~Lenox’s Point of View~
How did I know the Goddess would send us a mate that was feisty as hell? Because she had to know what my brother and I would need. Some lame pushover female wouldn’t do. Ohh she needs to be tamed, and I can’t fucking wait to do it! Cadence Mattison, hot as sin and positively a goddess in her own right. I’d never met her, but needless to say guys talk. I knew her reputation as I was sure she knew ours.
Last night when she showed up at our party, it was all I could do not to grab her, throw her over my shoulder and go all Alpha male. I absolutely would have done it too if Weston hadn’t interfered like the dick he is sometimes. Even when she stormed off I was completely determined to go after her, let her know who the boss is in this relationship. Who is Alpha.
*You’re such an asshole, we can’t be like that to her. It’s high time for change. Think about our little sis, you wouldn’t want a male treating her like some whore,* my wolf, Hank insisted.
*Stop sounding like Weston and let me handle this,* I pushed back.
I loved my brother but he was completely lame sometimes. Last night he was being a bitch and said we should give her some space. She got about nine hours and that was all I’d allow. My wolf was pissed, he wanted her neck and right this very minute. I had grand visions of graduating, going home with my Luna to a huge celebration. My father held deep seated doubts about when my twin and I would be ready to take over. Now that our trio was complete there could be no room for doubt.
But…
Could the Keller brothers go cold turkey? Swear off all other females? Could she do the same?
Now that we’d found our mate, our true fated Luna … there could be no other. It was like a dark curtain just went over the part of my brain that looked at females. It was going to be a serious adjustment. I already needed more from her, I needed all of her.
When my parents found each other they were marked and mated within the hour. Most don’t wait. Your wolf would rip you in half if too much time went by. I knew for a fact her wolf had to be driving her nuts, she was just fighting it.
*She’ll be ours, very soon. You need to get her to shift, we’ll let her wolf know the deal, she’ll help us, maybe put her in heat,* my wolf said, taking me by surprise.
I licked my lips, loving that idea. My girl in heat, all defenseless against me? Ohh hell yes!
Sometimes my wolf was just as annoying as Weston. He didn’t like how many women I’d been with, he didn’t like how shamelessly I flirted. But he sure as hell doesn’t complain during sex. I was damn glad we were on the same page about our mate and it better stay that way.
I watched the sexy blonde minx eating the breakfast we brought, and judging by her bare cabinets she doesn’t normally cook. How does a female not cook? Hell, even I can do the basics. But that’s mostly cause I snuck into the packhouse kitchen all the time for goodies and the maids put me to work.
“So you’re just gonna ignore us unless we try to reject you,” I finally said, breaking the silence.
She put down her fork and finally turned to face us. She couldn’t possibly look more pissed off. It was such a damn turn on. I loved a girl with real fire. Most she-wolves just want our attention, want us to touch them, buy them things. But this girl only wanted us to fuck off. Which meant, I absolutely wouldn’t. If nothing else just to see how sexy she looked when she didn’t get her way. She was quite obviously not used to answering to a male.
“Thank you for breakfast,” she said, standing and putting her plate in the sink.
“Whoa that’s it,” Weston said, touching her arm.
My hand twitched, jealous of his contact with her. It was stupid and irrational, but all I wanted was her skin on mine. Weston and I had shared many girls throughout college, but they meant nothing. We always wore protection and we never had actual girlfriends longer than a few months at a time. Those were only because our parents insisted on fixing us up.
Girls just wanted to be cool by association, wanted to be seen with us. They don’t give a damn about us personally. That was always fine by us anyhow, we knew they were only temporary.
“Yes, I have things to do and they don’t include entertaining a couple of donkeys,” she said, snatching her arm back.
Donkeys?? Was she calling us asses? Hmm. I’ll see about that.
*We need to make a cute pet name for her ASAP, that’ll drive her mental,* I said to my brother, over mind-link. I watched as he smirked at her, thinking about what I said.
“I have it on good authority you actually need us. So … the way I see it, you should try being a little nicer. Wouldn’t kill you to smile,” I said, waiting for what I knew would be a hell of a response.
I knew she-wolves like her really really hated being told what to do, and even more so hated being told what to do with their bodies. Telling her to smile would probably drive her to slash my tires and leave a smiley face.
She pressed her lips together and scowled at me. She wasn’t the only good investigator around. We know most of the people on this campus, and it was actually a shock we’d never met her. We could find out anything we wanted on anyone at anytime.
“Actually yes. My boss wants an interview with you for the paper,” she said, grabbing a folder and handing it to Weston.
I laughed, but I knew I was poking the bear. She made it too fun not to.
“Aren’t you in luck then beautiful? I love talking about myself,” I said, making a show out of stretching my arms.
What can I say, I'm a quarterback … so yeah I'm cocky.
“I’m sure that’s about the truest statement you’ve ever made,” she said, crossing her arms.
Ohh she thinks she’s cute huh? I think she needs a little more red in those cheeks.
“The truest statement I’ve ever said is … I’m going to fuck you until my name is the only one you remember,” I said, matter of fact.
Weston grinned and stared her down, on edge as badly as I was after a line like that. I was hardly fighting fair, saying that AFTER she admitted she needed our help. Maybe I was a donkey…
She looked at me as if she had a million things to say, and since I’d threatened to so easily reject her, she didn’t dare say a single one. That wasn’t the kind of power I wanted to have over her, it wasn’t at all what I wanted to torture her with, but it would have to do for now.
I knew it was dirty, incredibly wrong and the goddess would probably get me back at some point. But I had to make sure she knew we weren’t going anywhere. The more I looked at her, watched her mannerisms and her trying to control herself, the more impossible it was to leave her. She was now going to be the main focus of our attention, not football. That was a weird new reality we’d have to navigate as well. We had one game left of the season and it was really more of a friendly bonus thing, the actual season was over.
Even though it was barely an hour past sunrise, she was still up with flawless make-up. She was still a spit fire ready to take on whatever came her way. Literally every other she-wolf on campus was likely hungover and still passed out. My brother and I were always the hardest working people in the room, first in and last out. That’s how a leader should be in every facet of their life. My brother and I gave 110% in everything we did but especially on the football field, it’s the time we feel most like ourselves and most alive.
I watched her like a hawk as she stiffened her spine and tried to compose herself. Clearly she was being pushed out of her element and didn’t do well being a fish out of water. But she still didn’t speak. I decided to end her suffering and move things along.
I put out my hand for the file and Weston handed it to me. I flipped it open and began to look over the list.
“The caveman knows how to read,” she said, questioning.
“Perfect GPA as a matter of fact,” I said, moving past her and into the living room.
Perfect because sometimes I pay people to go to class for me and take good notes, but that’s beside the point. Weston followed behind me and we spread out, making ourselves at home.
“How did you get an apartment to yourself anyhow,” Weston asked, noticing only one bedroom.
The one bedroom apartments on campus are few and far between, and highly coveted. I watched her face with interest, curious about that as well. Since Weston routinely hacked the school’s database for various reasons, we’d already read her file. Her family wasn’t wealthy by any means, she was here on a scholarship.
“I don’t need to explain myself to you, donkeys” she huffed, and stormed into her bedroom, slamming the door.
Weston laughed and shook his head.
“I’ll take that as … she fucked the right person,” I said, under my breath.
~Cadence’s Point of View~Seven hours.Seven flipping hours they’ve been in my place and won’t leave. Three hours ago they ordered Chinese and the waft of it was enough to make me ALMOST give in. I texted one of my long time on and off again fuck buddies after that and begged him to bring me some lunch. When he showed up and saw them at the door, he ran off. Now he won’t answer my texts at all. I was certain if I tried someone else it would be the same result.Prisoner in my own damn apartment!“Reporter starves to death due to her own stupid pride, next up Ollie the circus cat.”I was certain every real news story
~Weston’s Point of View~“Absence makes the heart grow fonder,” I said, getting to my feet and putting my arm around my mate.Ohh she was pissed, and it was so hot. Yeah this little scheme of ours was pretty underhanded, and extremely ballsy, but it was perfect. It got her out of her room, we got to meet the parents and she was now super pissed and looked sexy as hell in the process. All in all, mission accomplished.Her mom couldn’t be happier that she’d be settling down and her dad couldn’t wait to tell everyone she was mated to Alphas. They could have really cared less about us being star athletes, apparently human sports aren’t that big a deal in her pack. Lenox and I had time in the car so we’d made this whole presentation
~Cadence’s Point of View~When dinner time rolled around, a dozen people showed up in my parents’ backyard and set up two massive tents with tables. They had brought enough food to feed a hundred people. My dad went around and invited everyone over, and before I knew it the place was full. My parents were now winning the Keller brothers lottery of popularity.Full of congratulations, hugs and … questions. People had a MILLION questions.“Ohh your mates must be so rich to have all this just brought in…”“Ohh your mates are so handsome, are they models…”“Are you pregnant…”
~Cadence’s Point of View~“Mom, dad … this is our mate, Cadence Mattison,” Lenox said, smiling brightly.I took in the pair, I could certainly see the allure as well as the trepidation. They both had an aura about themselves, an air of … better. An air of … arrogance.The mom wasn’t too tall, easily a couple inches shorter than me. Then again the twins were probably only about six feet even. She was pretty but I would hardly call her gorgeous. She had shoulder length curled brown hair and brown eyes, no make-up and no jewelry. Yet her casual sundress and sandals were very high end, certainly designer.My eyes quickly moved to the father, who was the very stere
~Cadence’s Point of View~ I didn’t trust the twins for a single, solitary second. I made them drive in front of me the whole way back to school, convinced they would somehow go back to my pack. They’d do something ridiculous. Then they insisted one of them ride with me, and hell no was that gonna happen! *Well they’d certainly leave us if they heard you car singing,* my wolf said, shaking her head. “I happen to love singing in the car and if you don’t like it I simply don’t care. You didn’t grow up with an appreciation of the finer things in life,” I said, wiggling my head around. *Finer things? Oh, oh really? You are going to try and convince me that ‘to the window, to the wall’ shit is real music,* she sai
~Lenox’s Point of View~ I absolutely refused to believe that Cade’s little attitude wasn’t on purpose. I knew this whole back and forth turned her on just like it did for us. If she wanted to play hard to want, I was absolutely going to play her game. But she needs to understand, I don’t fight fair. Not when it comes to my mate at any rate. I wasn’t getting her another fucking cookie though. She owed me that after the stupid way she acted in front of our parents. Yeah we might have sprung the entire thing on her with no warning, but it’s no excuse. Especially not when literally everyone else in her family couldn’t have been happier and more welcoming. I’m not just going to sit back and let her keep whatever opinion she’s decided to have about us. I want to show her who we are, who our family is and what we do. She thinks we’re some pretentious assholes, but that’s just what she’s decided to believe. “Valerie, nice to see you. Shoot me an email to my school address with the details
~Cadence’s Point of View~ I just couldn’t shake the feeling that I couldn’t trust the twins worth a shit. They just seemed far too smug and sure of themselves and it got under my skin more than anything ever had. Why the hell did I agree to go watch this neanderthal bullshit? I could be having a nap! Brushing my hair, hell … flossing would be more productive! If I had to endure this hell I wasn’t doing it alone, that’s for certain. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK I sighed and chugged the rest of a bottle of water, ready to get this over with. I really had no intentions of adding to their story, they already wrote the article so I wasn’t about to do more work than necessary. I knew good and well Alec would likely tweak it to his liking just so he could add his name somewhere. I fixed my messy hair and marched to the door, then threw it open to see Hailey. She was wearing jeans shorts that were dangerously short and a tank top that was beyond paper thin with NO bra. Ohh yeah, just the distracti
~Cadence’s Point of View~ “You sure,” Hailey said, in a low whisper, as she tucked a loose piece of hair behind my ear. I tingled all over at her touch, and damn she still smelled so good! I felt two pairs of eyes on me and even though they were in the middle of the field I felt their heat. I felt their irritation. “Yeah I think I’ll … take your advice,” I said, awkwardly and not knowing what to do with my hands. “All right go get ‘em girl,” she said, and turned to run off. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t watch her lucious ass that was barely contained in those little shorts… “Hey 27, got a minute,” she yelled. I drew a deep breath and looked up to see the twins staring at me. There were easily two dozen pigskin tramps out here, and I hadn’t seen them look at a single one. It almost made me feel … made me feel like… *Seen, I feel seen. Appreciated,* Fanny said, swooning. Damn, damn it all! Is that what that is? I slowly walked toward them, and they kept their stares the e