Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

To laugh or to ask Jose if that's true, that is the question.

"She's my friend and sister type. Elaine's not my lover type," the Beta immediately went in front of me.

"Why are you acting as if I'm going to attack my wife?"

Jose snorted. "I'm not doing it because of that."

"What is it then?" It was me who asked.

"My shorts have a whole on the back," Jose whispered. "I'm not wearing any underwear since it's been hanging out for the sun to dry yet.” He looked to the side, his fluffy and smiling face returned.

"I heard that," Tyler grinned, hoisting his phone in the air. "Now turn around, pup. Your social media followers are dying to see that chunky, chocolate-ish fat ass."

us."

"Shut up, Stormbringer and bring your wife to the dining room. I will prepare the feast for

Tyler only made fun of Jose behind as we both strolled after him. Tyler showed me Jose's shirtless photos as Pegasus coiled on top of his head and as he does a handsome young man in a canine style.

fade.

We arrived at the dining table when Jose cleared his throat; the smile on our faces did not

My eyes then darted to the rectangular long table, covered in royal blue cloth. Jose surpasses me as being a foodie.

He's much more festive when it comes to lunch, especially when we are with him since he forced us to dine here because he claimed to have no picture of the newlyweds yet having a lounge (and lunch) in his mansion.

"Praise, Stella!" Jose bellowed as he reached for the large roasted pig in front of us, the crunchy sound as he peeled the pig's skin made me swoon. This is a feast fit for twenty people. And it's only the three of us.

In this kind of setting, our appetite is the only limit.

Tyler handed me a plate of seafood feast which consists of grilled cheesy oysters, pan- fried trout, a small bowl of New Orleans style shrimp gumbo as Jose murmured to my ears. "Enjoying it?"

I nod as I chew slowly, the juice of the seafood dripping from my mouth. I reached for the table napkin but Tyler's hand was quick enough to wipe my mouth with a tap and tap of the cloth to my skin.

"Dude, I'm basically right here. Don't let me feel like I'm a third wheel," Jose grinned like how Pegasus did as he sat across from me and beside his chair.

"As if you are not." Tyler countered. I saw the amusement in his eyes and he just wink at me, sexily and with a biting of his lip.

"I know I am a third wheel but bro, four years is a long time before I found a woman to make me swoon every second!"

with."

  Tyler only snorted. "Then go find yourself a male Omega that you can have anal

Jose winced, opening his mouth but closed it again. "At least I'm the one who cooked this meal."

My fork of penne carbonara halted mid-air. "You cook this feast?" he nodded. "All of this?!" Jose nodded again, narrowing his eyes to Tyler's.

"See? The way to a woman's heart is through her stomach, Alpha Tyler."

"It's through a man's dick, Jose. Don't act as if you're not horny on a full moon too." "Wait, you are? I mean, werewolves are?"

Pegasus, the white wolf pet of the Silver Pack, just barked.

"Yes," Jose and Tyler both answered. Looking at each other with both brows raising, I look

at Tyler then to Jose. Then to Tyler again.

  I smiled secretly. "I love this lunch, Jose!"

  Tyler's nose flared, his doggy envy surfaced. "You only do the kitchen. But I do my wife in the kitchen."

The orange juice almost filled my nose as I suddenly sat down the sweating glass. "Tyler, please. We're eating!"

"Jose started it!" My husband pouts like a kindergarten. They do both look like having a kindergarten fight when Jose brought his index finger on the either side of his head to form a horn-like expression while Tyler faced me.

I cackled until my jaw would drop, my voice echoing and reverberating. Tyler only threw a piece of cucumber at Jose who managed to grab it by his mouth like an actual dog.

And this is what it feels like to have a lunch buffet with two dogs-I mean werewolves. And with the accompaniment of a pet white wolf.

***

It's cold. And dark.

But not a shadowy dark-a nightly dark.noveldrama

This place is familiar, and that sense of something unfeigned is whispering in my ears again. 'This is a dream...'

"This is a dream," I reminded myself, touching my face, my lips. Looking down, I see the reflection of moonlight waving at me, saying hi to me as if the moon itself is speaking at my very soul.

  "Where am I?" I asked myself. Though I know no one would answer but me.

No one would seek the answer but me.

"It's cold."

  I see a man with bluish black hair lift its head to "Eliane?" I realized.

With our identical features, our face, our smile, our body and beauty, it looks like the man

is looking up to me.

I cannot see his face because I am standing beside the Forest Queen. The man lifted his feet from the surface of the body of water. I do not know if this is in Stella's Soul but I have a feeling that it is.

Eliane looked beside her. Glancing at my direction, she smiled. Not a grin or a smirk, but a smile. A wide smile.

"It's only cold when your body is not on the water itself," Eliane spoke. "Try going a bit further and sink into the lake up to your neck. The coldness will vanish instantly, I promise."

Eliane's flowing white dress, which honestly did not so much cover her breasts and body properly, was now wet when she stepped on to the water.

  "Come on!" Eliane turns towards the mysterious man, I don't think it is Ruel because that man has brown hair.

I watched the man lingered its gaze on Eliane as she walked further into what seemed like a lake drenched in moonlight.

"She's beautiful." I heard him whisper which made me raise my brows. I extended a hand just the level of his eyes but it seems he cannot see me. I am but a phantom-or are they the phantom?

; "Come now, Rowan! It's not that cold," Eliane shouted at the distance. Her hair and face

now utterly wet with the lake's waters.

Rowan. That's the man's name then.

  "Rowan." I called out to him but he just ran towards Eliane, smiling.

He splashed water at her and the Forest Queen countered as well.

  From afar, they certainly look like a perfect couple.

But the surroundings slowly vanished, fading into the air, swirling into a thick mist that

hindered my sight. In a second, everything is white and misty and moist.

  Something moved from behind me. Something feminine and ancient.

  Before I could tell, her flowing white dress and the starry crown above her head made me gape with the beauty it brings to her.

Eliane does look like an angel that came down from the heavens gifted by the Trinity Goddesses...

If it wasn't for her snake-like smile.

"Hello, Elaine," she beamed at me.