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 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

“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

First thing in the morning, I wake up to hear the birds singing outside my window.  Then I hear the Morning Doves cooing softly in the distance afterwards.  While listening for any other noises, I hear Arabella’s voice in the next room as she talks with Omega Jenny.  They seem to be getting along famously, because the next thing that I hear is loud laughter. Curious of what could be so funny, I listen more carefully to the rest of the conversation before getting dressed.  Since there is a wall between us, their voices are a bit muffled, but I get every couple of words and when I hear my name, I stop and place my ear against the wall to hear even better.  Feeling a smile spread across my face, I can’t help but hope that she has some secret desire for me that she will confide in Jenny.However, the next thing I know I hear a knock on my door.  Unfortunately, this means that I don’t hear the rest of the conversation be

“What the hell.”  I turn around to direct my attention to Alpha Diego before he sits down.He is gesturing rudely to Alpha Gael.  So, I say quite loudly, “Knock it off you two.  It is dinner time, let’s be civil.” Then I return my attention to Arabella sitting next to me very quietly.When I see them both glance at me shortly thereafter, I shoot them a warning look before they both nod and sit down.  I was hoping that tonight’s dinner would be nice and quiet, but apparently, they have all decided to act like immature little brats at the table.  When Omega Dante brings out the food, I am relieved and remind myself to thank him later for defusing the situation before violence had a chance to break out.Our walk today had gone over very well.  I took her to the rose gardens, and we walked around for hours while admiring the flowers and talking about her school and her family.  As I heard about t