Alpha's Blind Luna



The hotel I'd reserved was a suite with one of the most beautiful views of the forest. Once we arrived, the first thing we did was throw open the curtains to enjoy the view. Then Zeke and I fucked against the glass still enjoying the view. Since I still considered today a travel day, we went to bed early without doing much more than each other.

The next morning, I'd planned a full run through the woods of Germany. I don't think Naresh had so much fun before. It was rare that I let him have an entire day to be forward and with Faris, they took full advantage of it. If anything, they didn't want it to end as the sun set and darkness came. Reigning in Naresh was difficult but it was around 9 p.m. and we weren't going to sleep out in the forest when we had a wonderful room back at the hotel.

Faris was a little harder to convince. It got to the point where I had to order Faris back and even then he fought me. Zeke was out of breath when he finally came back forward. He'd didn't say anything else about it, even when I asked. Ever since the picnic I'd been keeping an eye on him. Seeing the tiredness and the struggle he was battling without a word was tough. For some reason, it seemed to multiply or I was noticing it for the first time. Faris was agitated about something and Zeke was too exhausted to put him in place. The issue came in that Faris didn't speak. Even as a wolf, Naresh said he limited his howls to singular ideas.

After the run, we fell back asleep in the hotel. Zeke didn't wake up until well in the afternoon, looking even more tired. My lips pursed in a thin line, worried as he ghosted around the hotel room taking a shower and getting ready for the evening.

"You said dress up?"

"Just slacks and a button-up. Nothing crazy." I answered, buttoning the cuffs on my own shirt.

I opted for an indigo blue flower pattern since I didn't intend on wearing a tie or jacket with some black slacks. My hair was braided still since I couldn't decide what I wanted to do with it.

"And you said we are going to a club? Aren't we a little old for clubbing?" Zeke called out from the bathroom.

"Not that kind of club. Even if it were, grinding into your ass is always something I love to do. No matter how old we get."

His laughter filled the room and I smiled. Zeke stepped out of the bathroom wearing a silver button-up shirt that was tightly fitted to his muscles. It made his black hair and tanned skin stand out. Humming, I reached out and pulled him to me, my lips brushing his.

"You look good enough to eat."

I felt his lips curl into a smile against mine. "Vale, you continue down this and we aren't going anywhere tonight."

Sighing, I shook my head. “The reservation was too hard to come by and partially the reason I took you to Germany, so I'll let you off with a warning this time."

"A warning?" Zeke quirked his eyebrow up. "And if I ignore this warning? If I want to enjoy you here?"

Groaning, I reached down and adjusted myself. "I promise, it will be worth it. You'll really like it or I hope you will. You can show me just how much you liked it after."

He smiled and wrapped his arms around my neck. "As you wish."

Another slow make-out session and I finally had to pull him away. "Come on, or we will be late."

Zeke slipped his hand in mine and we walked out of the room into the early evening.

"So is this the place Pipsqueak also told you to meet the contact for the Fey King?"

"Yeah. I tried calling her multiple times since there but she never picks up." I growled, irritated at her. "There could have been any other time, I'm sure."

Zeke took my hand and pulled me back. I hadn't realized I was angrily stomping down the sidewalk as I thought about it. "I don't mind, Vale." "I know you don't. That doesn't make it right. I mind."

He smiled and pulled my in for a quick kiss. "That just means this was unexpected. It makes me know you did try. But I am happy I'm with you this time and you're not just taking off. I'd prefer it if I could always go with you."

There was a sadness to his tone. Pulling him closer, I ran my hand along his jaw. I didn't give a shit if we turned heads, the two of us together were big enough that no one would mess with us. My forehead touched his and I closed my eyes.

"I love you, Zeke."

He hummed. "I love you too, Vale."

"Now, come on, before I take you in a dark alley."

Zeke laughed but I slipped my hand in his and we walked together down the few blocks it was to the jazz club. There was already a line around the door and Zeke looked at me, surprised. All I did was smile and tuck him into my side.

The werewolf at the door nodded to me, looked down his list, made a scribble and lifted up the purple rope. Ducking under it, I lead Zeke forward into the dark club.

"Okay, now I'm intrigued." He whispered, taking in the hallway to the receptionist.

"Ah! Alpha King, welcome."

"Vale, please. I believe Camilla should know we are coming tonight."

The small fey woman nodded and smiled, leading up to our table. When the room opened up, Zeke gasped a little, his eyes were taking in the dark interior just as I had when I first showed up. The woman motioned to a booth in the VIP section that Peter and I had been in last time but not the same spot.

"As you know, you can order drinks at any point. Tonight's menu though it set. The appetizer is a sweet corn and hominy chowder with blue crab and sweet shrimp, with a fresh baked brioche dipper. The salad course will be a boiled rhubarb and strawberry salad with ricotta cheese and brioche croutons. The entree is a Wagyu-beef zabuton with a harissa, served with grilled broccoli, young seasoned potatoes, and scallions. Finishing off with dessert is a basque-style cheesecake with a pecan & wild rice crust, pecan praline and sorghum caramel. If you have any questions, your waiter will be here to take your drink order momentarily."

With that, she handed us the drink menu and went back to her post. Looking at Zeke, he was wide-eyed, looking at the menu.

"What is this place?"

"A jazz club. Though it's also an information den, much like the guild."

Zeke's eyes met mine. "Really?"

I nodded. "The proprietor is a master at getting information. Herwork of people find way more than you could ever think possible. She also serves both human and supernatural kind. I think she also is friends with Grandpa."

"I wouldn't call us friends, just maybe old acquaintances."

Looking up, I smiled as Camilla was was coming toward our booth. She had on a three-piece grey suit which was far fancier than I'd seen her wear. Ever since meeting with Peter, I'd requested Camilla's assistance a couple more times when it came to packs that I needed information on. Ones that might be more of a problem as the treaty talks progressed to a more concrete reality.

"You've been busy, Alpha King. I've heard the chirping of a massive meeting coming up. One that hasn't happened in thousands of years. Maybe even the first off it's kind depending on how it goes.”

I smiled. “There is a first time for everything. Though, I'm not happy talking shop while on my anniversary dinner.”

Camilla smiled. "Yes, well, that darling little fey can be a right pain in the ass when she wants to be."

I smiled and agreed knowning she was talking about Pipsqueak.

"But, the girl has her uses. One of the best in the business on her own. It's gotten her into plenty of trouble over the years. She's just lucky she's got friends in higher places willing to put their necks out for her."

"Like Auri?" Zeke asked and Camilla just nodded.

I swallowed hard. "Anything?"

She gave me a sad smile. "Nothing. Not even a peep."

Sighing, I tried not to let my shoulders slump. Zeke's fingers wove between mine and squeezed. My eyes met his and I smiled, getting lost for a moment in them.

"I'll send over something special. In both an apology for the fey and an anniversary gift."

"You don't have to do that, Camilla."

She waved me off though. "Least I can do."

"Is the person that you wanted to speak to here? The one who will get you into contact with the Fey King?" Zeke looked from me to Camilla. "Yes, she is. But you'll need to wait till after the dinner. Enjoy the show. It's gonna be one of the best."

With a wink, Camilla moved to a couple different tables, schmoozing patrons and it looked like she had a few more people who required her assistance. My thoughts were torn from me as Zeke leaned his shoulder against mine.

"So this place is a Jazz club?"

I nodded. “When Peter and I came last, there was this singer. I remember thinking that I had to bring you because her voice was so incredible. There

is that artist you listen to, I can't remember the name right now. But she sounds a bit like that but different genre of music."

His head quirked to the side and he pulled out his phone, pulling up the music. "Which...?"Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The waiter came up and I ordered my drink. Zeke confessed he hadn't looked and so I ordered him a Hanky Panky. The waiter slipped away and I leaned over him to look at his phone.

"Which...?"

I watched as he scrolled and then I tapped the screen. "This one."

His eyebrows pinched together and he looked up at me. "This one?"

I nodded. “Yeah. Just the tone of voice reminded me of that artist. I know you play them a lot over the years, especially for the kids. Her voice stopped everything that was going on. It was like you were feeling the music. I don't know...I'm not good with describing music. It wasn't huge in my life."

Zeke nodded absently as he looked at the stage. His eyes seemed to glaze over, thinking about something that took him far away. Kissing his temple, I drew him out of his thoughts and he smiled up at me.

"Well, I'm excited now. Especially if you think she is so great. The menu sounded incredible."

I blushed. "I'll be honest, I remember the food being good but I don't remember how it tasted. The music was too enchanting that it felt more like

hypnosis."

His smile was wide. "So you reserved the next time she was playing?"

Nodding, I blushed. "All I kept thinking that night was that I wanted to share the moment with you. Definitely not with Peter. Not my type."

Zeke smirked and his hand slipped to my thigh, climbing higher and making me squirm. "Yeah?"

Swallowing, I nodded and met his gaze. There was mischief sparkling in his eyes and I realized I was in for it tonight. "Zeke!" Hissing under my breath as his fingers crawled further up.

His smile grew but we were interrupted by the waiter bringing our drinks. He also brought a champagne bottle on ice, with two fluted glasses. "Courtesy of Camilla. If you have anything further, just raise a card."

I nodded, unable to reply as Zeke's fingers had found my tip. His other hand reached out and grabbed his drink, nonchalantly taking a sip.

"That was nice of her."

Grabbing my drink, my hands shook and I almost spilled as he encircled my now very hard dick.

"Zeke, please...I'm supposed to be the childish one."