The Alpha's Bride

Chapter 1063  Alpha Violet and Alpha Ashton (4)

Lunch at the Spring Leaf pack was awkward – for lack of a better word.

Luna Michelle was sniffling most of the time, happy that her son was back and that he was mated to Violet.

Luna Michelle would put food onto Ashton's plate, always asking if he wanted more, and Violet suspected that Luna Michelle would try feeding Ashton if Violet was not there. Violet saw the Pascal family many times, but always in an official setting with many guests around.

This was the first time for Violet to witness a private moment, family only, and she wondered if Luna Michelle was always clinging to Ashton like that or if this was just because they hadn't seen each other in a while. It was normal for a mother to be proud of her son and to dote on him, but wasn't this exaggerated?

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Luna Michelle shifted the topic to remodeling their packhouse. She wanted to combine two bedrooms into one so that Ashton and Violet could stay there and have extra space for a crib. Luna Michelle was talking about colors and fabrics, and based on the number of details, Violet guessed that her future mother-in-law had thought about it for a while.

Luna Michelle spoke about a welcome party for Ashton since he was back for good this time and that they should conduct the Alpha ceremony for him so he could take over the pack officially.

"Now that Ash is mated, we need to plan a ceremony for Violet so she becomes the Luna." Luna Michelle looked dreamily at Ashton and Christian. "Once Ash takes over as an Alpha, we can relax and travel." She glanced at Violet. "Don't worry, dear. We will always be close and available to help you if needed. But I assume your parents prepared you for a big role in life, so this shouldn't be new for you. I can help you with figuring out packhouse management and…"

Violet plastered a smile as her mind was spinning. Packhouse management? Her parents taught her about politics, using abilities, and breaking bones. Violet was a warrior, a leader of two packs by birth. She had numerous lessons on how to fight, kill, and negotiate, and not how to manage a house.

Violet could torture a person for days without killing them. Of course, Talia disapproved of such things, but she taught Violet how to use her ability to force a person to tell the truth.

People always spoke about Damon like he was the Black Demon, the one that shouldn't be offended, without realizing that Talia was a bigger danger than Damon. Damon was a powerful but straightforward guy. If he didn't like someone, that person knew it. Talia could smile and pretend she wanted peace, but then she would use whatever means necessary to get that peace, even if that included causing a calamity, and Talia could cause a calamity with a thought. It was scary. People were lucky that Talia was not easy to anger.

"It will be the biggest party we ever hosted!" Luna Michelle was back to talking about Ashton's Alpha and Violet's Luna ceremonies. "I will ask for help from Talia, Mindy, and a few others to organize an event of such magnitude…"

Violet didn't think about the ceremonies involving the Spring Leaf pack. Suddenly, her being mated to Ashton came with a different cause for a headache. It's not that Violet was objecting to being a Luna. That was only a title, a label others would use, and it didn't define her in any way. However, the problem was that Luna Michelle was talking about locations, food choices, and which band to hire, asking Ashton about his preferences, like Violet was not there.

Ashton could feel Violet's unease and disapproval, so he cut the lunch short with, "Vi and I will head to my room to rest. Plan for dinner at the Dark Howlers pack tomorrow. If we take the portal, we can leave late afternoon."

Violet didn't object when Ashton took her hand and led the way upstairs, and only when it was the two of them, she relaxed.

Violet stood in the middle of the room and observed it. There was a queen size bed, a desk with a chair, a small sitting area with a sofa and two ottomans around a coffee table, several wall shelves with books on them, and one closed door that led to the bathroom and possibly a closet.

Ashton rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry about my parents. If you had any thoughts of us staying here for a few days, those thoughts are probably gone by now." And they could forget about living here permanently.

Violet didn't want to lie, but she didn't want to sound like a bitchy daughter-in-law either. "I don't want to make your parents uncomfortable."

Violet had no intention of fighting with Luna Michelle for Ashton's attention. It's not that Ashton was neglecting Violet, but Violet didn't like the long hug Luna Michelle gave Ashton when they arrived, and that hug would last much longer if Ashton didn't pry Luna Michelle's arms from him. After that, the whole lunch, Luna Michelle was utterly focused on Ashton, barely acknowledging Violet's presence. Violet could understand that Luna Michelle was doting on her son, but ignoring Violet was difficult to swallow. She was the future Alpha of Alphas, and Alpha Cristian treated her as royalty, while Luna Michelle wanted Violet to manage her packhouse. What a joke!

Ashton wanted to explain that he was the only child, which made his mother clingy, but Violet was not interested in hearing it. It was not a secret that Luna Michelle was sticking close to her son, more so as he was growing up. But Violet didn't know it was this bad.

"What are we going to do, Ash?" Violet asked, and she sucked in a breath when she felt a splash of carnation-scented heat on her back.

"I don't know about tomorrow, but I know what I want to do right now…" His breath fanned her ear. "In my room. With my mate. You know, Vi... I never had a female here." Sure, he wanked off more times than he would like to admit, but to have a woman here, in his bed… it would be a first.

Violet closed her eyes when his arms wrapped around her, and he kissed his ear, and they both froze when the door of his room opened.

"Oops!" Luna Michelle exclaimed. She was holding a tray with fruits. "I thought you kids might be hungry since you didn't finish lunch. I will leave this here, and I will give you privacy."

Ashton closed his eyes. He didn't need to look to know that his mother placed the tray on the coffee table and left the room, but not before she threw another glance or two at them.

"I'm so sorry…" He said.

"Lock the door," Violet snapped.

There was a clicking sound, and in the next moment, Ashton's arms were back around Violet's waist.

"Sorry, love. My mom can be…" He didn't know how to end this.

"Good that you know," Violet snapped.