Chapter 3

Kate’s P.O.V.

There he was!

Standing tall among the crowd, his aura commanding as if the world adjusted itself around him.

Broad shoulders, dark hair, sharp features with quiet precision.

His presence didn’t demand attention.

It owned it!

“Osiris!”

Jennifer’s face lit up as she rushed past me, her voice suddenly soft, eager, and almost shy.

“I didn’t know you would come.”

Osiris didn’t smile, didn’t step forward. He didn’t even react the way most men would when treated with that kind of attention.

His gaze brushed over her briefly and then settled on me, its intensity sending a quiet shiver down my spine.

Jennifer noticed it as well.

And just like that, her sweetness cracked, something colder slipping through before she masked it again.

“Kate!” She said, turning back to me with a sweet smile. “Are you alright?”

I almost laughed.

The same woman who just ordered me stripped was now acting all sweet.

Her hand extended toward me.

“Let me help you up.”

For a second, I considered ignoring her fake concern and walking away, avoiding more drama. But the way she had humiliated me a few minutes ago ignited my blood.

I raised my head and smiled, taking her hand gently. And then... under everyone’s watchful eyes, I pulled hard.

“Ahh!”

Jennifer lost her balance instantly, the layers of her elaborate gown tangling under her feet as she went down, falling with a satisfying thud.

After a beat of silence, laughter echoed, loud enough to crack through the carefully maintained perfection of the event.

Jennifer struggled, arms caught awkwardly in the folds of her own dress, unable to stand.

I bit my lips to hide the mean smirk and got up.

“Careful!” I said lightly. “You wouldn’t want to damage it. It’s Jace’s gift for you!”

I turned around before she could respond and walked away. The cold night air hit my face as I stepped outside the venue, the noise fading behind me.

My hands were still shaking from everything I hadn’t allowed myself to feel.

“Walking away suits you.”

I stilled and then turned.

Osiris stood a few steps behind me, composed as ever.

“I didn’t realize I had an audience.”

“You didn’t,” he replied coolly. “Not until you made one.”

Well… that was fair!

His gaze dropped to my side, and I followed it to the tear in my dress.

“It’s ruined.”

“I know.”

He asked after a pause. “Do you want to fix it?”

I let out a quiet sigh. “Unless you are hiding a sewing kit somewhere. I think it’s beyond repair.”

The corner of his lips curved into a faint smile.

“Come to my room.”

It wasn’t a suggestion. And after what happened tonight, anywhere was better than here.

I nodded. “Alright!”

…

His suite was luxurious, the best guest room in the entire pack.

Osiris moved past me, setting his coat aside before pouring two glasses of wine.

I hesitated when he handed me one. “I don’t usually drink.”

“Why?”

What kind of absurd question was that? I generated an excuse to stall and refuse him.

“Low tolerance, I guess.” I admitted. “And poor decision-making tends to follow.”

His gaze lingered for a silent moment.

“Then don’t make decisions. Just drink and relax.”

That was… some advice.

I accepted the glass with thanks and sipped wine, the expensive alcohol burning my throat deliciously. One glass warmed me, loosening the tight knot in my chest.

“Jennifer doesn’t like me.” I began, shattering the silence.

“That’s obvious.” Osiris admitted openly.

I huffed. “She thinks I am a threat.”

“You are!”

I blinked thinking he could have at least showed some empathy towards me.

Did this man ever think how his cold voice could hurt others?

“That wasn’t modesty speaking.”

“It wasn’t meant to be.” He sipped again, nonchalantly.

My stunned gaze flicked to him, studying his serious yet dashing face.

“She has no reason to be threatened.” I said quietly. “Not anymore.”

“People rarely need reason,” he said. “They need insecurity.”

That… made sense!

Silence stretched between us, strangely comforting.

Osiris poured himself another glass, his voice casual now.

“She was introduced to me once.”

“Jennifer?” I asked with my eyes widened.

“Yes. My family considered her a suitable match for arranged marriage.”

His statement piqued my curiosity.

“And?”

“I wasn’t interested.” Osiris spoke flatly. “I have no interest in spoiled, entitled girls.”

I huffed a small laugh. “That’s specific.”

Swirling the crimson liquid in the glass, his gaze shifting back to me. I could see how he licked his lips teasingly while staring at me. My whole body burnt under the soul-piercing eyes.

“But you...”

His voice was hoarse and shallow, like a bare whisper which stirred a wild sensation in my belly.

“You are different.”

What the hell was my body doing?

It seemed to be freaking out in his presence as heat crept into my cheeks. I took another sip of wine, glancing at Osiris holding the stem glass, wondering how his grip would feel around my neck.

Osiris’s voice dragged me back from my fantasy as he said after a moment.

“You need to change.”

Our eyes connected, and the speck of gold in his eyes mesmerized me, warming me up in all the right places.

His faint smirk made me realize he had caught me red-handed.

“It’s fine...” I tried very hard to ignore his burning gaze. “I-I just need something to cover it...”

The rest of the words died down in my mouth with the sudden wave of temptation. Osiris unbuttoned his shirt and took it off smoothly.

“Wear this. This should suffice for now.”

Moon Goddess on bike!

It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen a man before. But the alpha in front of me could only be described as a Greek god.

An Adonis, a fashion model, the human equivalent of sex on a stick.

That didn’t even make sense, but my brain had shut off while I admired the creation before me.

His sculpted muscles glimmered under light as he slowly walked towards me as if he was stalking his prey.

“Enjoying the view?”

“Yes... I mean… No.”

I bit my tongue as my cheeks warmed, scolding myself inwardly.

‘Okay, Kate, get a grip!’

I composed myself and took his shirt, but his warm fingers brushing mine sent a jolt directly to my core. Osiris stepped closer, his full lips, defined jaw coupled with messy dark hair, and muscles making him look sinful and manly.

A girl could get wet just looking at him.

And a girl was!

“Change here.”

He held my chin up, his warm breath fanning my face. His deep voice sent shivers down my spine and made me clench my thighs together.

But I covered it up with an eye roll and turned, my balance swaying as alcohol kicked in at the very wrong moment.

“I’ll be quick.”

Muttering under my breath, I removed the fabric from my shoulder and then... paused. The feeling of being watched settled over my skin.

I glanced back. Osiris was a few steps away, his intense gaze fixed on me.

I shot him a warning glare and thankfully, he took the hint. He switched off the main lights, leaving only a dim glow behind.

My hands trembled as I slipped out of my dress, reaching for the shirt...

But a pair of burly arms wrapped around me from behind. Tucking me back to his exposed torso, Osiris whispered, his warm breath brushing my ear.

“Kate, are you willing?”

The way he said my name made me forget everything else. He pressed his nose to the crook of my neck, and I almost moaned, the rumbling of his low growl travelling to every speck of my existence.

“I… am...”

My whimpering was enough to convey how badly I wanted him.

His rough hand reached up to my thigh, covering my skin with delicious heat as he left a trail of kisses on my neck.

I had never imagined an alpha to be romantic with such tricks up his sleeve!

Instead of bending me over, he pulled the strap of my bra with his teeth, the sharpness grazing my skin. I gasped as he turned me to face him, flattening me against the wall.

“Ah... Osiris...”

He leaned in over my bosom, and I shivered as his nose touched my sternum. Reaching the base of my neck, he left a peck at the center.

“I love the way you moan my name, Kate.”

His hand slid between my thighs, brushing over the wetness, making me moan. He raised his head, his smoldering gaze burning into mine.

“But I want you to scream it tonight.”

…

As Osiris said, I didn’t think at all.

Not when his hands traced heat across my skin.

Not when his touch pushed me to climax repeatedly, taking me to the new heights of euphoria.

By the time we were done, I was a moaning mess under him, my body aching in the best way. Exhaustion took over me as I fell asleep, waking up after a comforting nap in the morning.

My head was heavy, body slower than usual. The memories of my last night came back all at once, warming my cheeks as I turned…

“Ouch!”

An involuntary gasp escaped me as a sharp pain shot through my neck. I touched the tender skin and flinched.

“Goddess!”

I picked up my phone from the nightstand and turned on the camera. My eyes widened to see a giant mating mark glimmering on my neck…