Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 45: The Lamp in the Tree

Chapter 45: The Lamp in the Tree

Night came in; Rosina dressed in a simple attire that wouldn’t attract too much attention and put on her usual black cloak. They met at around 7:00 in the evening with an excuse to eat dinner in the city.

Rosina went down to the lobby and saw Draco waiting for her. He was instead wearing a fancy attire in black and silver.

"You’re here," Draco stated and stood up, handing Ferro his cup of wine. "Shall we go, dear Rosina?"

"Yes, my dear," Rosina stated and accepted Draco’s hand as they left the residence. She noticed the grim expression of Ferro while looking at them going.

"Does Sir Ferro know what you have been doing all this time?" Rosina whispered when they entered the carriage.

"I think everyone knew I’m a lady’s man," Draco answered and adjusted his cloak.

"The agreement, does he know?" Rosina pressed further since she was curious. Especially when Ferro was in the cabin when the contract agreement was held.

"Yes, but don’t worry. He won’t snitch on us," Draco laughed and leaned back on the chair.

"I see," Rosina sighed. She didn’t care much if someone knew or not, but she wanted to know who they were.

"By the way, here, take this," Draco took something from the bag placed on the floor. It was a wig in the color black.

"Clever," Rosina shook her head and took the wig off his hand. "I didn’t know you could think of something like this."

"Dear Rose, I’m brilliant to hide my identity while enjoying the night with multiple girls. I don’t want a future problem where a peasant would knock on my door and claim her child is mine," Draco scoffed and felt proud of himself for thinking of a solution to run away from responsibility.

"What if you did have a child with the ladies you have sex with?" Rosina asked while thinking there was a great possibility of it happening.

"That won’t happen. I always ensure my seeds would not enter a lady’s hole," Draco smirked and took something out of his pocket. "Do you know what this is?"

Rosina looked at the packet in his hand. She didn’t need to examine it since she knew what kind of item was wrapped inside.

"Yes, that’s a love glove," Rosina answered and took the packet from Draco’s hand. "Safe from pregnancies, but there’s still a little possibility it would break."

"I know. That is why every time I was about to c^m. I always pull out and spread my seeds in that glove. Double protection," Draco stated and snatched the packet back.

"Do you even enjoy your night using that? They aren’t really great," Rosina grumbled with a cringe but realized what she had blurted out.

Draco’s smirk grew wider as he leaned closer to Rosina. "What does it feel like? Having these love gloves inside you, ramming your tight—"

Draco couldn’t continue his words when Rosina stepped into his toes and pressed them harder for him to feel pain.

"You’re a sadist," Draco commented, aggressively removing his shoes and wiping the dirt with his handkerchief.

"What if I am?" Rosina crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Draco.

"Ha Ha!" Draco chuckled with an amused look. "I pity your real mate for having a sadist lady as a partner in life."

Rosina scoffed when Draco copied the words that she always says to him. "I could say the same thing to you. A sex addict as a partner, how wonderful."

Instead of being offended, that statement even made Draco take a more profound interest in Rosina. Although, it was not in a romantic way.

"Having a friend with that attitude is really refreshing," Draco stated and took a small bottle of liquor from the bag and gave it to Rosina. "For us to start feeling good."

"Where are we going, anyway?" Rosina asked while she took a sip, making her throat burn from the liquid.

"You’ll see when we arrive," Draco stated, putting on the long blonde wig that made his electric blue eyes stand more. Making his features different than with his original hair color.

"You look... completely different," Rosina commented and kept staring at Draco’s features.

"That’s the point, and call me by the name, Coco. That’s my alias when I go hunt ladies in town," Draco stated while combing his wig and braiding a few strands.

"Wow, ah. Fascinating," Rosina couldn’t help but stare at what Draco had been doing. It was like he switched to a different kind of person.

"How about yours? You need to think of a name as well," Draco asked and lifted the curtain on the carriage door. "We are close to the location."

"Well, I’ll go with Mita," Rosina answered since it was the name she used to hunt men.

"Interesting," Draco stated and gestured for Rosina to wear the wig.

Rosina also put the same mole under her left eye since it was the beauty mark of her character as Mita.

It wasn’t long before the carriage stopped, and the coachman opened the door. Draco went out first and assisted Rosina upon getting down the stair.

Rosina expected they would be in the buzzing city in the pack where multiple werewolves were coming in and out while finding a partner to spend the night with, but the scenery was completely different.

"Where are we?" Rosina asked and looked around the tall, giant trees standing around them. It was dark aside from a single small lamp attached to a single tree, giving a small light illuminating the place.

"A party," Draco whispered behind Rosina and put both of his hands over her head.

Rosina flinched and was about to knock Draco off her when she saw a black mask in his hand and putting on that covered half of her upper face.

"Don’t worry, I won’t harm you," Draco chuckled when he noticed her defense stature.

Rosina touched the mask and looked at Draco. She felt deja vu the first time they met at the masquerade ball of the Mating Event.

"Rosina, I want you to enjoy this party and let your inner beast be free. No one will judge you at whatever you will do," Draco whispered and guided Rosina to the tree where a single lamp was lit.