Evince Me (14 page)

"You should try and get some sleep. Tomorrow's
another day. By the looks of it, it's going to be a busy one."
Lonso smirked patting my knee as he stood from the swing. I nodded
my head in agreement, giving my brother a hug and a "Thanks." I
could always count on him to be there for me.

My brother was referring to the huge project I
signed them all up for. I know, I know, what a rotten sister.
They're here for two days, but I managed to get them to agree on
helping us give back to the community. We were going to repaint the
library and schools as well as home improvements for the less
fortunate, humans included.

Tossing restlessly back in forth in the bed, I
tried my hardest to fall asleep but it was no use. First of all I
was worried about Tristan. It's been several hours since they left
and I still haven't heard a peep from any of them. Secondly, being
in a strange bed in a new house wasn't helping the situation any. I
needed my cuddle buddy.

Just as I began to doze off, I felt a dip in the
mattress beside me. Strong familiar arms coiled around my back
pulling me forward into a hard chest. I threw my arm over his waist
and snuggled my face into the crook of his neck, welcoming his warm
embrace.

"Bout time you got home." I murmured sleepily
into his shoulder. Not having the energy to start an argument.
"Everything ok?" I asked with half lidded eyes. Tristan was fresh
out the shower, his body still damp from the moisture of the water.
All that covered him were his cotton boxers.

"Everything's fine. We'll talk about it in the
morning." Tristan's minty breath whispered against my forehead. "Go
back to sleep baby, I love you." He said placing a kiss on my
forehead.

As long as he came home to me in one piece
that's all I'm concerned about. The explanation as to what happened
could wait until later. "Love you too." I whispered drowsily as I
drifted off to sleep in Tristan's arms.

Waking up the next day to an empty bed, I
couldn't help the pout that instantly formed on my lips. Did I
imagine falling asleep with Tristan last night? Was it all a dream?
Getting up quickly, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and
wash my face so that I could make breakfast for everyone. My mood
was not a good one.

As I entered the kitchen I was greeted by the
sight of Tristan standing against the counter fully-dressed, while
drinking a glass of orange juice. Sitting at the island talking and
laughing it up with Tristan was an unfamiliar pretty petite blonde
with blue eyes. The way her eyes trained on Tristan made my blood
instantly boil.

Who the hell is this broad and where did she
appear from? He left me alone in bed to come down here to keep her
company? As if sensing my presence, Tristan glanced over his
shoulder at me with his trademark grin.

"Morning beautiful." Tristan greeted with a
wink. "What're you doing up so early?" I stared between the two
unhappily, making my way to the refrigerator and grabbing two dozen
eggs, bacon, and sausages.

"Here to cook breakfast." I grumbled dumping all
the contents in my arms on the counter. I grabbed a few pans,
placing them on the stove. I didn't feel the need to introduce
myself to the stranger sitting there enjoying my mate's company. If
anything she should introduce herself to me, she is in my house
after all, isn't she?

Most likely able to sense my attitude problem,
Tristan gently grabbed a hold of my elbow. "Baby, can I have a
word?" Tristan leaned down to whisper into my ear. I spun around
examining his facial expression for any sign of what he needed to
discuss with me. Tristan's expression gave nothing away so I nodded
my head and followed him to his study.

Closing the door behind him, Tristan approached
me cautiously. Almost like he was afraid I was a ticking time bomb
about to explode. Before I could blink, Tristan closed the distance
between us and captured my lips in his own. The feel of his lips
against mine almost instantly melted away my anger....almost.

"Stop it with the jealousy, I can feel it
rolling off you in waves." He murmured against my lips. "There's
nothing to be jealous about." Not being able to control my
emotions, I tried with all my might to shove Tristan away from me.
Of course it wasn't any use as he held me close to his body,
staring down at me with an amused expression.

"Darla is Alpha Russo's daughter of the Dark
Moon Pack. We were helping Alpha Russo deal with some college guys
who seem to be throwing wild parties on his territory. He doesn't
mind the parties, but it's the damage they're doing to the woods.
The only reason we were called over to help is because dad knows we
played the guys in soccer during high school, so he figured we'd be
able to talk some sense into them, which we did. You'll be happy to
know Sam recognized Darla as his mate."

Boy don't I feel dumb now? "Good for Sam." I
huffed under my breath. Still keeping a strong hold of my miserable
mood, I was bitter for being left alone in bed this morning. It
started my day off way grumpy! Am I being a complete selfish
spoiled princess? Was it too much to ask to wake up in his arms
after not being able to spend time with him on his birthday?

His hearty chuckle filled the entire room as
Tristan's body vibrated against mine. Letting go of his bear hold
around me Tristan took my face in his hands, rubbing at my cheeks
with the pads of his thumbs as he tilted my head upwards forcing me
to look at him. Tristan's eyes softened a bit as he gray orbs
searched my face.

"You're angry at me." He stated not asked. "Why
are you so mad? Is it because I didn't let you come along with us
last night?" Tristan seemed like he was thinking hard about what he
did to upset me as he rolled his bottom lip into his mouth.

"You could've at least mindlinked me that you
guys were ok, I was worried sick!" My anger finally taking control
of my emotions spilled out. I took a step back away from Tristan
feeling my face heat up. The corners of my eyes stung a bit with
tears, my heart was in turmoil last night wondering if one of them
was hurt. I was concerned about each and every one of them, not
just Tristan.

After all the drama we've been through with the
whole Mia situation and my fear of them getting killed trying to
fight rogues. Down to my scary kidnapping ordeal with Maria and
Marco, I at least hoped Tristan would realize I was an utter and
complete worry wart.

Letting out a sigh of guilt, Tristan reached out
to grab a hold of my hands, which were crossed in front of my
chest. He untangled them from my body and held them entwined with
his. "I'm sorry for being inconsiderate, I should've mindlinked you
to at least let you know we were ok. Would it make you feel better
if I let you beat me up?" Tristan asked seriously.

My mean demeanor cracked at the thought of me
beating up someone of Tristan's size. "There you go, let that
beautiful smile escape." He teased as the corners of my lips began
tugging upwards. Letting out a huff, I was mad at myself for
allowing my anger to dissipate that quickly.

I walked forward and wrapped my arms around his
waist. "Don't you ever do that to me again." I nagged sounding like
an old hag. I stood there for a few minutes holding onto Tristan as
though my life depended on it, before I realized I better get
cooking. Hungry wolves aren't something I looked forward to dealing
with.

Two weeks have gone by since Tristan and I
became Alpha and Luna. Since then my Father and brothers have long
returned home after keeping their promise in helping us with the
community. We've painted both the library and the schools.

Surprisingly, Anya and I have become great
friends with Darla. She helps out with tutoring the kids at the
after school club. It's been keeping my hands full as Tristan takes
care of his Alpha duties. I stood at the back of the room next to
Anya, Darla, and Mrs. Evans as Mr. White shared his tale of the
advantages of growing up in a pack.

The children sitting on the ground surrounding
him stared at him in wonderment. I'm glad this all turned out to be
a success. The children as well as the elders absolutely loved
being around one another. The pack house has become somewhat of a
hangout spot for all the teenage wolves, which in a way is a good
thing. Keeps them out of trouble.

A presence in the doorway turned my attention
away from the group for a moment. Standing sexily against the
doorframe was Tristan. What's he doing here? A proud smile
spreading across his lips as he observed everything in the
room.

Walking over to greet him, I leaned up on my
tippy-toes to give him a kiss. "What do I owe the pleasure of a
surprise visit?" I whispered against his lips.

He grinned and hugged me tighter to him. "I was
in the area, I can't stay just stopped by to tell you something."
He began with a sneaky smirk. "Be ready tonight at seven. I'm
taking you out for our anniversary." Tristan announced pecking me
on the lips he turned and began heading out the door. "See you
later love." He winked. Our anniversary wasn't until tomorrow, but
I wasn't complaining if he wanted to start the celebration
early.

A knock sounded on the bathroom door just as I
just finished curling the last section of my hair. "You ready yet
baby? It's seven-fifteen and we have to be there by seven-thirty."
Tristan's voice called through the door. Not an ounce of impatience
laced his tone and that's why I love him so much.

Smoothing out my dress, I puckered my lips in
the mirror and took one final satisfying look at myself. I looked
pretty hot, if I don't say so myself. It took a lot of work getting
ready considering Tristan wouldn't tell me where we were going.

The emerald green dress crisscrossed over my
breasts and flowed out at the waist coming to a stop just below my
knees. I paired it with my favorite strappy gold sandals along with
gold accessories. Spritzing on a few squirts of perfume, I fluffed
up my hair and was ready to go.

Opening the bathroom door, my breath was sucked
right out from my lungs as I took in a spectacular view before me.
Tristan stood there poised to knock once more and boy was he a
sight to see. So damn sexy in a pair of gray dress pants, black
dress boots, and a fitted black button up dress shirt defining his
muscles.

With our lips slightly parted, both of us stood
dumbfounded staring at one another. The same star-struck look could
be found in both our eyes. "Wow." Tristan breathed out as a
breathtaking smile spread across his lips. "You look amazing." He
quickly closed the distance between us, pulling me into his
arms.

The way he stared down at me with his
penetrating gaze made me a bit nervous, it was so intense. "You
look amazing." I repeated in a hoarse whisper, it was almost as
though I didn't have enough air in my system to speak up. I licked
at my glossy lips, which were feeling dry all of a sudden.

Not wanting to ruin my makeup, Tristan quickly
pecked me on the lips and grabbed a hold of my hand tugging me
towards the steps. "If we don't get going now, we'll never leave."
Tristan insinuated with a smirk over his shoulder, pervert.

As Tristan drove towards the harbor, orange
twirled with pink hues blended colorfully on the horizon as the sun
set. Where was he taking me that we were going towards the harbor?
"Are you going to tell me where we're going?" I asked turning my
head to gaze at the side of his handsome face.

A sneaky smile gave me the answer I was looking
for. No, of course he's not going to tell me! Pulling up to a
parking space at the harbor, Tristan came around and led me down
towards the docks. We passed a sign that read last ferry ride at
six o'clock. So what're we doing here?

"What're you doing baby? The last ferry ride was
at six." I pointed blatantly to the sign as Tristan practically
dragged me towards the ferry docked at the harbor. "Shhh. Get on."
Tristan smirked as he tilted his head in a 'go ahead' gesture.

What? There's no way I'm getting arrested for
sneaking onto the ferry. "No, we're gonna get in trouble!" I
whisper shrieked, surprised he would even suggest something like
this. We're Alpha and Luna for goodness sakes. We have an image to
uphold. How would it look if we get locked up for breaking the
law?

Tristan shook his head and let out a loud
chuckle. "Calm down sweetheart, it's not that serious. I rented out
the ferry for the night." Aww, he rented out the ferry? How? "Just
me and you." Tristan whispered against my ear as he stood behind
me. "Now get on." He commanded in his Alpha tone, making it
impossible for me to not listen.

"Hey George." Tristan greeted a man who looked
to be the captain of the ferry with a wave. "Thanks for doing this
for me." The santa clause look alike waved back with a wink.
"Anytime Tristan." Do I really want to know how Tristan knew George
the ferry captain...no I don't.

With the flip of a switch, the entire ferry came
to life. The upper deck was decorated with white string lights. In
the middle of the upper deck was a table for two, it was set up
with rose petals spread across the top of it and a bottle of
champagne on ice.

I turned around to face Tristan unable to hide
the fact that I was pleasantly surprised by this sweet romantic
gesture. Like really, what guy would think of something like this
or even go through all this trouble? The ferry pulled away from the
dock and began chugging it's way around the bay.