Becoming Alpha Female

Chap.5 Unpacking

Chapter. 5


***Scarlet POV***


4 days later . . .


"Oh my god! Yeah, I see it!"

Kate had pulled the neck of her pale blue jumper so that it exposed the fleshier part of her shoulder at the base her neck.

I could see very faint bite marks.

Hunter and Kate had fully completed the mating ritual and he'd marked her as his own, as she had him. Hunter would now have the faded bite mark of Kate on his shoulder as well.

"So was it better than before?" I asked in a conspiratorial way that only girls can.

"Oh yeah. It's like everything is now heightened, like it means more and it's somehow even more intense than previous times, which believe me, I didn't think was possible!"

We broke down in girlish giggles.

See the final 'marking' stage of mating is when a mated pair mark - or bite - each other during sex. You can have sex with them beforehand without marking which is normally the done thing, but it was often said that marking made the whole experience even more pleasurable.

Once you've been marked, the bite fades but it leaves the scent of your mate which combines with your own. Other werewolves can therefore easily pick up on this and recognise that you're mated.

I had smelled it on Kate before she even told me.

We were in the back of my aunt Ali's bakery, icing and decorating cakes for the Saturday rush this afternoon. My aunt Ali had been only too happy to give Kate a job here so now we were also work buddies. Aunt Ali was actually looking for a third bakery assistant which she'd offered to Savs but she'd respectfully declined - saying it was for the good of her kitchen.

This was true . . .

We'd all been hanging out at the house when on a whim she had decided to bake a cake for us to share, refusing any help, completely determined to succeed on her own.

To our surprise when it came out the oven it actually looked okay, edible even, so we had all tucked in to a piece.

And proceeded to wretch and spit it out as quickly as possible.

She'd used salt instead of sugar.

After suffering extensive teasing from all of us on her culinary skills, or lack thereof, she went for something simpler.

"Fuck this baking shit."

And shoved a pizza in the oven.

Now who can go wrong with oven pizza?

Turns out Savs can.

She'd sent Freddie to go get it out of the oven and he'd come back in on all fours convulsing with laughter.

"You put it in the oven . . . and left the fucking cling film on!"

"Oh, shit."

We'd laughed for a solid half hour . . .

Back in the shop, we'd finished discussing the dirty details of Kate and Hunter's bedroom escapades and she'd then found another one.

"Big day Scarls. You nervous? Excited?"

" Oh god. We'll I'm definitely excited about moving in to the house. Meeting Diego's family for the first time at dinner in a posh restaurant I'm not too sure about - I think nervous would be an understatement."

"Why so anxious?"

"I don't know. I think it's mainly because I know me and Diego are in this forever which means his family is definitely going to be my family from here on out. It makes it seem like there's a hell of a lot riding on tonight and their first impressions of me."

"I'd say good luck but I'm sure you'll be fine," she saw my face, "honestly. Scarls you're like the ultimate people person - it's like your super power."

I laughed but I took comfort from her words and prayed to God she was right and that tonight went smoothly.

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I'd spent all afternoon unpacking my stuff into Diego's room. Well - our room now. It was gorgeous.

We had the biggest bedroom in the place, with a huge king sized bed - which now had my cherished hand made, patch work throw on it (my mum had made it for me) - and an amazing fluffy carpet that you're feet sank into. There was a huge bay window that had a curved seat running along the sill so you could look out at the amazing view of Pentacky Park - a huge area of woodland that came in handy for a pack of werewolves to roam unseen. On the back wall stood an impressive fire place with real burning logs and a red, deep plush sofa sat opposite - perfect for cosy fire side make out sessions. The room also had its own ensuite bathroom and to my absolute joy - an enormous walk in wardrobe.

Unpacking took longer than expected due to Diego getting bored and distracting me.

I currently had two boxes left to unpack when the door opened and Diego sauntered in.

"Stop." I put my arm out warning him.

"Why?"

"You know why."

He grinned mischievously and started to take a step but the hand came up again and he paused.

"I mean it. This time I will not be distracted Diego. I need to finish packing."

"I bet I could change your mind."

"Nope, I'm determined to unpack."

"I'll help."

"You can't help, you know what happened last time - you can watch from afar."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah I'll just stand here and watch."

"Fine then but d- wait - what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking my shirt off."

Damn it.

"You don't play fair."

He held his hands out, "You didn't specify on clothing."

He shot me the mischievous, devilish grin that he knew I couldn't resist. What the hell, I thought - if I was going to fail I might as well give in and enjoy the distraction.

A mischievous smile of my own spread across my lips and I heard his wolf growl in anticipation.

I got up from the floor and ran into his arms. He lifted me off the floor and I wrapped my legs tight around his waist, my arms coiling around his big broad shoulders and my wolf purred as I felt the strong muscles shift beneath. His hands were on my ass and as I kissed him softly he groaned and pulled me tighter against him, making my lower regions heat up. I deepened the kiss. Teasing him and urging him on I flicked my tongue and trailed my nails across his back and I felt him shiver beneath my hands, his wolf growling in need deep in his chest.

Moving me to the bed, he lowered me down and propped himself up above me. Our eyes held each other's and heat coursed through my body as a ripple of undiluted desire swept his body. His hands caressed my face as mine roamed over his bare chest, trailing down to his abdomen and stroking his waistline where his trousers began suggestively.

"Scarls." He moaned, the effect I was having on him turning me on ridiculous amounts.

I smiled and then gasped as his hands slipped under my t-shirt and his thumbs stroked the sides of my breasts. I arched off the bed and he quickly removed my top, tossing it to the side and then moved in to unclasp my bra. That too was also thrown to the floor and as I ran my fingers through his hair he bent his head and began to suck on my nipple, licking and teasing.

"Oh." I groaned and my hips convulsed reflexively against his, the spot between my legs flaming with need.

As he moaned and sucked harder, pleasuring my other breast I let my hands unzip his trousers and tug them off his hips, revealing a huge bulge in the front of his boxers.

"Off." I commanded desperately and he sprung from the bed, ridding himself of his trousers completely but the need to touch him was overwhelming so I went to him, gently groping the front of his boxers.

"Oh, God!" He panted and with that he lifted me by the waist and placed me up against the wall, pressing into me and grabbing my ass. I wrapped my legs around him and whimpered in pleasure as he began to thrust and grind against me. My wolf growled, echoing his, and my hips responded to his - rocking myself against him in a glorious, heated rhythm. The only barrier between us was his boxers and my small cotton shorts and I was glad, we hadn't had sex yet and I kind of wanted it to be more romantic than our desperate, lust filled moments and I definitely wanted protection.

That thought was quickly banished as our grinding became more and more desperate, deeper and more intense. I moved my hands from his hair as he lifted his head from my breast and panted against my neck. I could feel my climax building and I clung to him in sweet anticipation.

"Scarlet!"

"Don't stop!" I panted and he increased his speed which made me whimper in sheer pleasure.

"Oh, God, yes!" He moaned as he finally reached the high of his climax, thrusting between my legs with added passion.

"Yes, yes! Diego!" I cried out in sweet anguish as I my orgasm broke with glorious intensity.

We rode the feeling of complete euphoria together, panting and grinding until the pleasure finally faded.

Sagged against each other we tried to catch our breaths.

"I love unpacking with you, it's so much fun." He said, his voice still strained from our activity.

I couldn't help but laugh and he grinned back at me as I swatted his chest and we both got dressed again.

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"Come on Scarls! We're guna be late, you've been getting ready for hours now!"

I was standing in the walk in wardrobe, looking at myself in the full length mirror and adjusting my dress and hair.

Since we were going to quite a fancy place I'd chosen to wear one of my more sophisticated, elegant dresses.

In the end I ended up wearing my favourite green dress. It was made of a fine, flowing fabric that matched the deep emerald green of my eyes. It was a halter neck, consisting of a gathered bodice and jewelled belt that flattered my small frame perfectly before the weightless fabric swished down to my thighs.

I'd gone for simple, understated make up that showcased my eyes and gave my cheeks a subtle but lovely pink glow.

As for my hair I wore it down but had taken the effort to curl it to perfection so that it looked natural but classy.

Oh and a pair of killer heels.

I nodded to myself in the mirror.

"You're guna be fine Scarl."

With one last took and a deep breath I entered the bedroom where Diego was lying star fished out on the bed, a picture of sheer boredom.

I rolled my eyes as I walked to the door.

"Okay I'm ready, we can go."

"Final-" He froze mid reply and slowly sloped off the bed.

"Is is too much? I knew it, look I'll quickly change and you can -"

He cut me off by wrapping his arms around my waist and making me feel small, loved and protected.

"You're perfect." he said simply and I beamed back at him.

"You don't look too bad yourself."

It was true. He was wearing a suit - unbuttoned with no tie - but a suit nonetheless and boy did he make it look sexy.

"Ready?" I asked.

"No, I forgot one thing." and bent down to place his lips on mine, kissing me slow and gentle.

It was a good five minutes before I was able to force myself to break the kiss, pulling away flushed and amused.

I grabbed my bag - now dubbed 'Mary' by everyone because they all thought that like Mary Poppins I always had something for every eventuality - and pulled out a tissue, handing it to Diego.

"You have lipstick all over your mouth."

"Shit."

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Diego opened the door to the restaurant and held it open for me.

"After you . . ."

I stood there nervously.

His eyes softened, "They're going to love you Scarls - trust me."

And with that last little nudge of support I walked into the restaurant and decided I was just going to be me. No nerves. No shyness. No sucking up. Just me.

Diego took my hand, rubbing circles into my skin which did help calm me as his touch always did, and led me to a table where three people had just taken their seats but rose when we approached.

"Oh, Diego!" his mum smiled excitedly and gave him a quick hug.

"Hey mum, this is Scarlet."

She squealed and clapped her hands a little before giving me a huge hug, pulling back and cupping my face in her hands.

"It is just so good to meet you Scarlet! Welcome to the family sweetheart."

"Thanks mrs. Harrison." I smiled.

"Oh don't be silly, call me Sandi!" she pulled back and ushered her husband forward, "and this is Victor."

"You can call me Vick." he smiled warmly and offered his hand.

I shook it, "It's genuinely great to meet you guys."

From behind Sandi a little head peaked out below her waist and peered up at me shyly.

This must be Diego's little sister Clara, I thought. He'd told me that she was the sweetest girl you could ever meet but she was terribly shy and didn't cope well with strangers.

I crouched down to the floor so I was on eye level with her.

"Hey there, you must be the Clara I've been hearing so many good things about, right?" I held out my hand, "I'm Scarlet."

She hesitantly shook my hand before hugging her teddy bear again.

I lowered my voice to a whisper even though I knew everyone's werewolf hearing would pick up what I was saying.

"Do you think you could do me a huge favour tonight Clara?"

She edged forward slightly, her gorgeous chestnut ringlets framing her heart shaped face and bringing out her blue eyes that were looking at me curiously.

"Well the thing is I'm actually very nervous tonight, and looking at the tables I have no idea which spoons or forks to use because there's so many! Could you maybe sit next to me and help me out a little?"

She gave me a smile, coming out from behind her mum.

"Well I know which ones to use." she said quietly.

"Can you show me then?" I asked.

She nodded with a big grin and took my hand to lead me to a seat.

As I stood up I could see the faces of Diego and his parents. Diego gave me a quick wink and I could see the love and pride in his face - I smiled back. Vick's face showed what I hoped to be approval and Sandi actually had a small tear in her eye. She touched my arm and whispered to me quickly as I walked past.

"Thank you," she said, "that was a lovely thing you just did."

I gave her a quick nod and a smile as me and Clara headed to sit down.

"Woah, woah, woah!"

Diego stopped us from taking our seats and pulled out Clara's chair for her.

"Let me take care of my two favourite ladies."

She grinned up at him adoringly as she sat down and he adjusted her seat, then he did the same for me although he did take the opportunity to caress my cheek before he sat down.

Clara looked at me happily, enjoying the attention we were getting.

I winked at her and her smile broadened as she blushed a little.

Oh my god, she was so cute.

For the first half of the meal I mainly took a back seat and just watched Diego and his family catch up and chat and laugh. His close relationship with his parents reminded me of mine and a lump formed in my throat but I quickly squashed it - now was not the time. I still couldn't help the sudden, overwhelming feeling of loss though and I just couldn't shake my sadness. I missed my parents so much.

Diego obviously felt my strong emotions through the mate bond and looked at me worriedly. He took one look at my face and I could tell he understood why I had suddenly felt so sad. He took my hand under the table and squeezed it reassuringly, letting me know that he was there for me and I felt so comforted that my dark mood started to shift back to the happier one I'd had up until now.

"So Scarlet, how come you and Diego hadn't met each other until a few days ago?" Sandi enquired.

"Oh, well I'm not from Pentacky originally. I actually just moved here about a week ago."

"Oh right! Well I think I speak for the whole family when I say thank goodness you did! So whereabouts do you live?"

"Well as of today in the pack house," I shared a look with Diego and I caught his mum gazing at us happily at our sweet, little moment, "but I used to live in the greenfield estate near the high school."

"How lovely, you know we really should do this again or plan a day out and invite your parents along, do you think they'd be up for it?"

"Oh, erm . . ."

There was an awkward silence.

I felt the lump form in my throat again and my eyes began to sting slightly.

"Scarls," Diego moved his chair closer in one swift movement and put a protective arm around my waist whilst his other hand held mine in comfort, "I'm sorry, I should have let them know but it's your private -"

"No, no. Honestly it's nobody's fault it happens all the time," I took a steadying breath and placed a hand on Diego's leg to try and calm his worry, "I'm fine."

"Oh god! I am so sorry Scarlet! I didn't mean to say anything to upset you, I just -" I cut her off with a forgiving wave of my hand.

"Please don't feel guilty. No, it's just that . . . my parents passed away about a month ago in a car accident . . . it's still raw is all."

After that Diego's parents showered me with condolences, sympathy and comfort - once Sandi had stopped apologising that is.

God, I really did not want to ruin this family meal with my emotional trauma so I lightened the mood and switched topic.

"Well there was one good thing that came out of it . . ." I looked Diego in the eyes and let my love for him show on my face. He tightened his arm around my waist and returned the look so my insides melted. I decided to have a bit of fun.

I gave him a mischievous grin before I abruptly turned around to face Clara, "And that is meeting my new best friend."

I lightly tapped her on the nose with my finger and she giggled, beaming up with me.

"Best friends? really?"

"Of course!" and I gave her another wink.

"Diego will be jealous." she said and we all laughed.

"Diego will have to learn to share." I said as I placed a hand on his arm.

We all laughed again and the rest of the meal went smoothly. We ate, talked, Clara guided me through cutlery, we laughed some more and by the time we'd finished I felt like I truly was part of the family.

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***Diego POV***

I went round to my parents' house the next day whilst Scarls was working at the bakery.

My dad answered the door and to my surprise he came in for a hug - a brief, manly one of course - then pulled back but kept his hands on my shoulders.

"Son, you are one hell of a lucky guy. Scarlet is one fine young lady and let me tell you, you fuck this up buddy and you'll have me to deal with!"

"So you like her, huh?"

He nodded solemnly, not needing words to convey the respect I could tell he had for her.

I spotted Clara down the hall so I hurried through and she ran into my arms, though she kept looking around behind me.

"Where's Scarlet?" she asked.

Incredible, I thought. My adorable little Clara who was so shy she basically didn't speak to anyone outside the family was now clearly besotted with Scarls.

How did she do it?

As I'd watched her last night with my little sister I didn't think I could have been more in awe. It seemed natural and effortless for her to meet new people and instantly make them feel at ease.

"She's working at Ali's Bakery."

She looked disappointed but then she lifted her head and looked me in the eyes.

"I really like her Diego."

My mum, who had just joined us and heard the last bit of our conversation, placed her hand over her heart and smiled, shaking her head in wonder.

"Me too Clara." I said.

Words cannot describe the Scarlet-love-fest that then erupted from my mother. She basically declared that Scarlet was the greatest young girl she had ever met.

And I couldn't agree more.

Of course my family adored her, she was simply perfect in every way and I loved her with all my heart.




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