Enchanting deception

Jackpot

Timon walked up and down impatiently in his room. He smiled from ear to ear. Finally! He found his mate and what a gorgeous woman she is! He wanted to lock her in and just admire her day and night.

"- Careful with those kind of thoughts! - Ace warned him and Timon stopped . He took a deep breath.

- Yeah! Thanks! But isn't she perfect?! Have you seen those eyes, and that hair? And her smile... I can't wait for her to smile at me like that! I might die there from happiness! - Ace shook his head and said.

"- In moments like this I wish I could slap you.

- Why aren't you overjoyed?! - Timon asked and Ace barked.

" - I'm! I'm just trying to stay somehow calm not to scare her away! - Timon nodded. Ace was right, but that night he already knew, he will be listening to love songs nonstop! Soon a soft knocking on the room called his attention. He rushed to the door, ran his fingers through his hair and took a few deep breaths before he opened the door. Even trough the door he could smell Isadora's scent. The scent she emitted was like those tiny little flowers that only bloom at night. They were called Evening Primroses. Isadora's scent was unbelievably complex. Flowery and fresh, and at the same time woody and spicy.

“- The evening primrose gives off a profound, uplifting fragrance that is particularly long lasting.- Ace said and Tim smiled.

- She definitely left a long lasting impression on me! - he said and walked out of the room.

- Are you hungry? - he asked and Isadora just stared at him. Suddenly she shook her head slightly and said.

- Yes! I'm hungry as a wolf! - she said and immediately blushed when Timon started to laugh wholeheartedly.

- Sorry... - Isadora said and Tim held her hand.

- Oh come on! This is usual here! Let's go! - Isadora appreciated Timon's easygoing attitude, although she felt the slight trembling in his hand as he held hers. He is really handsome. And not an i***t as I first thought. This mate stuff might be a good thing after all. They arrived to the dining room where there were many gorgeous ladies, and strong man, as well as kids and elderly people. Many of the young woman stared at Isadora with jealousy and a few even growled at her. One of them stood up and skipped to Timon. She grabbed his arm and with a sickening sweet voice she asked, batting her long eyelashes at him.

- Who is this girl Tim? A friend of yours?- Isadora saw the veins pop on Tim's forehead and the disgust in his eyes. She slightly smiled at his disgusted expression and cold attitude. Good boy! He pulled his arm away from the black-haired beauty and said confidently.

- She is Isadora, my mate. - the whole room went silent and the girl giggled.

- Is she your mate, mate or just a mate for tonight? - from somewhere down from her gut, Isadora felt an urge to slap that b***h across the face. She cleared her throat and walked to the girl. She held her face and turned from side to side. The girl growled and took a step back.

- What are you doing weirdo?! - Isadora shrugged and looked at her pensive.

- I just wondered, how well you hold yourself together while you are definitely rotting inside. - a few men started to chuckled softly and the girl gasped leaving them alone. Timon smiled proudly at Isadora and lead her to a further table. After they sat he looked at her with dreamy eyes.

- Why are you looking at me like that? - she asked a bit nervously. Timon's eyes reminded her of a pine forest, even his scent was like the summer breeze in the northern forests where she grew up.

- I'm just happy that I'm not indifferent to you. - Isadora blushed even more and sighed.

- You are my mate no? First of all... Who the heck does she think she is? Second, didn't her mother teach her not to touch what doesn't belong to her? Third... Why would I be indifferent when a b***h is trying to steal what is mine? - Isadora got all heated up while Timon just rested his head in his hands elbowing on the table and watched his gorgeous mate getting jealous.

- Why are you looking at me like that again? - Izzy asked and Timon leaned over the table and held Isadora's face in his hands.

- Because I hit the jackpot with you and I'm thankful for having such a strong woman as my mate! - Isadora gasped. It was the first time a man didn't feel intimated by her style and power. Timon gently pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear and Izzy mumbled.

- Actually... I like this mate thing. - Timon chuckled at her honesty and stood up.

- I'll bring something for dinner, do you have any preferences? - Izzy looked at Timon as if he was an alien.

- I prefer Italian stuff but no spinach! - Timon nodded and in a short time he came back with a pizza and a huge portion of Spaghetti bolognese.

- Please tell me you didn't bring all this for me! - Izzy said, Timon raised an eyebrow.

- You said it yourself, that you are hungry as a wolf. Well, this is wolf portion. - Isadora's eyes widened and Timon sat down laughing.

- Don't worry! I brought this for the two of us! I just wanted to give you more than one option for dinner.

- Very considerate again. Thanks! Good appetite! - Izzy said and she dug in the spaghetti while Timon ate a slice of pizza. When they have already ate half of their dinner, Timon asked curiously.

- How did you meet Adalinda? - Izzy coughed and drank a little water.

- Well, that's an interesting story!

- I'm all ears.