Auctioned Mates Revenge

#Chapter 15 A love match 

Now that I was out of Larry‘s, my options to try and find Angelia had grown a little, but only if I gained more independence and got more information. To do that, I needed Matt to trust me enough to let me go out on my own and let his guard down around me

I went to sleep as the sounds of the party faded downstairs trying to come up with ways to get closer to Matt 

In the moming, I woke up a bit hungry and grinned as an idea came to mind. They said the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and through his cock. Since Matt didn‘t seem to be interested in fucking me, maybe I could manage to get into his good graces through food 

I was never the greatest cook and I hadn‘t picked up a pan in years, but the internet had all sorts of tutorials. It couldn‘t be that hard. I just had to pick something simple enough. Mom was a terrible cook, but Dad always appreciated her efforts

I grabbed my phone and texted Armand

Do you know what Matt likes to eat? 

The list that came was long enough to fill four text messages. They came so fast I wondered if he had just copied and pasted it from somewhere

Why?He asked after the texts stopped coming in.

I worried my lip. I couldn’t tell him that I’m trying to get in Matt’s good graces, so I went with something simple.

Matt saved my life… I just want to thank him by doing something nice.

I winced at the message. Was it too nice? Was it too obvious?

Armand replied quickly, Go with a nice steak dinner. I‘ll send you the recipe. I‘ll leave dinner to you, but text me if you need help. You can’t have too much help when it comes to a love match!

I sputtered and shook my head at the winking emoji and the message. A love match? Was he insane? I laughed at him as I replied.

It’s not a love match. He’s just my boss.

Sure. He sent a winking emoji, For now. Think of how lovely you’ll look on the front page of a magazine together!

I laughed. I could just picture it. Whore and Warhammer Heir: Love, Lust, and Rebellion 

I grinned as another headline came to mind, imagining him sitting behind the official desk of the Warhammer pack’s alpha and her seated on the desk with little more than her underwear on.

Werewolves in Trouble-Warhammer’s Luna A Whore

Soon, I was doubled over in laughter imagining the news coverage. It made my eyes burn with tears. As promised, Armand sent a set of recipes and a wish for good luck.

I left my room and went to the kitchen to get something to snack on and to start preparations since it was already so late in the day.

Armand had done most of the work for me, setting out the pans and pots I would need along with a timer for the asparagus. I set the timer for the steaks while cutting the potatoes and found my hands were clumsier than I remember and a bit amused.

of doing things like this for my mate, or least my husband

change. It was ridiculous for Armand to think

a burgundy halter dress that was cut to make wearing a bra impossible. As I looked at myself in the mirror and put on makeup, I couldn‘t think of anything other than the fact

mother seemed different. I would have never imagined years

from the mirror and headed back down stairs to pull the potatoes out of

greet him. He looked startled

“Welcome home.”

was warm and oddly tender as

smile that I knew showed that I was pleased and tried not to roll my eyes. How

wanted to apologize for yesterday and thank you for saving my life, obviously.”

the kitchen, “Don‘t hold the taste against

and following me,

a little mischievously, “Well...

at the bar, watching me serve dinner. There was nothing sexual in

we‘ll have to make do with water or juice.”

pulled his plate closer, “I‘ll show you where I keep it later.”

to sit beside him, “Do other

bite and met my gaze,“... are you jealous?”

“If I am,

“No other

about

“No one... Not

me about all those people you invited. Your friends? How‘d

“Armand invited most of them.

of my pack then? How did he meet these people? “They seemed like elites? I didn’t realize

mostly. He‘s... worked for me for a long time, but I’m not sure where he met

way to get more information.

Matt smirked as he cut into his

I laughed and teased him, “Are you jealous?”

licked his lips, “And… if

him a fake heated look, “No

him up and down, “It’s not like any of

grinned at me and finished his meal, “I‘m impressed. It

me the

and got up, “That makes

stocked bar in his house, but I wasn’t prepared to enter a room that looked more like some kind of shrine to

bar,

asked