My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 121

[MEANWHILE]

The party ended with a bang. A lot of people passed out outside their homes due to their drunken

state. Of course, the snow wouldn’t kill them since they were werewolves, but it still wasn’t good to

sleep outside in such a vulnerable state.

Asher and the few sober ones left among the pack carried the drunk ones to their homes.

Afterward, he went to his special place… The top of the village. He had his own house there, of course,

it was more like a mansion compared to the rest of the pack member’s homes, though compared to

others it was lacking in plenty.

He had never invited Roxanne in since that had never gotten intimate before this Christmas night.

He couldn’t sleep. He could only watch over the quiet village as a solitary figure.

“Heh, now I feel like a stalker” He joked to himself, remembering what Roxanne used to call him.

His mind went back to her. This restless state of his heart. It was as though he was excited,

performing some sort of activity that was rigorous. He knew this feeling didn’t come from him. It had to

be from Roxanne!

He could feel her… Just like when she was in danger that last time. Why was she so excited? Was

it due to his question? Was she troubled about it? Maybe he came off too strong. Had he asked too

soon?

“No… This feeling… She isn’t brooding. She’s excited. She must feel the same way! She’s going

to say yes!” Asher said to himself, stifling his excited laughter.

“Silly girl, why is she keeping me in suspense then?” He muttered.

If this feeling was real, and she really was going to say yes, then that meant Roxanne wasn't

currently sleeping. His heart suddenly skipped, making him grip his chest.

She was definitely awake. And Asher wanted to see her now more than ever. Yes, he would hear

her answer now. He glanced at the moon above him and smiled. From its position, he could tell that the

time was past midnight.

“It’s technically morning already! I’m ready for your answer Roxanne!” He grinned.

Like a child, he jumped from his heights with a playful laugh filled with excitement and vigour.

Racing through the village, it didn’t take him long to get to Rita's house. He stood in front of her door for

a moment.

What was he going to do? Would he knock? He had to! He had to see Roxanne. Rita and Dax

wouldn’t mind anyway. It was no longer a secret to anyone that they were a couple.

He knocked hard on the door.

No response.

He did so again. Still no answer

This time he banged at the door, and he could hear a faint sound coming from within, but since the

house structure prevented the senses of a Werewolf from gaining hearing access within, he couldn’t

make out the sound properly.

As he was about to knock again, the door finally opened. It was Dax, half-naked, with only his

underwear left on him. He looked over at Asher with an impatient expression, feeling uncomfortable by

his friend's stare.

“Dude… What are you looking for here so late?” Dax muttered, scratching his head.

“Oh, am I interrupting something?” Asher smiled with a curious gleam in his eyes.

Dax appeared flustered by this, and for the first time, he noticed a painfully noticeable bulge in

Dax's boxer shorts.

“Ehem… Why are you here, Asher? Come one, man… This situation just got awkward. You really

need me to spell it out for you?” Dax said, rubbing his head even harder, looking embarrassed.

“Well, I am sorry for my unwelcome visit. I just want to see Roxanne” Asher smiled.

“W-Wha…?! See her? Bu-“ Dax looked surprised by Asher's statement.

"I know, I know… It's late. But I can feel it within me, Dax, she’s awake. She’s excited. She must

also long to see me too. You understand, don’t you?” Asher said in a hushed tone, trying to suppress

his excited voice.

“No. No, I don’t understand… Because Roxanne is not here…” Dax flatly responded, appearing

confused.

“What?” Asher was stunned by Dax's words.

“I-I thought she was actually with you, you know… Hooking up and stuff… It is the season after

all…” Dax chuckled slightly.

However, from the look on Asher's face, he could tell that it was no time for jokes. If she wasn’t

with Asher, and she wasn’t with them… Where was she?

“Don't mess with me, man. Just let me see her for a second” Asher said as he waved off what Dax

said as a joke, trying to get past him.

“Asher… She's not here!” Dax said, raising his voice.

Suddenly Asher heard a creak from within the house. His shocked expression quickly made a

smile. It was Roxanne, right? It had to be! She had felt him too and decided to come out of her room.

“Roxanne! It’s me, Asher. I’m here for your answer now!” Asher shouted, hoping his mate and

lover would pop her head out and bless him with her lovely smile.

He was wrong.

“Roxanne? Asher? What are you talking about?..? Dax, who are you talking to? You’re neglecting

your Lil baby, you know…” Rita came out of the corner with only sheets wrapped around her body, her

cleavage and a great deal of skin exposed.

Immediately she saw Asher, her face turned pink as she screamed.

“Asher?!! W-What are you doing here?! I'm sorry, I’m so sorry!!!” She ran away in embarrassment,

shutting her door tightly.

Dad watched as his wife scurried back into their room in panic and chuckled slightly. Rita was cute

when she was embarrassed.

He turned to Asher to see his friend's reaction. After all, he just saw his sister almost naked.

However, Asher was no longer in front of him.

“Huh? That’s weird. Not even a goodbye…” Dax muttered to himself.

"Maybe he's playing hide and seek with Roxanne and thought she would be hiding here. Hehe,

who knew you could also play such a lovers' game, Asher. Rita and I should also incorporate that one

of these days," Dax thought to himself as he shut the door of his house, ready to resume his night

sessions with his mate.

“Awoooo!” He howled excitedly.

Asher panted and his heart raced as he ran through the village, searching for traces of Roxanne.

She wasn’t with Rita, so perhaps she was stuck somewhere in the village, somewhere she couldn’t get

out of? Asher searched everywhere in a flash, he couldn’t find her. Perhaps she was lost…? What

direction did she go to? Asher sniffed the air, increasing the range and efficiency of his senses to the

limits. A lot of different scents filled that air. After all, a party just concluded, so various scents danced

around his nose. However, since Roxanne was his mate… Hers would definitely be the most special.

“I found it!” He declared.

He ran and chased the scent, following it to where it would take him. He ran to the edge of the Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

village, not stopping. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he finally stopped. He looked in front of him, an

expression of disbelief covered his face.

“N-No way… Don't tell me… She… She left…?!” Asher muttered as the last trace he felt of her

was her footsteps and scent departing from the village.

His face fell as he walked away from the scene, not looking back. Roxanne had left the village,

was this her answer? Did she never really love him?

Myriads of thoughts and doubts played through his mind… He didn’t know how to respond to them,

but he was sure of one thing… Roxanne wasn’t here anymore.

With that conclusion in his head, he went to the storehouse and brought out a large crate of the

stored nectar he had reserved for his personal use…. He didn’t want to think, he didn’t want to feel…

He couldn’t bear them.

He just wanted to drown in it all.