Purr my pup

Chapter 9

I woke up to the sound of a crying baby, I groaned opening my eyes to see Noah having a hard time calming Derek down.

"Sshh Derek, please calm down."

The baby only cried. I giggled, Noah noticing me awake and pleaded for help. I got off tgee bed, Noah handing me Derek into my arms. I ordered Noah to go give me a bottle of warm milk.

I sat on the bed, rocking Derek softly and sange a little song, it was only Rock a by baby. Derek calmed down as Noah came in with someone behind. It was Rebecca right behind him looking sleepy. She saw Derek and gasped, her eyes sparkled. I giggled as I feed Derek, damn he's a hungry baby. But the again, werewolves do have a big appetite.

"Aww, he's so cute!" Rebecca squealed.

Noah chuckled and kissed Derek's forhead, Derek smiled looking up at Noah. Rebecca smiled, wanting to hold Derek. I set the bottle on the night stand, handing him to Rebecca. Derek laughed, playing with Rebecca's red hair. I giggled, Noah wrapping his arms around my shoulder and kissed my cheek.

"Hey there Derek, I'm your Auntie! I love you already!"

I laughed, even Noah laughed to. It was funny because we both love Derek to, which is really quick but that's probably because he's a cute baby. I looked at the clock, it was 5 in the morning. Derek yawned and Rebecca froze, her face looking as if she did something wrong. Noah laughed, and I mean laughed. He got Derek and Derek smiled at him. Aww...he loves Noah!

"Oh, I wanna sleep with you guys!"

"Whoa! No! Only Derek could sleep with us." Noah glared at Rebecca.

She stuck her toung out and walked back to her room. I sighed, laying back down. Noah put Derel in his crib and laid next to me, wrapping his arms around me. I nuzzled into him, breathing in his sweet scent. Should I even be doing this? Cuddling with the Noah who's dad is a murderer. I should be taking out revenge right now!

"I know you want to kill my dad."  I looked at him. How did he know? Oh wait...the mark. I forgot he could read my mind now. "You can't kill him Elizabeth, he's my dad."  "He killed my dad Noah, do you seriously expect me to just let him slide?!"

I got out if Noah's arms, sitting up from the bed. Noah only growled, sitting up and pressed his hands on my cheeks, making me face him. I staired into his blue eyes, not wanting to break it. But I growled in responses.

"You will not kill him. I get it, your mad but you can't kill him." I glared at him. "Mad? Mad?! I'm more than just mad!"

The baby cried, getting my full attention. I walked up to the crib, carrying Derek in my arms. He cried as I held him, he was probably upset that I was arguing. I rocked Derek, calming him down as I sange a lullaby. I sighed as he fell back asleep.

Noah got off the bed, wrapping his arms around my waist. I growled, warning him to not touch me. I was not in a mood to be touched, or anything at all. Noah chuckled, letting me go. I put Derek back in the crib, walking to the bathroom to take a shower . What's wrong with me? I've never had this kind of anger before...or anger at all! I've always been calm, never angry that much like this!

I sighed, finishing what I was doing and dried myself off, changing into a black short dress with jean botty shorts under and light brown sandels. I walked out, Noah not in here. He's probably in his study room. I sighed, looking at Derek to see he was still sleeping. I smiled, he's such a cute baby, why would someone kill his family?

I walked out of the room, glancing at Noah's study room and walked downstairs. I walked into the kitchen, stopping as I saw Noah's dad. I kept myself calm enough to not kill him.