“You will respect me if it’s the last thing I do! This is my castle and my kingdom so if you want to live you had better stop causing problems and learn to deal with the situation. Now!” I yell at the top of my lungs because Alpha Romero has decided that he wants to try and take over the throne.
I watch him, as his eyes grow wide and show the fear that he is feeling right at this very moment. Then I slam my fist down on the table and state, “Leave now before I decide to rip you from limb to limb for your insolence.”
He quickly stands to leave and then turns to me briefly before asking with a snide tone to his voice, “Does that apply to your little prisoner upstairs too? Or do we keep pets to play with now?”
At that moment, I launch myself towards him and my claws come out. As I reach for him, I rip a huge gash in his arm. When I see blood, my instincts take over and I tear into h
After several hours of staring at the walls in my room, I decide to try and visit with her again. Perhaps this time she won’t throw things at me. Or things could take a turn for the worse. One never knows with her. As I sit here scratching my neck, I walk to her room before I figure out what to say to her. When I arrive, I unlock it and cautiously enter because it is too quiet. I was wise to hesitate, because over the next few minutes, I am pummeled by a teenager’s fists on my arm and side. This discourages me from doing anything for her. Hell, at this point I don’t even want to see her face. She screams, “I hate you! Everyone must be looking for me and you won’t let me go home. My parent’s probably think I am dead!” Now her face is so red that she looks like she could instantaneously combust. I don’t know how, but she has this tendency of making me so mad that I want to pull her pants down and spank
The moment I wake up from our little nap, I can sense that she is gone and quickly sit up before looking around the room. Of course, she is nowhere to be found. “Damn it! She tricked me.” I murmur under my breath and then scoot to the edge of the bed. After standing up, I scan the room one last time before hurrying downstairs and collecting the security team. Glancing between them all, I state, “I need to find that trouble making girl quick, if she gets back home and the humans all find out about us, we are dead. Is that understood?” They all look between one another and then nod when they return their attention to me. Realizing that the best thing to do is split up, I tell Beta Tim and Beta Peter that they need to hurry up and go up north through the woods. Beta Connie and Beta Tom head down south to the clearing and Beta Rick ends up going over to the west to the river. I on the other hand, head into town to see
“Knock” “Knock” “knock” I knock on her door and hope that she is awake, because today I am starting over with her or at least going to try anyway. By the time I woke up and took a shower, it was already 8 a.m. At 10, I must help Alpha Gerald with a project of his that requires two sets of hands, so I need to spend as much time with her between now and then that I can. When she doesn’t answer me, I grow worried and unlock the door. I scan the room, but don’t find any traces of her. Deciding to check the bathroom, the minute I am about to knock on the door, she opens it and pleasantly surprises me with a genuine smile. However, the second she realizes it is me, she puts on a scowl and starts to murmur to herself, “He could have at least waited till I was done going to the bathroom, jeez.” A little shocked at her grouchy demeanor towards me, I step back and start to frown because I am not used to people treatin
There is something about her that simply won’t allow me to rest until I see her again. It wears at me and everything I do, like a worm that burrows through an apple. So, the minute we get home, I go right to her room. “Knock” “Knock” I knock on her door and wait for her to answer it. After a few minutes, I unlock the door and open it to find her taking a nap on her bed. She looks absolutely beautiful with her hair spread across her pillow like an angel with a halo. The last thing I want to do is make her scared again, but I need to wake her so I can talk about my day with someone. I am hoping this will ease the stress between the two of us. Maybe even help her understand everything a little more of how the werewolf territories work. Who knows? One day she may even rule them with me. Sitting down on the edge of the bed carefully as to not wake her, I watch her breathe softly as her chest ris
The minute her lips open and I hear her breathlessly sigh, my pants become tighter and threaten to cut off the circulation to my ever-growing member. With this in mind, I can’t let myself go there right now. First, I need to know if she is trying to trick me or if she has really turned the corner and is settling into this awkward situation.Also, here’s the thing. I want her so bad right now that I could rip her clothes off and make wild, passionate love to her all night. But there is something holding me back. I must be in control and if she is tricking me again, I will never live this down. Not to mention, my ego will be bruised for quite a while.So, with all this floating around my brain, I take a deep breath and grab a handful of her silky hair. With my right hand, I cup her chin tightly and take her lips in mine before kissing her deeply. My tongue forces its way in and yet she doesn’t fight me.&nb
The minute I walk in the door, I am so tempted to take her right there. But when I look into her eyes as she is sprawled out on the bed so beautifully, I see that she is not at all into it. She doesn’t want me, nor does she even fully understand what she is doing to me. If she only knew that in my pants right now, is an erection so hard that I can’t barely walk without being in pain, would she even feel bad about doing this to me?Even though she is just a teenager, I get the feeling that she is used to using her body to get anything she wants. I guess I must fix this now before it goes any further. Teaching her a lesson she will remember for years, will be completely my pleasure.As I walk towards the bed, I put my best poker face on for her to see. I want her to know that I mean business and she is about to get filled by me or at least she will think. The minute I stop in front of her, I feel the tension bet
“Are you Julian Hayes?” I hear someone from behind me ask in an official voice.Turning around quickly, I find myself face to face with an officer of the law. I only know this because he has his badge in his hand and is proudly displaying it, so I can see it. Glancing down at the shiny badge, I notice that he is a detective and not just an officer of the law. Apparently, Arabella’s dad has some pull in the police department or something.This man stares me down until I sense that there is something else that he wants to say. He fakes a smile and laughs before asking, “Are You?”“Yes. I am Julian. Nobody calls me by my last name anymore. I think the last person who did that was my 6th grade teacher.” I smile as I watch him scan the area and nod.He pulls out his phone and types something in before I can even see what he is doing. But when I ask,
“Knock”“Knock”“Knock”I knock on her door with my left hand, while balancing her breakfast on a tray in my right. It is a precarious situation, for if I miscalculate just once it will all fall to the floor. When she doesn’t answer, I carefully place the tray on the ground. Then I pull my keys out of my pocket while standing up and unlocking the door.Before I pick up the tray and enter, I hesitate and say through the door, “This is Julian. I am coming in, so don’t be startled. I have your breakfast here, and by the looks of it the food will taste scrumptious.”Smiling, I kneel and pick up the tray just before I hear a sound coming from inside. Hurrying to stand, I cautiously open the door and then I see her mouth hanging open and her face becoming a shade of red. When I turn my head to take in the whole scene, I notice that she was trying to leav