"𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀" - 𝗝𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗘𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮.
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Alpha Adryan Romano
Alpha to one of the largest and strongest packs in the world, The Blood Moon Pack. He was...
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"Can I?" A voice interrupts their socializing. Adryan wanted to dance with his mate, Vince kept nagging at the back of his mind like a damn tap recorder.
Jacob Black wasn't a threat to them, the guy was unproblematic and liked his peace, besides Adryan knew that Jacob wasn't after his mate like that bastard Connor was. His wolf didn't find Jacob as a threat at all.
"Uh, yeah sure" Jacob moves away. He looks between Adryan, Alpha of The Blood Moon Pack, and Jade. His face immediately lits up with recognition. No one could deny the fact that they were mates, by the way Adryan was staring at Jade, who had gone tense upon Adryan's arrival in Jacob's hold.
Jacob places Jade's hand in Adryans. Smiling politely, he moves away from the dance floor.
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Adryan looks at Jade, who seemed to go tense in his presence. Placing his hands on her waist, he pulls her closer. Their chests brush against each other, causing tingles to spread through both of their bodies, Jade gasps in shock. He never did anything like this in public, whatever had happened between them until till now was behind a close door.
"What are you doing-g?" She couldn't help but stutter out with shock lacing her voice.
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm dancing with my mate." He says nonchalantly, as if she should've known it by now.
She remains silent, she didn't want to make a scene here, especially in front of so many people.
He takes her free hand that was laying limp at her sides in his, placing them on his shoulder. He slowly starts moving to the slow tempo of the music that continued playing in the background.
His gaze never left her face, he was enchanted by her looks. No matter of words could describe her beauty to the world. She was the kind of person whose beauty should be seen in person rather than scramble for words to describe it.
He suddenly dips her, causing her breath to hitch at his sudden actions, both of his calloused rough hands placed on her waist while both her hands come to rest on the shoulder, gripping them tightly for support.
She felt like if she let go of her hold on him, she might end up on the floor.
Bringing her back up, he continues moving about with her in his arms.
His grip on her waist tightens, she feels herself being lifted into the air so that her face was aligned with his, their breaths mingling together. Their nose brushing against each other. It was as if everything around them was a blur, it was just them two. Living in the moment.
Slowly bringing her back down onto the ground, he spins her around so that the hard planes of his chest were pressed against her back.
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