Mating the Female Alpha
###Chapter 28 – Ballgown shopping

Tina's POV

"What is it you were saying moments ago?" Tina asks the maid who was just speaking about the omega being the same as the female alpha. The other maid, the one she was talking to, has walked away to complete some other tasks Jessie has ordered of her.

The maid looks surprised when Tina approaches. It was clear Tina was never supposed to hear that conversation.

"Oh, I'm sorry, mistress. It was unfair of me to speak like that toward the Alpha King's omega..." she bows her head in shame.

"Never mind that," Tina says, waving her hand in dismissal. "Just tell me what you were saying, maid. About the omega and the female alpha being the same. Are you sure of this?"

She stays quiet for a moment as she tries to figure out what to say in response.

"Well..." she begins hesitantly. "I'm almost certain. But not 100%. I just feel their resemblance is uncanny. Nobody has heard from the female alpha in some time and now this omega shows up with a similar face. I just find it odd is all."

That was good enough for Tina to take it and run. Tina acts as if she is listening, but instead, she is thinking about all the ways she can use this information to her advantage. That is too perfect to not use. The omega bitch is a fraud. She isn't fit to be a luna queen. The luna queen title still and will always belong to Tina.

"I apologize for speaking out of context, madam," the maid says, bowing her head again.

"No apologies necessary," Tina says, trying to keep up her kind and compassionate persona. "If it's true that this omega is a hostage of the wolf king, then we should help her escape. We can use this ball as a way of getting her away from him. She can return to where she came from."

The maid looks surprised by Tina's response.

"You wish to help her?"

"Of course!" Tina says quickly. "What kind of future luna would I be if I didn't? Us women must stick together, after all."

"I agree," the maid says with a faint smile. "If there is anything I can do to help, please let me know."

"Actually..." Tina begins as she steps closer to the maid. A smirk appears on Tina's full and wide lips. "There is a favor I must ask of you."

...

Landry

Bernice steps out of the changing room for the 5(th) time since they've arrived at the boutique in the middle of the town. This was the dress she was going to wear; Landry has already made up his mind the moment he sees her in it. It's a long, yellow, ball gown, with no straps to hold it in place, but hugs her incredibly formed body perfectly. She isn't wearing a bra so her hardening nipples were appearing through the fabric of the gown, causing Landry's member to shift with desire.

All he wants to do at this moment is rip that gown off her delicious body and have his way with her.

All in due time, he keeps reminding himself.

She does a small twirl; her long blond hair dancing wildly around her body and falling lazily around her shoulders.

"What about this one?" She asks, looking down at her own dress.

"It's perfect," Landry breathes. "You're beautiful."

She meets his eyes and for a moment, everything went still. His breathing, his heart, every thought in his mind. She is the most beautiful woman in this world. She gives him a shy smile and glances down at her feet; he can't help but admire her shyness. It's clear she doesn't think she's as beautiful as she is.

"It's a very expensive dress," she says sheepishly. "Money isn't an issue."

Of course, she knows that. But he can tell it still fills her with unease. She isn't used to being spoiled in such a manner. But Landry wanted to spoil her for the rest of his life. She deserves the entire world and more. After everything she has endured, she deserves to feel like a queen.

She returns to the dressing room so she can change back into her light pink dress and returns to him moments later holding the yellow gown. Once he pays for it, they return to the palace where she stores the dress in her closet until tomorrow.

"Thank you," she says to him with a faint smile. "It was kind of you."

"A ball requires an elegant dress," he says with a shrug. "I was only doing a service."

But Landry and his wolf both know that isn't the truth. He was doing this because he loves her. Not that he could tell her that right now, at least not without the fear of her rejection. It was obvious to him that she harvests the same feelings in return, but she has yet to admit them to herself. Until she does, he would have to keep silent about his own feelings.

She stands still as he approaches her; he brushes a strand of her blonde hair, that has fallen over her features, behind her ear. Her cheek grows slightly pink as she stares up at him. The image of her sexy figure in that dress invades his brain and he can't help but grow hard at the memory.

Her lips are parted slightly, resembling the peddles of a rose. Her eyes grow dark with lust as she peers up at him through her long lashes. Her nipples grow hard and are revealing themselves through her light-weighted dress. Her flesh grew pink as the heat rose throughout her entire body.

She was going into heat. He could smell the essence of strawberry milk roaming through the air, causing his cock to grow large through his pants.

"Fuck her!" His wolf whines with anticipation. "You both want it, so do it!!"

He wrapped his firm arms around her small body and pulls her close to him, kissing her lips delicately at first, but then hardening and deepening the embrace. His tongue explores her mouth curiously, causing her to moan into him. He tears at her dress, ripping it into loose fabrics and allowing it to fall to the ground, leaving her completely naked and exposed to him. Her nipples are pink and hard, begging to be touched.

She rubs her body against his and closes her eyes; murmuring how hot she is and how she needs a release. Her breathing grows harsh, and a small whimper escapes her lips. He trails his kisses down the nape of her neck, tugging at her nipples with his fingers. He bites onto one, flicking it with his tongue and causing her to moan again.

He trails his fingers to her lower center and pushes them into her; her juices ran down her inner thighs and the smell of strawberry milk became strong. She screams out his name as her body combusts with pleasure.

"Oh, Landry!" She gasps.

...

Bernice

It was another sleepless night; I couldn't stop thinking about the upcoming ball. This would be my first elegant event and I'm not sure what to expect. I'm not an elegant event kind of woman. I don't put on fancy dresses and dance around. I don't even know how to dance. I knew for sure that I was going to make a fool out of myself.

Either Jessie or Landry must have sent over a maid to help me get ready because as evening began nearing, a maid stood at my bedroom door with a different assortment of makeup and hair accessories.

I slipped on the dress and allowed the maid to do her thing and fix my face and hair to make it suitable for Jessie's ball.

"You are quite beautiful," the maid breathes as she finishes with my hair. "No wonder the Alpha King wants you for himself."

I'm not sure what she means by that statement, so I just raise my brows, confused.

"My apologies. I don't mean to be so frank. It's just that he has taken you, hostage. I'm sure of it. You don't wish to truly be here."

"What makes you say that?" I ask, turning to her.

"How could you wish to stay here when you have an entire pack to care for? You are the female alpha after all."