Chapter 15- Silvercloud


    Typically, I’m a distracted eater. So no one thinks twice about me sitting down, loading my te, and


    digging in without much conversation. They always chalk it up to my brain going a mile a minute, and


    I’m probably eager to get back to myb. And they would be right. But tonight is different. I still want to


    get to myb, though not to work. Today I’m in a hurry to fuck or at least fool around with my mate.


    “Is everything okay?” Delh asked. “Was there some urgent pack business?” She cocked her head,


    blinking innocent green eyes at me like she hadn’t just cock blocked me a few moments ago.


    “It’s fine, Delh. It’s being handled.” Persephone answered her sister.


    Mikali arched his eyebrow from his seat at the table. I doubt it escaped his attention that Delh’s


    question was directed at me, but Persephone answered instead. Annai was giving me a simr look


    while still managing to stuff her face. I won’t call her out on how much she’s got on her te. She’s


    pregnant, and if I’ve learned anything, you don’t fuck with pregnant she-wolves.


    “It’s rude to stare, Mikali.” I taunted before I shoveled a forkful of mashed potatoes into my mouth.


    “It’s also rude not to make introductions.” He countered.


    “If it’ll get you to stop looking at me like that.” I rolled my eyes. “You know of the Fayte sisters. Delh


    and Persephone.” I gestured to each as I said their names.


    “They are here for summer, though Persephone’s stay has be permanent since she’s your new


    Delta female,” I exined. “Persephone, Delh, meet Mikali Hamilton and his mate Annai. Mikali is


    one of the pack doctors and a Luna guard.” I introduced, gesturing with a turkey leg at them.


    “Priceless.” I put my fork down to hold my camera up to take. The looks on Mikali and Annai’s faces


    were priceless. I snickered, texting the image to Kurt.


    Me: Should I expect this look from everyone I tell that Persephone is my mate?


    I knew I hadn’t told him yet, and this was just an amusing way to go about it. I groaned as my phone


    blew up, and I suddenly realized it wasn’t just my text thread with Kurt I sent that to. It’s the group chat


    with him, David, Mikali, and Tanner.


    David: CALLED IT!!!


    Kurt: Excuse me, Isis and I called it first when we met Persephone


    Tanner: That wasn’t “calling it,” Kurt. That was suggesting how catastrophic that mating would be to the


    world atrge.


    Mikali: Still in shock. Does this mean we get to get him back for EVERY cockblock he has ever dished


    out?


    Me: Mikali, I have been cock blocked by her sister twice, work the whole fucking day, and Aurelia. I owe


    you an apology basket. But cock block me, and I build the ultimate glitter bomb and put it in each of


    your homes.


    “I feel like we are missing something,dies.” Persephone shook her head and leaned over to look at


    my phone just as her phone started to buzz.


    I snickered as I nced over and saw she had multiple new text notifications from Isis, Crista, Katrina,


    and André. So much for the time difference as a reason not to tell her older sister.


    “You told Kurt, and he couldn’t keep his trap shut, so Isis texted in our group chat.” Persephone


    groaned. “What are these people even doing awake? The sun isn’t even up in Sicily.”


    “Well, I don’t want to assume or guess why André would be awake. But for Katrina and Crista, the kids


    may be fussy.” Delh suggested.


    David: That is NOT cool!


    Kurt: Glitter bomb my castle and regret it


    Tanner: Please don’t. I am NOT dealing with Zelma freaking out over that.


    Mikali: Do not


    Me: At least the boundaries are set. And TY Kurt, you just put Persephone in the middle of a barrage of


    messages from her family whom she’d nned to tell when it wasn’t before dawn in Sicily.


    Kurt: I’m sure they were already up. Crista and Kat have kids. And André, well, he probably got up for a


    morning fuck before Darren takes his insane 10k run.


    Me: Didn’t want or need that mental image, thank you very much. Now I’m putting my phone away. The


    sooner I stop talking to you, the sooner I can finish eating. The sooner I finish eating, the sooner I get to


    be alone with Persephone. TTFN


    With that, I put my phone on silent and pocketed it with no ns to check it till morning. Mikali was


    snickering, showing his phone to his mate. I’m assuming the chat is still going, and I’ll have to look


    through a shit tone of messages to catch up. Persephone sighed and straight up turned her phone off.


    “You alright?” I asked, arching my eyebrow.


    “I don’t know. You don’t want to know half of what André said in that thread.” Persephone sighed,


    rubbing her forehead. “Delh, don’t look at that chat for a while. You are far too innocent to read the


    graphic smut André suggested.”


    I arched an eyebrow. “Oh, now I want to read. What twisted shit did André suggest?” I asked as I


    gestured for her to hand over the phone.


    “Nope.” Persephone shook her head, starting to turn pink.


    “You realize I can easily hack your phone in five seconds.” I pointed out.


    “And I could do the same to you. Just leave it as André is a twisted person, and Darren has my


    Persephone shook her head.


    “Fine. I’ll leave it be… for now.” I shrugged. “You can tell meter when innocent ears aren’t listening,” I


    suggested gesturing to her sister.


    “I’m not that innocent.” Delh pouted. “I know the kind of things André says. He probably suggested


    you get a strap-on and see if Jonathan likes pegging.”


    Everyone at the table coughed. Some of us coughed on food or water, while others coughed on our


    saliva. Poor thing looked so worried as everyone coughed. Certainly not what I expected toe out of


    the mouth of the youngest Fayte.


    “Are you guys okay? Can I get you anything? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so crass. Though I don’t


    think there is a way of saying such a thing politely.” Delh apologized as she poured fresh water into


    all our sses.


    After an awkward few moments, we got ourselves under control. “Delh, I love you and don’t expect


    you to be innocent forever. But please, never repeat things you hear André say.” Persephone sighed.


    “Fine. As long as you aren’t like some people who think I will be perpetually thirteen.” Delh huffed.


    I don’t know what that is about, but it reminds me of Hana and how she gets upset that people like me


    still see her as a kid. I can’t help that I have only ever seen Hana as a little sister I never asked for. I


    was nine when Logan brought her and Suzu home. I hope she goes on that trip to attend the


    gatherings soon. It will get her mind off of me and some of the boys her age that has found mates.


    “Delh, you are on the other side of the world. You got invited here to attend a college summer


    This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .


    program in a field you are passionate about. Stop thinking about that fuckboi Alexander.” Persephone


    rolled her eyes.


    Things were starting to piece together. Delh has a crush on the Madonie Beta Alexander Petridis.


    I’ve, of course, never met him, but by all ounts, from the Dney brothers, he’s a good enough guy


    with a revolving door of women in his bed. I’m not going to judge because it’s not my style. Everyone


    has to make their own choices in life. May the mate the Goddess paired him with not hold his whoring


    youth against him.


    ‘See. This is why we’ve opted to wait to find our mate. Wouldn’t want her thinking less of us or calling


    us a fuckboi.’ Jaci wrinkled his snout.


    “You shouldn’t call him that.” Delh scolded. “He’s a pack Beta, and you will now be a pack Delta. You


    should learn to treat other ranked wolves with respect.”


    “Sure. I’ll treat Alexander with respect when he starts earning it.” Persephone rolled her eyes.


    “If you’re done eating, Jonathan. You promised my wolf a run. And trust me. You don’t want to make


    her wait longer than necessary.” Persephone teased as she got up from the table.


    “Goddess forbid.” Iughed while gathering our dishes. “Have a good night, everyone. I’ll see you…


    whenever I leave my bunker ande back to the packhouse.” I smiled, ignoring theughter of Mikali


    and Annai as I led the way out of the dining room.


    I made a quick stop to put our dishes in the dishwasher. I am not some rude shithead that would leave


    dirty dishes in the sink for Mrs. Carmichael to wash in the morning. “This way,” I instructed with my


    hand on Persephone’s back as I guided her out the back.


    I shouldn’t be this nervous about seeing her naked. Maybe it’s not nervous but more excited energy.


    Either way, I’ve seen plenty of she-wolves naked, so I shouldn’t be nervous.


    ‘You haven’t seen our mate naked. Whole different ball game.’ Jaci snickered as my breath got caught


    in my throat when I nced to the side and saw Persephone already stripping.


    “You have no qualms about stripping at the office. Don’t tell me you’re suddenly shy.” She taunted me


    as she threw her blouse at me.


    I know what my tombstone will say. Here lies Jonathan Silvercloud, a genius and aplete idiot who


    dry-drowned while gawking at his mate in a bra. Persephone at least was amused by me gawking at


    her in her dress pants and white with gold floral detail bra that was possibly a little too small or just one


    of those bras designed to make a woman’s breast appear to be spilling out. Am I drooling? Most likely.


    Do I care? Not in the least. Change the tombstone to drown in his saliva.