Chapter 4: Party at the Donovan mansion

They were given a very warm welcome by the werewolf from the Bluemoon pack, even given the lap of luxury for the night, complete with the finest wine poured by their sexy omega.

Carlo and the rest were already drunk enough to resist the allure and temptation of their curvy asses and luscious lips. Even Zeke just gave in when a pretty redhead started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Take it easy, baby; there's no need to hurry..." Zeke takes a deep breath, his voice slurred and weighted with drunkenness. "You're all mine, and I'm all yours for tonight..."

"Get out." Carlo interrupts them without lifting his eyes from his glass.

"Huh? What are you saying?" Zeke lifted his head, utterly clueless.

"You're not going to fuck her in your Alpha presence."

"Are you not going to let me share her with you tonight? Not your typical--"

"Have her all to yourself, Zeke."

Carlo's words prompted Zeke to swiftly rise from the couch. He whisked the Omega he was about to hook up with for the night into a separate chamber.

Carlo stayed in the room while his other friends were immersing themselves in pleasure. Faintly, he started to hear some moans of pleasure and started to feel tightness in his groin, but Carlo didn't want to dabble with these lowly pups.

There was still one more Omega in this room; she was about to come out after finishing delivering the drinks, but then he said "Wait."

She stopped, turning to Carlo. "Yes, Alpha?"

"Closer. Fill my glass." He raised his empty glass.

Carlo couldn't tear his eyes away from her as she refilled his glass with wine. Unlike other Omegas who dressed in slutty and daring outfits, her flowery dress was rather modest and feminine. Her hair was a reddish-brown color, her eyes were so blue, and she was so beautiful.

"Is there anything else Alpha needs apart from this wine?" She flashed him a smile. Her voice sounds pleasantly melodious. Carlo started to imagine what her moan sounded like, and the thought hardened his cock.

A smirk danced across his lips. "What else can you offer?"

"Anything. Entertainment, perhaps, if you please."

Losing control, he grabbed her waist

and sat her on his lap. She was startled for a moment, but then quickly adjusted and wrapped her arms around his neck. They were so close, their faces were mere inches apart, and their bodies were intimately intertwined.

She didn't hesitate to meet his gaze and didn't lower her gaze the way an Omega should in the presence of an Alpha. And had Carlo not been under the spell of this wine and her beauty, he would have already given her a taste of his wrath.

He brushed the hair from her face and asked, "What's your name?"

"Catrina Marine," she replied.

"Marine?" He whispered, gently caressing her lips with his thumb. "Is that why you have the ocean in your eyes?"

She seemed to like his compliment, with her cheeks turning red and making her look more sweet. She nodded timidly.

"Catrina... I feel rather bored now. I would like it if you entertained me."

"Sure," was the obedience from her he expected, and he was quite satisfied. "I can sing. And though I'm not so good, I can perform a few dances--"

"No." Carlo quickly cut her off. Set her to stand on her feet, turning her around to face him. She looked a little confused, taking a couple of steps backward.

After observing her body for a while, Carlo said, "Undress yourself."

"What? I -I--"

"You do know who I am, don't you? And you heard me, so... don't make me repeat my words, Catrina."

She hesitated.

But then, with deliberate slowness, she removed her clothes one by one.

~Flashback Off~

*****

"Catrina,"

Theo's voice jolts Catrina back to consciousness. The man was already behind her, pressing his palms on her shoulder lightly. "Hey, it's okay; it's me." He offered a gentle smile. "Ready to go, now?"

Catching her breath, Catrina smiled and nodded. They left her apartment and got into the car, with Theo taking the wheel as they headed towards the party's location.

"No worries, Lacie is fine with Margaretha. Tonight, you're going to let loose and live in the moment. Don't overthink; just enjoy yourself." Theo said, gripping the hand of the woman next to him.

Catrina nodded despite her thumping heart.

Although Theo has been the closest person to her for the past few years, she still hasn't told him the reason why she never wants to attend the party at the Donovan mansion.

However, to make neither Theo nor Margaretha suspicious, she eventually caved and decided to go.

"You are so beautiful tonight, Catrina. Even the moon goddess herself would be jealous." Theo leaned in, gently placing his lips on the back of her hand.

"Theo, stop exaggerating things."

Theo turned to her and said, "It's his loss for anyone who left you! That cowardly bastard dick! I hope he rots in hell!"

"Theo! Don't say that. I'm okay now."

Catrina took a breath.

Theo didn't know who the person who had impregnated her was; he only knew that the man was a coward. Catrina just hoped Theo would never find out; she didn't want his bad temper to be the source of his disaster.

"Don't say that again, okay?"

With a huff, he nodded.

Arriving at the Donovan mansion, Catrina couldn't help but notice the bustling crowd of guests already filling the premises.

They were about to exit the car and stroll towards the entrance when Catrina pulled something out of her bag,

"Hold up, Theo, I have to put this on first."

Theo squinted at the item she pulled from her bag, frowning. "What? A mask? Catrina, what's the deal with that? You're not supposed to hide your beauty!"

"I don't want him to—I mean, I just don't want to accidentally bump into my modeling friends. This mask makes me more comfortable." Catrina said.