Rexton's POV.
The sound of footsteps could be heard passing through the hallway. In a dark room, Amelie and I stood face to face at a very close distance.
I had composed a sentence in my brain, but I could only exhale heavily when I was about to say it. I can't say that, I can't imagine how sad the two wolves are inside each of us. I don't want to hurt her at all.
I felt her breath hit my face, maybe vice versa. One thing I hope for, is that someone out there doesn't come into the room that I don't even know what room it is.
The sound was getting closer. "Rexton ... where are you?" She looked for me, and it was Matilda's voice. I can recognize it well.
"Hhmmpp--"
Amelie almost made a sound, but I immediately covered her mouth.
"Do you want her to know that we are mates?"
Amelie answered by shaking her head, I could see it in the dark even though it was a little faint.
"If it's like that, then shut up."
The sound of footsteps drifted away. It seems Matilda has already passed through this room. I strained my ears so I could hear her movements.
From my hearing, I could tell that Matilda was continuing to walk forward. The distance is now about ten meters from me. She started checking the men's toilet without going into it.
I couldn't go out yet or tell Amelie to go first. Matilda was still around the hallway, I couldn't hear her movements anymore.
"I want to go out," said Amelie, her voice muffled by my hand which was still covering her mouth.
I was silent, not answering Amelie's words. My hands were still gripping her hands tightly and covering her mouth.
The sound of footsteps was heard again, she was about to return to the hall. Now all I have to think about is what reason to tell her.
"Ouch, shit!" I almost screamed when Amelie bit the surface of my hand, luckily I managed to hold back my scream.
Amelie opened the door, then came out, leaving me who was still in pain from her bite in this dark room just like that.
After making sure Matilda was no longer around here, I also went out. Returning to the hall, Amelie was seen who had returned to join her friends.
I sat back down next to Matilda who had returned to her original chair. To relieve my nervousness, I took a sip of the orange juice on the table.
"Where have you been?" Matilda asked.
I put the glass containing orange juice back on the table. "Toilet." I answered briefly.
"What took you so long?"
"There was someone who called me earlier, I was chatting with him in one of the rooms down the hall."
Matilda looked at me, a pair of brown eyes aimed at my chest. "Why are your clothes wet?"
"Oh, y--yes, earlier I accidentally splashed with water when I was in the toilet."
Matilda's eyebrows furrowed. I could feel that she didn't fully trust me. As long as she just suspects me without knowing the facts, I don't care about that.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening. It didn't feel like time had passed so quickly and I had been busy talking to Gwendolyn's parents about their daughter wanting to marry Luke, even though both of them knew and also saw that Gwendolyn already had a boyfriend, and her boyfriend even came to this birthday party.
I can't imagine if their plan worked. Luke will marry Gwendolyn, that woman will probably be my spy and report it to Amelie.
"That's a good idea, Mr. Jeremy. But doesn't Gwendolyn already have a boyfriend?" Matilda represents my curiosity.
"Yes, but I don't think he's the best partner for our daughter. He's just a businessman whose career is taking off."
"What my wife said is true, we want to match Gwendolyn with Beta Luke. I see his future is better than Gwendolyn's current boyfriend. Hasn't Beta Luke met his mate yet?"
"Not that I know of." I answered while smiling. Even so, I don't agree with Mr. Jeremy and his wife.
As the night went on, the atmosphere in the hall became hotter. The music was getting louder and the lights were flashing.
Not only were they chatting casually, some people were now starting to dance, while others were enjoying the drinks that were being served again.
"Wine for you, Babe." Matilda handed me a glass.
"Thank You." I raised the glass she gave me and we toasted first before enjoying it.
While sipping wine, I turned towards the middle table. Amelie and her two friends were still there, while Gwendolyn had gone somewhere.
"Give me another glass."
"Don't drink too much, Babe. You'll still have to drive later."
I nodd my head even though I didn't really hear what she was saying. Matilda doesn't know what really happened yet, and I hope she won't ever find out.
Amelie's presence almost drove me crazy. I'm in a situation I don't know how to do. On the one hand, I felt happy because I managed to meet my mate, but on the other hand, I was also sad because my mate came at a time when I had chosen Matilda as my life partner.
I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but how? Should I keep Matilda as well as Amelie? Can it be like that?
"Babe, what's wrong with you?" Matilda gasped as I placed the glass roughly on the table.
My eyes closed, I shook my head.
"You can tell me if there's a problem."
I shook my head again. How could I tell her about this. I don't want to hurt Matilda's feelings, let alone lose her.
***
From behind the window I saw that the street was quite busy even though it was raining heavily. I took a sip of the black coffee that still had half left, then turned to the computer in my work room.
I've still been paying attention to the social media profile with the name Amelie Chyn since yesterday. I used a new account to be friends with that account and see every upload it made.
"Hi, Amelie."
I dared to send a short message while the account was active. It didn't take long, Amelie immediately saw the short message I sent and saw that she was typing a reply.
"Hi, sorry, who is this?"
I have received a reply message from Amelie. I thought she wasn't a woman who could easily respond to messages from other people like Matilda, it turns out she was quite friendly too.
"I accidentally saw your account and just wanted to send a message."
"Did we know each other before?"
"No, but I saw you at the bar. Is the guy you met that night your boyfriend?"
Amelie's POV. Gwendolyn's birthday party was exhausting. Luckily after successfully escaping from Alpha Rexton, he never approached me again. After returning home from the party I immediately fell asleep until the afternoon. I woke up hungry and found Matilda in the dining room who had just woken up from sleep. "It turns out you know Mr. Jeremy?" I frowned, then shook my head. "No." "Didn't you come to her daughter's party last night?" "Oh." I just realized something. "Gwendolyn is my college friend." "Didn't you see I was at the party last night too?" I frowned again, pretending not to understand. "Did you come there too, Matilda?" "Hu-um, I came with Rexton. I sat in the front seat at the very end on the right. You really didn't see me?" "Oh my, I didn't know you were there." "You stupid little sister!" I chuckled at her curse. My hands were busy opening sardines and heating them first before eating. "If I knew you were coming too, maybe I would have asked you to leave
Amelie's POV. "Hey, get up, your leg is blocking the road. This bus passenger is having difficulty walking because of your right leg." I was surprised to hear an old woman's voice as well as clapping her hand on my arm. Both of my eyes opened perfectly immediately. An old woman in a cream-colored knitted cardigan stood in front of me. Her brown eyes stared intently at me. Judging from the expression on her face, she seemed to be waiting for my answer. "Wh--why am I on the bus?" I looked around, making sure I was in a moving vehicle. "Aw, young people nowadays get drunk on the bus." She then continued walking. My eyes looked in the direction the old woman had gone. Her hair had turned white, only a few strands remained black. In her hand was a medium-sized brown hand bag. She walked all the way to the front, then sat in the second seat behind the driver. I looked outside, my eyes suddenly opened wider than usual. This road is too far, I have missed stop number four where I was
Amelie's POV. I took a slice of the pizza on the table, then fed it into my mouth without washing my hands first. Disgusting, that's what, but I don't care how many germs enter my body. The taste of this pizza remains the same, delicious, very delicious. Matilda never makes a mistake when buying food. All the food she bought always tasted delicious. "Friend." She answered simply. I was silent, in my heart I didn't believe her words. Even so, I still nodded my head pretending to believe her words. The smartphone in my sling bag rang, I could hear it even though the sound was soft. Likewise with Matilda, she turned her head slightly towards me, looking out of the corner of her eye. I got up from the chair. "I'm tired, I want to rest." "Clean yourself first, then rest." I just responded with a nod of my head. This not so neat room was still dark, I turned on the light so I could see around. Blankets that haven't been folded anymore, pillows that aren't in their place and bed s
Matilda's POV. Gwendolyn's birthday party last night was so tiring that I fell asleep for a long time. Leaving the room, I still haven't seen Amelie, maybe she's still asleep. I took the little remaining chicken soup. Glancing at Amelie's bedroom door, I didn't intend to finish it. It's just that after that I saw several cans of sardines in the cupboard. "She can eat sardines later." I said, then reheated the cold chicken soup. While I was eating dinner, I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening. My guess was right, the lazy Amelie had woken up from her sleep. She sat next to me, put her smartphone on the table and we chatted for a while before she finally went to heat the sardines. Her smartphone lit up with an incoming message. I can't see who sent the message. "There's a message on your smartphone, Amelie." "Just leave it, I'll be done in a minute." The smartphone screen turned off again and I went back to enjoying the chicken soup that I had left. Amelie sat back dow
Matilda's POV. Entering the room, I collapsed on the bed. It feels more comfortable to spend the night in bed than in nightlife places. Is there anyone like me? I don't know why people can enjoy meeting lots of people, while I'm not comfortable with that. Every person is different. In a dark room, I took out my smartphone and turned it on. Rexton still hasn't contacted me, maybe he's still having fun with some friends. "Does Levin have social media?" I selected the search symbol to search for an account. "You should have one, who nowadays doesn't have a social media account?" For a while I waited for the loading time of the search. A few seconds passed, the results started to appear. There are many Levin names that I found. The number of accounts with that name reaches thousands. This will be very difficult. Actually, this is just my fault. I just used his nickname, not the long name that people like me usually use on social media. "Oh my gosh, I forgot his name," I said soft
Matilda's POV. I nodded, then got up from sitting. Entering the room, I immediately took the smartphone which was being charged. I didn't want to disappoint Rexton by letting him come here without me welcoming him. Therefore, I intend to send him a message. "Good morning, Babe. Mama took me to the market this morning, you come at ten o'clock when I get home. See you later." I took a knee-length green dress from the cupboard, I also took a white smartwatch that I just bought a few weeks ago and white flat shoes. Before leaving the room, I took the time to look in the mirror, style my hair and apply cherry red lip balm to my lips so that I looked fresh. I chose a perfume with a cheerful scent, then sprayed it at several points so that the fragrance could spread and last long. Standing in front of the mirror looking at my appearance which was good enough to go to the market, I nodded my head. I am ready. "Take good care of yourself, Amelie. Lock the door if necessary." "Yes, Mum
Rexton's POV. I'm crazy, now I've betrayed Matilda. I even created a new account to be able to approach Amelie slowly so that she doesn't keep wanting me to reject her as a mate. Apart from her, of course I will also feel very sad and regretful. The wolf in me will suffer greatly because of this and I don't want that to happen. Maybe now, sharing my love with other women will be better. I didn't hurt my mate or girlfriend. The smartphone in my hand is now trying to contact someone. I want to be sure of what my girlfriend is going to do tonight, I don't want to be careless. "Do you have any plans tonight, Honey?" I immediately got this question when the voice call was successfully connected. "Hm, yes." I answered. "I'm going to go meet one of Luke's mutual friends." "I also have an event tonight." I was a little surprised by his statement. "You want to go?" I tried to make sure again. "Yes, some friends asked me to meet." I nodded several times, then asked, "Should I take you
Rexton's POV. "P--please st--sto--op , d--don't ... go crazy." Her face that felt delicious, her eyes that were forced to close and her voice that was suppressed, everything about her I liked. Even though Matilda and her mother are already outside, I don't care now. In front of me there is a face waiting for the ultimate pleasure, I want to see that face feeling satisfaction. My hands didn't stop for even half a second. Even with just two hands she was overwhelmed like now. My mind is getting crazier, I want to feel again what I felt that night with her. "A--Al--pha Re--Rex--ton, y--y--you, g--crazy." Pleasure was getting to her, I could see from the look on her face and body that suddenly bounced. "Aarrgghh ...." She had reached ultimate pleasure. Her body lay limp on the messy bed. Even though I haven't received the slightest pleasure from her body, I already feel happy seeing the look on her face now. I brought my face closer again, kissing her lips when I heard the sound of