VLAD 3
2263 Words
"I forgot about the suits." I heard Luka grumble as he slipped on his jacket.
"It's a ball for the princess. At least it isn't some masquerade party themed." I told him sitting down. I was ready and since me and Luka were sharing a room I was at least waiting for him.
"Do you think your mate is here?" He asked fidgeting with his tie.
"If I'm honest?" I paused thinking about that girl that had puke on her. I wasn't sure who she was yet but the feeling of being drawn to her, even the memory, I knew she might be my mate.
"Why would you lie?"
"That woman, princess, we didn't get a chance to meet because of the puke thing... my wolf wanted to go after her." I told him, and he gave me a shocked look.
"At least you didn't go after her while she showered and changed from the puke. That could have been awkward." He laughed lightly, and I looked over his face and saw he was slightly carefree.
"I just want to know her name and which country she is from." I said and rubbed my hands together.
"Then let's get down there and see." He told me, and I stood up noticing how he was done.
We walked side by side. I knocked on Dimitri and Ivan's door before shouting that we would meet them down there and then walked towards the other set of stairs.
Keeping my brother by my side we walked into the room filled with other Alpha's king and queens, princes and princesses and my eyes were searching for only one. After 15 minutes of looking for her I heard the King Alpha of the US announce his daughter. I turned and clapped out of respect as she came into the room with a pink shade of dress with shiny stuff and it poofing out just a bit. She looked nice I had to admit but it was who moved into the room steps after that that caught my attention.
The woman I thought was a princess had a cord going into her ear. She had a beautiful dress on, but she was some sort of security. The bottom was long, flowing instead of poufy, and the top was white, some sort of halter top but it left the middle of her chest exposed from her neck to her navel.
"Isn't that-" I heard Luka start and I nodded cutting him off from the rest of his words. "So, she's an enforcer?" He asked, and I looked at him. "That's a great honor... especially for females. And to protect the Princess of her country? She must be very good." He added and smiled. "So, is she yours?"
"She hasn't looked at me yet." I said willing her to scan the room and look at me. But she didn't. She started walking towards a man who had a very pregnant female on his arm and then pulled him down before whispering in his ear. I suppressed a growl and moved forward until she was almost in front of me before she walked towards the back. I knew Luka was following me but a lot slower. I pushed through people politely following her until she was talking with the Prince of the US Packs. He was holding his son and his wife s***h mate was smiling.
The man eventually handed over his son and whisked his mate towards the dance floor. She was holding the boy as if he had just puked on her again. "You got that kid?" I caught the end of her little speech and got close enough that she looked up right away and pulled him in close to her chest as if to protect him.
Once our eyes met my theory was confirmed. She was mine and the baby started crying dragging her eyes from me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hold you so tight... shhhh Sebastian." She cooed turning him over her shoulder and rubbing his back. A vision of her cooing to our child flashed through my mind and I moved closer and held out my hand. "I sort of promised that I would hold him until his parents had their dance." She said and shushed him before patting his butt lightly and he started to calm down.
"What's your name?" I asked her still moving closer.
"Patty Miller." She said with a slight smile. "Yours?"
"Vladimir Moroz." I told her, and she lost her smile.
"The soon to be king of the Russian packs?" She asked before gulping.
"Patty, you're needed at the front gate." I heard some call out behind me and I turned and glared at the man.
"Give her a minute." I ordered and turned back to her as she patted the baby's butt again.
"Just take care of it Dean. I can't go to there with Sebastian." She told him, and I looked back at the man. "Besides. My shift is over in 10 minutes." She said and looked back at me as I watched her out of the corner of my eye.
"I sort of can't. But I'll tell Max to handle it."
"Does your mate want to dance? I bet that is why you were going to send me. She would dance with anyone if she wanted." I watched my mate tease her superior and noticed her ease of insubordination.
"She does, she won't touch another man. And she knows what will happen to her and the man she touches if she does."
"And what will happen to your dear mate Dean? I would love to know being that I am her." I saw a woman coming up towards us, her arms crossed and a slight swollen belly under a short tight dress.
"Something that I shouldn't elaborate on in public." Dean said and touched her belly before leaning in and kissing her head.
"You... you've lost your mother and father, right?" She asked pointing to me and I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Is that any of your business?" I asked, and she smiled.
"Russian am I right? Then you might not have heard that I, as well as my sisters, are witches... and werewolves. I am the witch of life... and I can see dead people." She explained and held out her hand. "My name is Aurora Ames-Harper."
"Dead people?" I asked her and looked towards my mate who was cooing at the baby again as it started fussing but still glancing up at me.
"You know what... a party is no place to tell you about your dead people. So why don't you and your three brothers meet me when you can." She nodded touching her belly before looking at her mate. "Now you are going to dance with me."
She walked with her mate towards the dance floor and he pulled her in close. "She can't really see the dead, can she?" I asked my mate but instead of a real answer, she looked like she was telling me that it was the truth. She started turning back to look at her as she just walked towards the back of the crowd. She looked over her shoulder and I followed right away.
"What's her name?" I heard Luka and turned quickly to look at him.
"Patty Miller. Where are the twins?" I asked him before looking around quickly.
"They are sitting and eating with some woman named Ivory." He shrugged and looked at me.
"Want to be left alone?"
"I just want to get to know her. I would recommend you go and hang out with our brothers, but I don't want you to turn into one of them." I said with a sigh and he looked past me and nodded.
"She's waiting." He told me and turned to walk away. "I'll let the king of the US know. He asked us to inform him if any of us found our mates." He told me looking back and I nodded to him.
A couple turned to look at him and then me when he said mate, but I didn't care. I found my mate. And I wanted to know more about the peasant that would be a queen.
"How old are you?" I asked her to move to sit down as well as she rocked the babe.
"I'm going to turn 24 in a couple weeks actually." She said, and I nodded and gave her a small smile. "You've got to be almost 29 or 30, right?"
"I'm 29 yes." I nodded to her.
"5 years isn't that big of a gap."
"No, it isn't."
"My parents were 12 years." She told me, and I caught the 'were' and nodded before looking down.
"That man you talked to before Prince Mark... who was he?"
"David? That's my older brother. His mate was wanting to dance. He doesn't dance too well." She laughed and nodded towards the dance floor. "See."
"Do you dance?" I asked knowing that I would dance with her if she said yes.
"Sort of. My daddy, well, when I was little, he let me stand on his shoes, and when I got older I was able to learn at the little affairs down in small BBQs on the base he taught me how to do all different types of dances."
"Yeah? Well, when you are off duty, we'll dance." I promised her, and she smiled before nodding.
"A little prince has told me his older brother has found his mate. Let us congratulate the newly found King Vladimir, and his new Queen, our very esteemed enforcer Captain Patty Miller on their mateship." I heard the voice of the US King Lewis and I saw Patty blink at me, and then towards the stairs as people were starting to look around to find us and she stood up with the babe in her arms squealing and crying.
I stood up next to her and smiled at everyone who started to clap, and I noticed my brothers walking closer to meet her, and not just Luka.
"I guess I should give Sebastian back to his mother and father." She told me, but I scanned the crowd noticing how the parents were already on their way over.
"They're coming." I said and nodded towards them as they broke through the crowd. The woman was beaming, congratulating her, before taking the baby and giving her a quick hug. She looked slightly uncomfortable but just smiled through it and I came up closer.
"We are going to escape, get to know each other a bit more." She told them and looked back at me and I smiled and nodded at her telling her that was my thoughts as well.
"Well, when I first met Mark, I sort of ran... don't do that... but then you have waited most of your life for a mate." She said and then looked at her mate, her son, and then smiled before laughing lightly. Then she slapped her mate lightly and hid her face.
"Thank you." I nodded to her, and then her mate before touching Patty's arm and waving her forward, hopefully she would know somewhere private to talk. But she walked right into Luka who had the twins right behind him.
"You're that egg girl." Ivan said shaking his finger at her and I noticed her shift in behavior right away. She didn't like Ivan all that much. Which didn't surprise me since he had told us about a shrewd girl who basically groped him after spilling some egg on his shirt. I knew it was bull the moment he started calling her names.
"You're the asshole of a prince who thought I just wanted to touch you." She said in the same wonder and sassy tone and I smiled and hid my laugh as I cleared my throat. Luka and I shared a look and we both smiled as she waited for anything to came out of Ivan again.
"So, prince is your type after all?" He asked gesturing to me and I narrowed my eyes.
"I should have said Arrogant prats weren't my type. But being with certain royals who only wanted to get into the princess's pants kind of makes me immune to you and your kind. And since I am her best friend and bodyguard a lot of arrogant asshole pricks think they are man enough to get in not only hers, but my pants. I like to set those prats straight right away. As for me cleaning egg off your shirt, it was polite. I guess you don't know the term.' She said, and I laughed out loud seeing Ivan's face and then covered my face as I saw him glare at her.
"We'll talk again some other time." I told all of them and smiled down at my mate. "Lead the way."
"See you around Prince." She fake saluted him as she walked past him, and he was so shocked that he just stood there as Dimitri and Luka laughed.
"You're the first girl I have ever seen to stump my brother." I told her as we got closer to the back door that we went through earlier to head to the BBQ.
"He seems like the type who is used to getting what he wants." She told me, and I nodded sadly.
"Women in our pack usually throw themselves at all of us... even the humans do." I told her shaking my head and then sighing. "Shall we sit somewhere?"
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