Witchy World's Lost Alpha

Demon

Hunnie's 👸🏼 P.O.V

Spending the day with Bahm at his penthouse today and taking a day off from The Academy, we got up from our nap and decided to have a late breakfast.

Late for me, on time for him.

-"Hey I'm staying home today. Don't worry about me. Love y'all!" I texted the group chat.

I already had a few missed phone calls from them since leaving the party unexpectedly.

"Stay here." Bahm instructs me and pointed to the couch in his parlor.

He turned the corner to his kitchen and started cooking away.

I kept hearing him yawning and opening the fridge to take large gulps of water. We might've made a little too much lovings last night.

"I...stayed in with y'all..." I heard a croaked voice ring out around the room.

I searched the living room and turned around to see where it was coming from.

Nothing...

Then, I saw Kris's body walking on the upstairs platform and making his way down the living room stairs.

'Oh jeez,' The room got a bit hot oddly...

"What you making!" Kris yelled out to Bahm in the kitchen.

"Crepes and scramble eggs." Bahm yells back, sounding like he had a mouthful.

Kris takes a seat right next to me on the couch, rubbing his sleepy eyes. 

"Sup Hunnie" he says.

He was wearing just his boxers and making me feel very uncomfortable. Bahm was also just in his boxers, but he's my mate...

"Hey..." I whispered, avoiding his eyes and half naked body.

"Y'all was loud last night..." Kris groans out and scratches his arms.

I was so embarrassed. The blood totally leaving my face.

My eyes widened and I heard Bahm snicker from the kitchen.

"Nothing to say Hunnie? You had a lot to say last night!" He continues.

"Oh my gosh....SHUT UP!" I roar at him with daggers piercing his soul!

I did not want to hear this. Especially, not from a perverted, womanizer, named Kris. He must've got off last night from hearing us.

"Shut..up...Kris!" I heard Bahm grunt, with more of a stuffed mouth this time.

They seemed like a bunch of college kids, the way they would act towards one another. Not like wolves at all.

Especially Kris, he jokes around too much and is always smoking at The Academy. Not really taking anything serious..

He goes to pick up the remote, turning on some music and lays sprawled out on the couch next to me.

My eyes adverted to a place it shouldn't have and I hurriedly got up before the room became a lot hotter than what it already was.