The White Wolf's Fated Beloved

5 How Do You Feel

Gemma POV

Georgy and the boys are taking a break in the booth, but I'm having too much fun to take a break. I'm actually enjoying dancing despite the number of guys that have hit on me. Thankfully, they didn't make a huge fuss when I declined their offers. Most of them were wolves and hearing that I was waiting for my mate had them bowing out gracefully.

Unfortunately, the dumb** that just approached me is human and not taking no for an answer. He keeps trying to invade my space despite me moving away from him. "Come on s*xy. I can make you feel really good sweet thing," he says, taking another step toward me. Who the hell talks like this? I'm just about to move again when I catch my father's scent. Sh*t I say to myself, ready to search the sea of bodies.

Taking advantage of my distraction, Mr. Handsy wraps his arm around my waist and grabs my a**. Elora growls, but the loud music seems to cover the sound. "I suggest if you want to keep your hands on your body you get them off my a**" I warn the man, and he laughs like I just told him the funniest joke he's ever heard. I'm just about to shove him off me when his body is ripped away from me, almost knocking me off my feet.

I'm able to right myself. When I pick my head up, I expect to come face to face with my father, but I couldn't be more wrong. Alfonso's eyes are red and focused solely on me. "What the f**k do you think you are doing letting him touch you," he says, anger rolling off of him. Instead of being irate like I am, Elora purrs. She actually f**king purrs. I put a block up because I can't deal with what the hell that means. "Answer me" he says.

"I don't owe you an explanation for what I'm doing. We are nothing to each other. If I wanted to let every guy in this place grab my a** I would." I turn intent on finding Georgy before our father does. I don't make it two steps before I'm picked up by strong arms. I scream to be put down, but I know he can hardly hear me over the loud music and the fact I'm staring at his toned a** in jeans. I can't believe he threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing.

I know I'm not heavy, but what the f**k? A few seconds later, I'm set on my feet. I'm just about to tear into the pr*ck that had me over his shoulder when I catch my father's scent. I turn, and his eyes are black. "Get your a** to the car now" he growls. I have never heard my father so angry. I hate the disappointment and anger I can see on his face. I turn without a word and notice Georgy, Justin, and Charles standing by the door.

Georgy grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze. When we get outside, Justin and Charles head for Justin's car. "You two will report to my office first thing tomorrow to discuss your punishment," my father says to them and they both drop their gazes to the ground. "Yes sir" they say in unison. "This isn't their fault dad. We asked them to take us" I plead. "Not another word until we get home." He turns to Alfonso, who is still seething.

"Thank you for your help tonight, Alfonso. I apologize for my daughters' behavior. I assure you they will both be punished for ruining our evening," my father says. "It's no trouble Jagger. I'm just glad they are both safe. Goddess only knows what could have happened in a place like this, to two fragile princesses," he says.

I bite my tongue so hard I taste blood. Fragile, I'll show him fragile. What an a**hole? I slide in next to Georgy, trying to control my growing anger. My father and Alfonso slide in across from us. I look out the window as the limo pulls out onto the street. I can feel Alfonso's eyes on me, but I don't spare him a glance. I don't even know why he gives a sh*t about what I'm doing. Shouldn't he be with his beloved?

It doesn't take long for us to reach the palace. I don't wait for the driver to open the door. I'm out and heading inside Georgy hot on my heels. Before I can make it to the stairs, my father's voice stops me in my tracks. "Gemma and Georgy to my office, now." I hear him exchanging pleasantries with Alfonso, but I don't bother to hang around. When I reach his office, I plop down on the couch. A few minutes later, my mother walks in, her expression unreadable.

She takes her normal seat behind my dad's desk. It doesn't take long for Georgy to walk in, followed by my father. She sits next to me while we wait for him to deal out our punishment. Georgy has been here before, but this is my first time. Not because I've never done anything wrong, but Georgy usually does it with flair, like the future Queen she is.

"I can't believe you two would be so reckless. Leaving here without guards. Going to a place that is full of unmated males. What if your future mates saw you in that place?" I can see Georgy wants to say something, but she doesn't get the chance. "So, what if they did see them there? Aren't they in the same place? Are men to be held to a different standard than their mates" my mother says, sounding angrier than I've ever heard her.

My father's face immediately looks apologetic. "That's not what I meant love. The girls put themselves in danger" he says pleadingly. "On that we can agree. What I take umbrage with is you acting as if they should be held to a different standard than their male mates. Now, I agree they should not have gone without more guards, but outside that they did nothing wrong. As far as the two young men that accompanied them, they will not be punished. You can remind them of our daughters' safety, but that will be the end of it. Am I clear Jagger?"

I fight the urge to fist pump as I watch my mother tell my father off. Not because I don't love my father, but because he's wrong. "Girls, you are both grounded for two weeks for not taking more protection. Next time you wish to go out, you will inform me ahead of time. I would also like you two to join us for breakfast and apologize to our guests for dinner last night," she says. I open my mouth to say something, but my mother's glare has me closing it just as quickly.

"I think we have all had enough excitement for one night. Girls head to bed." My father stands moving around the desk and comes to stand in front of us. His anger forgotten, as he looks at us with nothing but love. "I'm sorry I was so angry. You girls scared me. It would kill me if something happened to the two of you. Your mother's right about me being out of line," he says.

Before he can say any more, I step close and wrap my arms around his middle. I know he worries because he loves us so desperately and that he is worried about us, not our mates. He pulls Georgy into our hug and squeezes us both tight. We both hug my mother before we head to our room.

Once we're inside, Georgy squeals. "Did you see how mom laid into dad for being a smuck? That was amazing. That's the kind of Queen I want to be someday. Calling out my mate when he is being an a**." I burst out laughing. Goddess, I love my family. "How about Alfonso? How do you feel about him" Elora asks. "What the hell? Why would she ask me about that a**hat?