The White Wolf's Fated Beloved

4 To Hot

Gemma POV

Georgy leads me into her closet and grabs three dresses. One is a hunter green and super short. The second is light blue and shimmery. It isn't much longer than the first one. The last one is silver, shimmery, and probably the shortest of the three. I could never wear a dress like that. It probably won't even cover my a** cheeks.

"Go try on these three dresses, and before you even start to argue, remember how hot you looked in the bikini earlier" Georgy says. "Fine, but I'm not wearing anything that shows everyone at the club my a** or v*gina." She laughs as I walk toward the bathroom. I try on the silver one first. When I look into the mirror I almost choke on my tongue. The dress fits me like a glove. My curves are on full display.

The bottom of the dress is just touching the bottom curve of my a**. I've never felt this s*xy. I step out of the bathroom and Georgy squeals. "Oh, my goddess Gemmy, that's the dress. You don't even need to try on the other two." "Georgy, I'm not arguing that I look good, but if I bend over my goods will be on display for everyone to see." "Then don't bend over" she says with a chuckle. "Fine, what are you going to wear?"

"I have a red dress I've never worn before that has a cutout around the waist. While I get changed, call Justin and Charles," she says. I look at her with confusion. "Why the hell would I call Justin and Charles?" "As much as I know you and Elora can handle things, we need to have warriors with us or mom and dad will be even more pissed if they find out." I know she's right, so I grab my phone from the dresser.

Once we're both dressed, we make our way out of the room. Taking the back hallways to avoid being seen, we make it out of the back of the palace undetected. Justin's eyes light up when he sees us. Charlie is Justin's best friend and one hell of a warrior. He is also very quiet. "Goddess, you both look hot," Justin says, and we both chuckle.

"You look hot too" Georgy says. I notice for the first time my sister is looking at Justin in more than a friendly way. I make a note to talk to her later. I know she plans on waiting for her mate, but starting anything with Justin is a bad idea. I feel the same way. I won't be with anyone but my mate. I hope he feels the same way, but I know it's unlikely with male wolves.

I slide into the back seat of his car. Once they are all inside the car, Justin drives toward the gate. My stomach is flipping with excitement. It doesn't take us long to reach a building that looks more like a warehouse than a club. When we reach the door, a large man that I can smell is a wolf looks me up and down. "Hey sweetness, you look a little young to be trying to get into a place like this."

Elora pushes our aura forward and the man fights the urge to bare his neck to me. When she pulls back, a smile spreads across the man's face. "I stand corrected sweetness. Maybe you can save me a dance for later" he growls. "I'll think about it. Right now, I just want to get me and my friends inside to enjoy some fun." "Sure thing, sweetness. Have a good time," he says, pushing open the large metal door.

To say I'm shocked when I step inside would be an understatement. The inside is amazing. It looks like something out of a movie. Bodies are grinding on each other while dancing on a floor that's lit up. A bar covers most of the far wall. "I assume you both came here to dance not stare at everyone else having fun," Justin says, breaking me out of my trance. "Hell yeah, let's go dance" Georgy says, grabbing my hand.

Alfonso POV

As soon as we made it back to the room, Ember let me have it. "What the f**k was that all about?" "What he f**k are you going on about Ember?" I figure playing dumb is my best defense. "You know exactly what I'm talking about Alfonso. Do you have the f**king hots for that sl*tty mutt" she asks. I'm not sure why her insulting Gemma bothers me so much, but it does. "Do not call her that again. You don't even know the girl, Ember. I won't have you insulting our hosts."

"I am your beloved Alfonso. I won't have you acting all jealous over another woman. You are mine." "For f**k sake, I chose you Ember. Stop acting like a child having a tantrum." She screeches before she stomps into the bathroom, slamming the door. Goddess she can be such a drama queen. I walk over to the door. "Just don't forget, we only have thirty minutes before dinner." I know she heard me when she slams something in the bathroom.

I'm grateful we only have five minutes to spare by the time we are both dressed. I look at Ember and I hate the hurt I see in her eyes. Before she can step out of the room, I pull her into my arms. I slam my lips down on hers, devouring her mouth. When I pull away, her cheeks are flushed. "I'm sorry about earlier. You have nothing to be jealous about. You are my chosen." She smiles, and I peck her one last time before we meet the omega from earlier in the hallway.

I look at Ember telling her silently to apologize. She rolls her eyes but does as I ask. "I'm sorry I was so harsh earlier, omega." "Thank you, for your apology your majesty" the girl says. I hide the smirk at her boldness. When we reach the dining room, Jagger and Angelica are already seated at the table. I pull out a chair for Ember before I take mine. I notice the two empty chairs and I hate the excitement I feel at possibly seeing Gemma again.

Fifteen minutes pass and I can see Jagger's eyes glaze over. He gives a low growl before his eyes whip toward his wife. "The girls are both gone. They left the palace with Justin and Charles an hour ago." I can feel my anger rising at the mention of the boy that was touching Gemma earlier. "You need to calm down Jagger. You know that Gemma can handle herself. Justin and Charles have their wolves. Besides, even if Georgy doesn't have her wolf, she is better at combat than most of the royal warriors," Angelica says.

"That's not the point. I specifically told them they needed to be here for dinner with our guests. They deliberately disobeyed me," he says. Angelica looks toward me with amusement. "I'm sure they had their reasons, Jagger." "Do you and Layla know where they are love?" "I do," she says.

He growls again and Angelica glares at him. "Did you just growl at me?" "I'm sorry my love. I just don't like the thought of the girls out without more protection than Justin and Charles," he says. Her features seem to soften. "Fine, they went to the Wolf's Den Club." Jaggers eyes get big, and he is out of his chair before she finishes. She is at a f**king club. I stand following Jagger. I know Ember is calling out to me, but I don't respond.

By the time we pull up to the building, I'm angrier than I've ever been. What the hell is wrong with me? I follow Jagger and two guards toward the door. A large man that looks like he is more muscle than muscular steps in front of us. He must realize his mistake and immediately, and steps to the side, dropping his gaze to the ground. When the door opens, the scent of alcohol and s*x fill my nostrils.

I start to look around the sea of bodies until my eyes land on the s*xist a** I've ever seen. I immediately know it's Gemma. The dress is molded to her body and her dark hair touches her waist. I take a few steps forward and stop in my tracks when an arm wraps around her waist and cups her a**. I'm sure my eyes are turning red with the rage I feel seeing another man touch her. I'm going to rip his f**king arms off and spank her a** red.