THE ALPHA'S VIRGIN SLAVE: Submit Alpha Ian's curse - Chapter 390: Chapter 390

August's POV
"Am I not doing anything wrong, am I?" I asked Ried as I looked at the tray of breakfast that I had prepared.
"You are actually being awfully considerate," he answered, making me smile.
"That's the least I can do for being a jerk to our mate," I replied, then grabbed the tray and nervously walked to the bedroom with it.
I wanted what happened between us to happen so badly; that's why I was happy when Ried took the initiative.
Now that we had been making love and just being in each other's embrace for the past few days, I was thinking of myself as a selfish bastard who wouldn't let her rest, yet I couldn't stop myself.
When Ried decided to be the first one to embrace her, I immediately accepted and took a step back because he was what I was supposed to be to her, and that was an amazing mate. He deserved to mark her before I could even do it.
He was so respectful, even when I took over and decided to spend my time with her in bed.
I really was lucky to have him as a part of me, just as I was lucky to have a mate whom I loved and cared for.
I walked into the open room, making sure my footsteps were quiet.
Once I had set the tray on the bedside table, I sat at the edge of the bed, caressing her arm gently.
She shifted a bit and then moved her hand on top of mine, making me halt my movements.
"Morning," I whispered softly.
She opened her sleepy eyes and smiled at me.
"Morning," she greeted back huskily.
I leaned in and kissed her lips lightly, then smiled.
"Breakfast is here," I said softly after I had pulled back.
"I'll end up being fat," she said in a whiny tone while sitting upright.
"You would still look very beautiful," I answered honestly.
She looked at me seriously and then brushed her hair back with a warm smile.
"I'm serious," I whispered, and then touched her cheek gently.
"Thank you very much," she answered in a low voice and then moved to kiss my cheek.
Before I could grab her hand, she got off the bed and went into the bathroom, making me pout.
I sat there looking at the door with longing, feeling like I was left behind.
For the first few days, she woke up next to us. She panicked and rushed into the bathroom, telling us not to look at her because she wasn't looking all right.
It was crazy and insane because she still looked beautiful. That's why we decided to let her know how she looked and how we loved to look at her in the morning.
She was hesitant at first, but she slowly began to relax and not panic whenever she woke up.
"Is it really okay that you are here with me?" I asked seriously after I had stood up and walked to the bathroom door.
"I talked to my father on the phone, and he was okay with me staying over for a week," she answered.
He really had no idea that she was with me; if he knew, there was no way he would let her be.
I touched the door and smiled widely.
I could hear running water, and I felt tempted to join; unfortunately, I didn't want to tire her even more than she was.
"Did you tell him you were at your boyfriend's place?" I asked simply.
When a few minutes went by in silence, I turned to walk away but stopped when I heard footsteps approaching. I quickly turned back when the door opened, and she looked at me with a surprised expression on her face.
Her hair and skin were wet, and she had a towel wrapped around her chest.
"Should I have told him about you?" she asked softly as I swallowed hard.
"I don't know; are you okay with it?" I asked back in concern.
"To be honest, I would love to show you off to everyone, be it friends or family. But I don't want to make you uncomfortable or seem so demanding," she answered sadly.
I moved closer and grabbed her hands.
"You should show me off because I also want to show you off to my family and friends," I said seriously.
"Really?" she asked at the top of her voice.
"Of course, but keep in mind they are like me," I answered as she giggled and then pulled her hands back and wrapped them around my shoulders.
"Are you seriously that happy? They are boring werewolves, you know," I said, then wrapped my arms around her waist.
"I don't care; I am so happy," she said and then pulled back.
"I want to know more about you and meet those you care about the most," she said seriously.
"Then how about we pay them a visit tomorrow?" I asked.
She widened her eyes and froze.
"It's okay if you don't want to meet them now; we can still make it any month or year," I said.
"I want to; I really want to," she answered, surprising me.
A few seconds ago, I thought she would say she wasn't ready to do that. Wow, she really was serious about us being together.
"Then tomorrow we will go and meet them all. But first, I will have to make a few calls today and ask everyone if they could spare me their time," I said.
"Oh my God, what will I put on? Do they prefer the innocent-looking type of lady or the sassy, independent type?" she asked, making me laugh.
"Why are you laughing when I'm being serious?" she asked.
"I'm so sorry; it's just that I want you to do what's best for you and to wear what makes you comfortable. My family isn't all that, and they would welcome you with open arms no matter what, because you are my mate and the one I love and respect," I answered seriously.
She smiled and then grabbed the towel, pulling it off her body.
I raised a brow and looked at her naked body with a smirk.
She began taking a few steps back, and I quickly glanced at the bedside table.
"You won't eat your breakfast if I join you," I warned when I looked at her.
She stopped moving and frowned.
"Oh, I thought you were my breakfast," she answered, and that was all the confirmation I needed to take off my clothes and go after her.