The Alpha’s Mate

(Elena P. O. V)

The next morning, after I was ready for the day, I heard my phone go off. I pick it up and see I have a message from Xavier.

*Can you come to my place? We need to talk about how to deal with the press and stuff like that. And if we decide to take it further, we’re going to need to have a press conference and, of course, up the security around you. And from my house, we can directly head to the charity party. Let’s say in half an hour at my place, address information is on your phone.

XOXOX Xavier*Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

I laugh at his formal approach at the end; he’ll never change. I look up James in my contact info, and there is indeed an address there. I pack all the things I will need to get ready for the party, then haul a cap and give him the address. It only takes half an hour for me to get there.

A magnificent and huge mansion comes into sight. His mansion is even bigger than Oliver’s mansion. I still can’t stop comparing the two of them.

I push the doorbell, and I can hear the sound resonating through the house. I see some movement in the house, and not too long after that, a woman opens the door. I assume it’s the head of the housemaids.

“Yes, Miss, how may I help you?” The man asks.

“Yes, I am expected by Mr. McKnight,” I say

“O yes, then you must by Miss Dawson, follow me. My Name is Abby Owners, but you can call me Abby,” She said while smiling at me.

“Well, then, you can call me Elena,” I said to her with a smile on my face.

“Very well, Elena, if you would please follow me. Master McKnight is in his study. He has been expecting you.” Abby walks further into the house, and I follow her without a doubt.

We stop in front of a door which I can only assume is the door that leads to Xavier’s office.

Abby knocks a few times on the door, and you can hear a come-in. Abby came in and told me, to wait outside.

“Miss. Dawson is here to see you.”

“Yes, let her in, please, Abby.”

As you wish, sir.” And with that, Abby comes back out of the office. You can come in now.

“Thank you, George.”

“you are welcome, Miss. Elena.” I just let it slide, not wanting to cause any kind of trouble.

I walk inside the office; It’s very similar to his office in the company. I see a large desk with an oversized office chair behind it.

It slowly turns around. “I have been expecting you,” Xavier says as he turns around, petting an imaginary cat on the head.

I burst into a fit of giggles; this is the kind of fun I have had with Xavier. It’s hilarious. Outside work, you don’t even notice that he’s a CEO of a big-shot company.

“Oh, my, am I going to die now? Is this how I meet my end?” I say overdramatically, gripping at the edge of his desk, pretending to have trouble standing.

“Please have mercy on my soul Mr. McKnight.”

“Never,” he says with a predatory look on his face.

And with that, he pounces on me, tickling me; I burst out into laughter if there is one thing I can’t stand, it’s tickling.

“Please, I beg of you, let me go, I’ll do anything,” I whine, trying to squirm out of his grip.

“Anything?” Xavier asks. I can see the sly smirk on his face because he stopped tickling me. I still can’t move because he has me trapped.

“Yes, anything!” I scream out. And a second after that, I feel Xavier’s lips on me; I’m stunned for a second. But after I recovered from the first shock, I let him kiss me, and I kissed him back, with just as much passion as he did. But still, there is something. I spin us over, so I’m on top of him instead that he’s on top of me.

We break the kiss, and I look deep into his eyes to see it has changed their color. He closed his eyes, and his face looked like he was having an internal battle with himself. After a few seconds, he opens his eyes, and it’s back to its usual color. I let it slide, thinking that it might be my imagination.

“Anyway, let’s get to business, I have already talked to my PA, and he said that he had already taken care of the news and media. They aren’t going to bother you. But, I still have arranged security for you just in case.” Xavier said while getting up from me and helping me to get on my feet. I open my mouth to say something, but he interrupts me.

“I know what you want to say, that you don’t want bodyguards. following you around every you go, and that it will gather too much attention, right?” Xavier asked, and I nodded my head at him.

“Don’t worry; I haven’t arranged bodyguards for you. I have guards protecting you from the shadows. They will only appear in front of you if they sense any danger around you,” Xavier said while smiling at me, and I sighed in relief. I thought he would argue with me about how it is for my safety.

“And about the press conference, when do you want to have it to announce our relationship in the media?” Xavier asks while pouring some wine for both of us.

“Yeah, about that, can we wait for some time? I have just broken up with my boyfriend, and I don’t think I am ready for such a big step. Can we please take it slowly? I mean, we just met, and we didn’t even know much about each other,” I ask while looking at him pleadingly.

“Yeah, I figure that much. Take your time; I don’t want to rush it anyway,” Xavier said, smiling at me. Then I heard my favorite song playing somewhere in the house.

“Is someone playing “Rest of my Life” somewhere?” I ask Xavier.

“Yeah, it is Abby’s favorite song. She likes to play it when she cooks for us,” Xavier said to me.

“Would you like to dance with me?” Xavier asks me.

“Sure,” I said and accepted his hand. He led me to a space in his office, played the song on his mobile, and started dancing with me. We dance to a few more songs and spend some time with each other trying to know each other better until Abby calls us for lunch.

After lunch, Xavier led me to the guest room to get some rest and get ready for the party.