The Alpha's Mate Who Cried Wolf novel Chapter 11

Pushing him away, I giggle. He smiles and opens the car door. 

"Luna's in first," he says. I roll my eyes and hop into the back seat with Ryker. We're sitting as close as possible. 

"Are you trying to sit in my lap?" I joke. 

"Can I?" He asks. We laugh.

"Let's get the hell out of here," Ryker says. Seth drives toward Shadow Crest. 

"How long does it take to get there?" I ask. 

"Depends who's driving, I guess," Ryker jokes. I give him a look. 

"Okay, okay. Just under an hour," Ryker answers. I yawn loudly against his chest. 

"Sleep, my Luna, you need rest," he whispers, holding me tightly as I drift off to sleep.

It's around 1 am when we arrive at Shadow Crest. I wake up to Ryker carrying me in his arms. It's dark and quiet. 

"Ryker, I can walk, you know?" 

"I know, but I want to carry you," he says with a grin. 

"Put me down, Ryker." He gently puts me down.

We are at the mansion's front entrance. It's three stories high. A giant white staircase ascends to the second floor. The balconies on the second and third floors are to die for, and I admire the white French doors and windows. Manicured green hedges border the mansion, and flowers grace the garden sweetly. A giant water fountain with two wolf statues is a glamourous outdoor focal point.

"This is where we live. This is the packhouse," Ryker says proudly. 

"It's a massive house for just two people," I say.

"Oh, many of us live in this house." Ryker scratches the back of his head nervously. 

"You never said I'd be living in a house with a bunch of werewolves," I say.

"It's normal for the Alpha and Luna to live in the packhouse with the beta, gamma, omega, and the cook. Guests from other packs come and visit too," he explains. 

I look forward to seeing if the view during the day will be just as beautiful as the view at night.

"This way." Ryker motions for me to follow him and steps into the room beside his. 

"This room is your room. You have a walk-in wardrobe, a bathroom, a king-sized bed, a balcony, and a nice comfy couch in the corner here," Ryker says. It's a beautiful room, only slightly smaller than his.

"Make yourself comfortable. This is your home now. There will be fresh towels in the bathroom when you wake up, and I'll ask Seth to see if his mate, Mia, can loan you something to wear. Then, when you're ready for breakfast, could you wait for me so we can go down together? Then I'll take you shopping for clothes, and you can meet some locals," Ryker smiles.

"Okay, thank you," I say appreciatively. 

"Before I go. You've been through a lot tonight. Will you be okay on your own? I know you aren't comfortable sharing a bed just yet, but I can sleep on the couch here if you want me to?" I think about it for a moment.    

"I think I'll be okay, Ryker." He nods and leaves, closing the door behind him. I let out a yawn and walk over to the bed. It's so fancy and pretty and looks expensive. I eye the couch for a moment, curl up on it with a blanket, and fall asleep within minutes.

I look at the clock on the wall. It's just after 7 am. I sit up, rub my eyes, remembering everything from the night before, and look around the room as I realise everything that happened last night wasn't a dream.

I open the bathroom door. It's just as glamorous as the bedroom: the marble sink and the granite floor, the gold taps, and its chicness. In a cupboard, I run a bath and find many soaps, bubble baths, and lotions. All these beauty products are every girl's dream. Taking one of the bubble baths, I squirt it into the bathwater and place a body wash and shampoo on the side of the bathtub. Finally, I remove my dirty hoodie and jeans. I'm just about to discard my bra when there's a knock at the door.