im the alpha of the fairy moon pack because im a fairy and a werewolf. i see the cutest person in the whole town walk down the street. i watch from afar as their little 3'8 body trips making their gorgeous black hair fly and their honey brown orbs widen. i quickly float over at a wolf like speed and catch kitten before they fall. i stare silently as their massive mommy milkers bounce slightly because of their labored breathing. i gently rub their back with my massive alpha hands. as they crack their beautiful orbs again i smirk and tilt my head.
my little kitten screechs and quickly jumps out of my arms. after they jump out of my arms they trip on their untied shoelaces making me catch them again. i growl because i was afraid of them getting hurt and not liking how they tried to run from me. my kitten whimpers softly out of fear making me start to slip into my fairy werewolf alpha state because i scared them. i growl possessively as a man starts to walk up to us. my kitten leaps out of my arms again only to fall into the man's arms. he wraps his arms around MY kitten causing me to go full fairy werewolf. the mans eyes widen in fear as i lunge at him. i cutely rip his arm winking at my kitten as i do. i hear a small mewl come from them as i continue to rip the hot sexy man apart.
when i glance over to my kitten again i see they have flushed cheeks and are staring at my huge muscles. i slightly flex and can smell their smell getting stronger. as time passes their smell gets even stronger making me realize they're my mate. 'mate' i say. they quickly look up to my color shifting eyes and gasp. as they whisper mate back i feel my body start to tingle. my mind grows fuzzy like im drunk and yes ive been drunk before im the bad party boy that everyone desires. my kitten has never been drunk before because they're a shy nerd who is going to change me 'for the better' even tho i quite like my partying lifestyle. but I'll do anything for my kitten to make them happy. other than be possessive, manipulative, not change my beliefs at all and make them change, and kidnap them until Stockholm syndrome kicks in :)
as they start to whimper that they could never be my mate. i scoop them up and start to take them back to my pack house, where they will definitely be in danger because none of my pack likes my kitten and they're all overly aggressive anyways, they start to sob uncontrollably. i whisper a fairy sleeping spell in their ear softly and they quickly pass out. i hum as i walk back to my pack house and can't wait to live the rest of my life with my kitten.
