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Chapter 8: Gold

Aurora Wells. Aurora Wells. It's all Conrad can think about. When he gets up, when he eats, when he goes to the office, he has a recurring thought in his head. Like that word you're looking for and that you have on the tip of your tongue and you can't describe it. But when he arrives and sees her in the office, he inevitably thinks… that was the word and the person he was looking for. Aurora Wells.

He didn't understand how he hadn't noticed her before. Well, he knew her, she was brilliant, he read her reports and had a sense of what she was doing. She definitely a promising talent, she worked with Margaret and she was always mentioning how great Aurora was. Maybe she didn't come from a wealthy family, or hang out in the best circles like he was used to and she was… human, a simple and weak human. However, he doesn't know what happened, he can't remember since when she began to be someone indispensable and frequent in his thoughts. She was gold, more than that… she had an indescribable value.

The first thing he thought was that it was his mate and he was excited... but no, his wolf Kane hadn't identified her as such. It is true that she had a sweet and pleasant aroma… but no, she was not his mate. That didn't bother him, at all. The Kols were used to choosing their mates, it gave them a feeling of control, deciding their mates and not tied to with what the moon goddess wanted. He doesn't know if he would ever find his mate, some wolves never find them at all. At least he wasn't a Maledetto who had chaotic mating. Still, he doesnt know why she was so special.

Aurora is a strange combination of brilliance, intelligence and…. unexpected kindness. She is cordial, gentle, sometimes sweet, and is always smiling. Conrad has never met a woman so intelligent and clever that it makes him want to listen to her. For him, women should not be working, let alone having important positions, even less in Kol House.

Nor he would ask a female her opinion on business matters. For Conrad, women were to satisfy his pleasure, to bury himself in them, to take care of the pack and have pups, in the worst case to show them off as trophies at events like this. But she… Aurora had earned not only his respect, but his admiration.

Conrad arrives to her apartment to go to the gala and notices that she lives in a small building, nothing luxurious, rather regular. When he sees her… he doesn't even know what to say, he feels his mouth go dry, she looks like perfection itself. She has a blue dress made of a soft fabric that cascades down her body, giving her a magnificent figure, she has high heels and her hair is tied up. It looks like the goddess herself.

Suddenly, Conrad does not want to take her to the event, but to take her to his own apartment. Take off that dress in one movement, bite her lips, place his head between her breasts, position himself between her legs and have her under him writhing with pleasure, while he hears her screams. Pushing in her over and over again, all damn night. But he can't say that to her… not right now at least.

Aurora has a captivating air, some pretty curves that make Conrad's mind wander and bite his lip. How did these feelings evolve so quickly? He has no idea, but now he can't deny them. A few days ago he would say that it is impossible, that he would fell so fast for someone, for a human, no less! But now he feels that he needs her, that he wants her to be a key part of the company… and of his life as well.

—You are completely radiant and beautiful, Aurora— he whispers in her ear, and she looks at him, blushing. He imagines how her knees would blush when she was kneeling in front of him taking him with her mouth, with those sweet lips, while he touched her body, squeezing her curves mercilessly. She would ask for more and more, he was sure of that. He could almost conjure up that image, and his pants suddenly felt tight. Fuck!

The salon of the gala is exquisite and there is so much money in the air that you could almost say it smells of wealth. The women have their best designer gowns, simple but expensive, the men their best suits, gold watches and more. There are expensive perfumes, champagne, the best wines, whiskeys, flowers on the tables, a multi-course dinner, dessert tables and so on.

It is a night specially designed to close deals and make rich people like Conrad even richer. But also for each pack to expose, to see who is more powerful, and he knew that he was going to win. The city is partly controlled by werewolves, and that's not surprising.

Conrad takes advantage of placing his hand on her back to guide her on the way, and he feels her soft skin, while introducing her to acquaintances and strangers. He pulls on all his charm and offers her drinks, nuzzling her hair as he whispers a comment and hovering like a hawk over her petite frame.

And the more time he spends with her, the more he likes her. Her skin looks like it has little diamonds on it, her shyness makes her look more adorable, her movements are graceful and beautiful like a little ballerina.

At the event, during the Kol House presentation, Aurora… is perfect. Her voice is charming, his infinite patience with the questions people ask, her ease when speaking as if she were telling a story and not presenting financial results, which surely for most of the crowd are very boring.

Sometimes she smiles, and it's like her face glows. He's in the front row of the conference room, and when he turns to the end of the auditorium, it's full. Kol House is going to be the main subject of the event for sure, all of which makes him incredibly proud.

There are many wolves here, the big packs, and he knows that the Gray Wolf pack has become stronger today. Where are the Maledettos? Probably licking their wounds…they hate these events…because most wolves either hate them or are afraid of them.

Sometimes Aurora turns her gaze to Conrad, and he can't help but smile, his stomach knots with emotion knowing that she's leaning on him. But, something tells him that she's not just any girl, and she's not someone to flirt with, she's something serious. Conrad Kol thinking seriously about a woman? Who'd say! He can't take his eyes off her, he can't stop imagining how to make her fall in love with him and make her look at him with devotion. First he wants to taste it, touch her, feel her, and then… then he will see what to do.

Conrad dreams that she wants to be close to him, that she sees him as her savior, as her guide, that she wants him, desires him, love him with madness and offer herself to fulfill his most torrid desires. He wants to kiss her, possess her, take her hard…even her wolf Kane agrees.

He would do it tonight if he can, if he plays his cards right. His scent would be all over her body, he wants the other wolves to know that she is his. He doesn't know if his Luna could be a human, a weak human, but Aurora makes him think of impossible things.

In the distance he sees Max who looks at him with hate, he's with a sexy she-wolf but have his eyes fixed in Aurora. Conrad believes that he himself is undoubtedly the most admired, envied and hated man of the night, and that gives him indescribable pleasure. In a moment of crazy bravery, he asks Aurora to dance, a slow song, taking her delicately in my arms and swinging with her, spinning her around and watching her laugh.

He didn't know how much he wanted to have her like this, her hand locked in his without escape, the skin of her uncovered back is like velvet and her closeness is addictive. He looks at her deeply, and she shares his gaze. Although at times, she looks as if she were looking for someone, over her shoulder. Who else may interest her here? She has him right there! The most important man in the event!

Obviously, he wants to be the object of her smiles, and for her to focus on him, so Conrad proceed to make his claim on her more clear.

—I hope to continue counting on you so that together we can continue this success. Together... you and me, Aurora—Conrad whispers to her and the music stops. He gently kisses her cheek, placing his nose on her neck, breathing in her sweet scent and leave a little of his scent in her.

She looks at him shyly, perhaps she never saw him as the romantic type. He doesn't even consider himself a romantic type, but there he was! Thinking in this woman, in her lips and her sweet ass. A woman who was at his company and he hadn't even noticed her.

Conrad notices that Max is looking at them carefully in a corner, it seems that his eyes are darker than usual, as if he were breathing fire. He feels his hate and that makes him happy. Why he's interested in Aurora if he had such sexy companion? It's interesting.

Yeah, the dark alphas are powerful like no other alpha, but Grey wolves pack is the larger pack in the city, and they had the best business. And, beside that… this human is his or will be very soon… You can't have everything in life, Maledetto, he thinks ecstatically.

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