Emily's POV
"Slow down, Lex!" I said, giggling behind him as he dragged me toward my room.
He came to a stop and raised his head.
"Close your eyes, mommy," he said seriously.
Milan and Jax had followed us in, curious to see how I would react to the dress they picked for me. I turned my head toward the two, unsure what to do.
Jax, who was holding Lilly in his arms, gave me a smile and nod of the head, which made me flinch. He was never one to get excited about anything.
I turned to Lex, and I closed my eyes. He opened the door and took my hand, leading me inside my bedroom.
"Okay, mommy," he said. "You can open your eyes now."
My gaze landed on the dress hanging on my closet door, and I blinked a couple of times to process what I was seeing.
"Wow!" I gasped. I have never seen such a beautiful dress.
I carefully lifted the dress off its hanger, hanging it open against my body. The skirt hung touching the floor, but a pair of 6' stilettos would do the trick and would lift the dress just enough to sway above the floor.
I couldn't believe my eyes, and tears welled up in my eyes. My fingertips moved over the beautifully crafted top—every stitch was perfectly and carefully sewn.
This dress didn't form part of Xavier's collection; I would have recognized the dress.
"Xavier bought it for you," Mila said, seeing my facial expression change. "He knew you wouldn't accept dresses, so I borrowed them from him."
I had a problem with accepting gifts from Xavier and Mila. They have been so good to me, and I will never be able to repay them for what they have done for me.
"You are too clever for your own good," I said. "It's perfect; thank you."
I wiped the spilled tears from my face and looked at myself in the mirror.
I can already imagine myself wearing this dress.
"Mommy!" Lex called, sitting on my bed and gesturing to the box. "You still need to open these!"
I hung the dress back on the hanger and made my way to bed.
"And what are these?" I asked.
"Your mask and shoes, Mommy!" Lex said, opening the box for me.
"Wow!" I said, my eyes widening when I took the black stilettos out of the box. "These are..."
"Lex picked them up and paid for them," Mila said, coming closer.
Lex stayed with Mila and Jax, mostly when I was on the road.
I made sure that there was enough cash in Lex's bank account to make him live comfortably. Mila would take him shopping once in a while and buy all the necessities they needed.
A smile formed on my lips. Jax had this brilliant idea of linking the two dwellings with a door, separating us and giving us all our much-needed space and privacy, yet at the same time, it gave Lex freedom to move from one home to the other by just unlocking the door.
That way, Lex would never be alone at home and could still stay in his own room when I was away for work.
"You did?" I said, pulling him closer to me. "They are beautiful!"
I kissed the top of Lex's head, thanking him.
I loosened the straps on the shoes to fit them, and Lex got off the bed to help me.
Ironically, the shoes gave me much-needed height and were very comfortable.
"You guys surely have a great eye for finding the perfect fit!" I commented. "Thank you."
Mila picked up a box on my dresser and handed it to me.
"You will need this for tonight," she said. "I will see you at 7 p.m."
I wanted to say something, but Mila stopped me.
"The drive is over an hour long," she said. "I have made lasagna for dinner, and we should eat before we leave."
I nodded in understanding, and Mila left my room, leaving Lex and me alone.
"Mommy, are you going to get ready now?" He asked.
"No, champ," I said. "We still have an hour before we need to go eat."
"Can we bake some chocolate chip cookies?" he asked, hopeful.
"Okay," I said, getting up. "Let's see if there is still chocolate chip cookie dough left in the fridge."
Half an hour later, I set the baking tray on the counter, and the smell of fresh cookies filled the air.
Lex and Lilly popped their heads out of Lex's room.
"Are they done, mommy?" Lex asked, coming closer.
"They sure are," I said.
Lex pulled a chair out for Lilly, helped her onto her seat, and then took a seat next to her.
"I guess you want a cookie?" I asked.
Both nodded.
I pulled the drawer out and took out some plates and glasses, then headed to the fridge, got some milk out, poured each glass, and handed it to them. Then I set two cookies on the plates for each of them.
Lex and Lilly licked their lips.
"Shh," I said, gesturing with my finger on my lips. "This is our little secret. Aunt Mila is going to be very angry at me if she sees me giving these to you now. You had better eat them quickly."
The kids giggled as I pushed the plates toward them.
"Be careful," I warned. "They are still hot."
Mila walked in the second the children finished eating and crossed her arms around her chest, annoyed.
"You didn't, did you?" She asked.
"Did what?" I asked innocently.
Mila came closer to the counter and rolled her eyes at me with a sigh—the evidence left on both kids' lips.
"What?" I said, shrugging. "I can't help it. I haven't seen or spoiled them for such a long time; it's a necessity."
"Not before dinner," Mila said, annoyed.
"Okay," I said. "I'll try remembering that next time."
Mila shook her head, knowing that I would purposely not remember, and gestured for us to follow her to the dining room.
Supper went quickly, and before I knew it, it was time to get ready.
I took a long and relaxing bath and quickly got dressed.
I was drying my hair when Mila walked in. She had chosen a navy blue dress with gold embroidery. Her hair was pinned up, and her make-up was done beautifully. She looked stunning, and it would be hard for Jax to let her go out like that.
"Let me help you with your hair," she said, taking the brush from me.
She quickly braided my hair, hiding the tail under the braid. She finished off my hair with loose curls, coming down the side of my face.
I finished my make-up, leaving my face as natural as possible. I didn't do much with my eyes; they were hiding behind a mask.
"Wow, Mommy!" Lex called as he ran into my room. "You look like a princess! Can I have the first dance?"
I giggled in response, and Mila nodded, giving me a minute to spend with Lex before we left.
I searched for a song on my cellphone and pressed play.
Lex took my hand and bowed his head like a real gentleman, and I curtsied in response.
Xavier was giving him classes in dancing, and Lex didn't shy away. He loved dancing just as much as I did.
"You are an exceptional dancer," I said when the music stopped. "I would like to have another someday."
Lex nodded, kissed my hand, and took a step back.
"Thank you, my lady," he said. "You didn't do anything bad to yourself."
I couldn't help but laugh.
I squatted in front of Lex and kissed him.
"Be a good boy tonight," I said. "I will see you in the morning."
Lex hugged me before he rushed off toward Mila's side of the house.
I grabbed my clutch and headed to the door.
Mila waited for me outside, next to Xavier's limousine.
They had gone out of their way to make this night as memorable as possible.
I quickly linked Xavier to my gratitude and closed the link before he could reply.
The driver opened the passenger door for me and helped me and Mila inside.
Who I ended up dancing with later that night had me almost begging for more.
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Emily's POV "Did you forget something?" Mila asked when we crossed the border. At first, I was confused until my gaze fell on Mila's mask. "Sh*t!" I moaned. "No mask, no entry," she said. "Then stop the car and let me go fetch it!" I said, my heart racing. How could I have forgotten about the mask? "No, I can't do it!" Mila said. "The driver will only stop at the club and again at the pack house. Xavier's orders." "Uhm, did you bring an extra one?" I asked, hopeful. Mila giggled and pulled the box from behind her. "Jax handed it to me," she said. "Lex didn't see you take it when you left home, so he told Jax to quickly sneak it to me." I sighed, relieved. "Thank you!" I said, taking the box. I haven't opened the box and looked at the mask yet. I was curious, yet I knew Xavier and Mila wouldn't gift me a hideous mask. "Some champagne?" Mila asked, pulling a bottle out of an ice bucket. "Sure," I said. "Why not? I haven't had a proper drink in so long!" Mila carefully f
Alexanders's POV I stood at my office window, overlooking the sea of people on the dance floor. I have done this so many times before—just watching them as they sway to the sound of music. Tonight was no different; the music pumped loud and clear, the alcohol flowed, people got drunk, and those who came to actually move their bodies claimed the dance floor. The only difference about tonight was that we had a themed party just to try and spice things up. My gaze traveled over every person there, searching for Emily in the crowd. My eyes eventually settled on a dark-headed girl in the center of the dance floor, swaying her body to the music. She had a striking-looking blond friend dancing next to her. Yet I couldn't move my eyes from the dark head. She reminded me too much of Emily. I focused my full attention on her, noticing the gorgeous black mask covering her face. Her body was strikingly sexy. She was slender, with curves in just the right places. I couldn't help but notic
Emily's POV "Hide my scent," I ordered Willow, and she growled at me. Mila had dragged me to the center of the dance floor, unconcerned about what was going on around her. I tried to keep my pose, but it was difficult with Willow clawing to take control. "Why should I?" She demanded angrily. "He is our mate. He should love us! We need to find him!" "Do as I say, or else I will block you off!" I warned her. I wasn't sure if it was Alex or someone else standing and watching us, but I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my head. I had become uncomfortable under his continuous gaze. "Fine!" Willow growled, hiding my scent—it was a little perk of being a fire wolf. Mila must have noticed my struggle, and she came closer, swaying to the music. I noticed that many men, especially humans, were drooling on the floor while watching her. "What's wrong?" Mila asked. "Top office, to your left?" I said, trying to act normally. Mila's gaze slowly moved and got stuck on the dark
Alexander POV As soon as I walked out of my office, the soft scent of roses invaded my nose, and Ghost went wild inside my head, scratching to be released. "Calm down!" I snapped, pushing him back. "That's Emily, our mate we are scenting," Ghost yelled. "She's here! Find her!" "I am trying!" I growled impatiently. But her scent seemed to be fading!" That confused both of us—was the girl I just saw Emily or someone else? My gaze traveled over the dance floor, seeing that Emily's friend had left. She wasn't at the bar. My gaze snapped at the tables on the top floor, looking over the dance floor. I spot Mila first. If the girl who is sitting opposite her isn't Emily, she should know where she has gone. I was sure Mila and Jax had something to do with her disappearance; why else would they both jump packs and disappear? I sighed under my breath as I made it to the stairs. I had followed Mila's and Jax's trail as far as I could, but the trail ran cold. I even asked Mila's fath
Alexander POV "Find her!" I roared. "Find her now!" How could I have let her slip from my hands!? I was furious, beyond upset that Emily managed to get away. Where has she gone? Where did she hide all these years, and how was she able to block off her scent? "Her wolf blocked me," Ghost said. "She's strong. She might even be stronger than us." "You are a snow wolf, Ghost," I said, turning my attention to him. "No wolf can compare to you." "Except fire wolves," he said, taking a seat in my mind. "They are extinct," I said. "The chance of her being one is extremely slim. That would mean she has Lycan blood in her system." "Think about it," Ghost said. "I could feel her wolf, but she didn't have one. She must have shifted after she left." "Do you think my father expected that?" I asked. "Well, he believed she was a late bloomer," Ghost replied. It did make sense, but did her parents know? I sat back in my office chair, thinking. Emily's parents weren't too concerned about
Emily's POV "You have got to be kidding me," I sneered, reading the information on the report Xavier gave me. "What's wrong?" He asked, taken aback by my sudden mood change. "You are telling me that the Opal Pack is part of this attack?" I growled. It had been a week since I saw and danced with Alex in the club, and as much as I tried to fight my unwanted feelings, my mind kept drifting back to him. Willow helped me escape the club undetected while some woman distracted Alex; I wasn't ready to face him. Now, it seems impossible to hide any further. I would be living in the club and surrounding areas until my mission was complete. "Not particularly," Xavier said. "My informant just states that whoever is responsible, likes using the Tango club as their base." "Is Alpha Black part of the scheme?" I asked, feeling my blood boil inside my veins. If he was, I would personally rip him to shreds and make sure Lex would never know Alex was his father. "We are not sure," Xavier said wi
Emily's POV I silently waited for Alex in his office. I was in no mood for a casual chit-chat, but I had come to warn him. My hands balled into fists, thinking of what he did, and the muscles in my jaw tightened. I was furious into oblivion. How dare he threaten my family and friends! How dare he target Mila! My gaze snapped toward the entrance of the club, seeing the bouncers standing at the door, letting people in. I got in quite easily, with Mila's help, of course. It was Friday night, and the club would be buzzing with hundreds of people soon. A small smile followed on my lips. I left something for Alex's wolf at the front door; it would drive him crazy. I sat back, tapping my fingers on the small side table, standing against the window. Alex might not see me here, but I would be able to see him. My gaze moved to the sea of people below; some were already intoxicated and were swaying from side to side on the dance floor. It was quite interesting watching from the top; i
Alexander POV "What are you talking about?" I snapped. Luke gestured to the corner of the office, yet I didn't see anyone. Was he going nuts? Or am I blind? I lift my nose into the air, taking a deep whiff. My body stiffened when I noticed the soft, almost nonexistent rose scent lingering in the air; it was the same smell that triggered Ghost when I entered the club. Ghost howled and scratched to be released, yet I pushed him aside and blocked him off. "Emily," I internally muttered to myself, and the next second she walked out of the shadows as if I had called her. "She came!" I heard Ghost appear excitedly in my mind. Emily's face was hidden behind the same black mask she wore the night I asked her to dance. Yet, I couldn't help noticing the coldness in her eyes staring back at me. "Alpha Black," she said, crossing her arms around her chest defensively. "Call me Alex," I said, trying to lighten the mood. Emily glared at me with so much anger that I couldn't help but st