun at the park, Liam took them to the theatre. They watched the latest blockbuster, but were both thoroughly disappointed in its quality.

“Meh, just pure spectacle without any actual story”

“The budget was blown completely on explosions, not hiring competent writers or a capable director”

Liam took them to dinner next. As they sat within the cosy atmosphere of the small establishment, Ariana couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing. Was all this really necessary to maintain her cover.

‘I’m sure I am all right… I’m just trying to build a rela… I mean a bond with him’

She looked into his smouldering eyes across the dining table. She watched his taut muscles flex beneath the sleeves of his button up shirt as he sliced into his steak. She stared as his lips took the succulent piece of meat off his fork.

‘… Yes definitely I’m just observing him for weaknesses’ 

Their last destination was a nightclub. 

The Banshee’s Cry was a relatively new place in the working class area of the city. As such its clientele consisted mainly of those who were out and about at the end of the week to blow away all the stress they had accumulated with their jobs. Safe to say, it was banging.

As soon as they arrived, Liam dragged them to the bar to get a couple of shots. He tapped on the bar and gave a signal to the bartender. She nodded and quickly prepared drinks for them both.  

Ariana noticed that while hers looked normal, his had a somewhat ethereal glow to it that one could only notice when they were very close to it. Liam saw her look of curiosity and explained.

“It’s a special tincture” he said with a grin “Strong enough to make even the most powerful werewolves drunk”

He tapped his drink against hers in cheers and they drank.  

As the night passed, they quickly found themselves on the dancefloor, grinding their bodies together.

Ariana moved her body sensuously, winding and grinding her soft flesh on his. She could feel every ridge and crevice on his hard as steel body as she moved on him. From his bulging pecs, to his grindstone abs, she felt it all.  

His rough fingers on her waist, guiding her hips against his.

“Your scent” he growled into her ear “It drives me crazy”

She moaned into his chest.

They seemed to forget where they were. Their eyes only for one another, their movements getting more and more sensual. The whole world only consisted of each other…

… until it didn’t. Their bubble burst as the DJ paused the music to make a shout out to an audience member.

Blushes covered their faces as they silently stood there as the crowd around them went wild for the DJ. They silently agreed they had had enough.

The car ride home was extremely silent. Each in their own head thinking about what happened that night and maybe… they wanted more.