Chapter Fifteen: Twenty Questions.

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~Brock's P.O.V~

I cant believe she agreed to play twenty Questions. I thought she would say no and ignore me but, Im happy she agreed to play with me.

"Ok first question. Whats your favourite colour?" I asked.

"Purple and blue." She answered.

"Nice. Ok What do you do for work? And why?" I knew she was a lawyer but I didnt know why she had chosen that particular field of work.

"Well im a lawyer. My main area of law is criminal law but I mainly work on big cases like murders, rapes and stuff like that. I choose to do it because I loved all the crime shows as a kid and I wanted to be the person who helps the innocent walk free and the guilty get locked up." She explained.

She lost me the moment she said criminal law. Hell no is my mate going go be put in danger because she is defending or going against criminals. I didnt even want her in the same room with them. That is going to change. She wont be working from now on. She doesnt need to work I have enough money to support her and she can stay home where it is safe.

"I dont like the idea of you being near criminals." I growled but she just rolled her eyes and told me to ask another question.

"How many boyfriends have you had?" This question has been eating at me for weeks Ive been dying to ask.

I know she has preston but she is too beautiful not to have had a boyfriend before him.

"I can count the ammount of boyfriends Ive hand on two fingers." She replied which shocked me.

Shes only had two boyfriends. How is that possible she is so pretty and sexy?

"Youve really only had two boyfriends ?"I questioned in shock.

"Yeah I have. Well you know preston we have been going out since I was in high school and before him I went out with Andrew Italiano for two years."

I couldnt help the growl that arose from within me. I forgot all about Andrew but, now I want his blood. I want him at my feet in a pool of blood. He is the reason why I am not happily married to my mate and also why two neighbouring packs are at war with one another. If only he had never been born.

Cassandra flinched suddenly. I snapped my gaze to her realising that I had dugged my nails into her skin drawing blood.

"Oh my god. Baby girl I am so sorry." I explained before jumped running from my room to get bandages.

When I entered the room again I was greeted with the most rewarding sound. My beautiful mate was holding her stomach and laughing? Is she really laughing? What on earth does she have to laugh about? She has been abused and beaten now I just mauled her with my finger nails. Maybe she has a concussion. I did have the doctor check. Maybe he missed something.

"Baby girl does your head hurt?" I questioned making her laugh even harder.

I was really begining to worry now. She was holding her stomach and pointing at me. Did she find me funny? Oh no please tell me I didnt do something embarrassing.

"You should have seen your face. It looked like you had seen a ghost." Cassandra laughed.

She definitely has a concussion maybe I should call the pack doctor or a optometrist or something.

~Dumb ass optometrists are for your eyes.~ Mason teased.

~SHUT UP!" I demanded in my alpha tone.

I smirked in happiness as his voice left my head. Being Alpha definitely has its perks.

Suddenly the bedroom door flew open. Instantly I arose to my feet jumping protectively in front of my frightened mate. I was two seconds from shifting when I realised mason the idiot and franklin had been the ones to slam my door open.

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