47 - Unfolding Tragedy

~Gemma~

Someone tickled my foot.

“Go the fuck away!” I buried deeper under my comforter.

A heavy sigh sounded. “I thought you wanted to party with your new friends?” Tyson asked reasonably.

I hated that. Wait! “Did you say party?” I sat up in bed, fully alert.

Tyson leaned against my dresser in jeans and no shirt. He must have gone for a run.

“What’s with that creepy smile, baby bro?” He cringed when I called him that. WTF?

Alpha Devlin entered my room. “What the fuck, Gems? Why are you naked?”

“What?” I shrieked, looking down at my naked chest. I covered myself with the comforter, searching my bed for any article of clothing. Nothing! “This is how Tyson put me to bed! I never sleep naked!”

Alpha Devlin smacked Tyson upside the head. “I trust you with her!”

“No! I remember now. Tyson behaved himself. All he did was unzip me. I asked him for help with my bra and he refused.” I confessed. “Just remember! I am an adult! I can take care of myself without a handler.” I insiste