Alpha Wolf Naked

Crashing into you

I walk around in our street, the honking of car horns blaring in my ears. When I approach our house I see my father taking out our bins to be picked up by the garbage disposal truck. I feel a waft of fragrant garbage pass me, the truck is here!! But as it approaches my father I see a worried look brewing on his face, HIS HAND IS STUCK IN THE TRASH CAN!!! I scream out to him running to try and save him, but it's too late. The trash can and my father have been flung into the garbage compactor. Just as I reach the truck I hear his bones go "CRUNC-"

I gasp awake, sweat dripping down my neck as I start hyperventilating, It feels all too real!! I feel gentle yet firm hands on my shoulders, and when I look through my teary eyes I see concerned green orbs looking back at me.

"What's going on Babygirl? What's wrong?"

"I- I- I saw it again, my super traumatic recurring dream of my fathers brutal death!" I babble, falling into his embrace for an ounce of comfort in my distress.

He rests his chin on the top of my small head, rubbing my back while I stain his shirt with my tears.

"It was just a dream sweetheart, it's ok.

I've got you."

Those words lingered in my mind as he wiped the tears from my glossy orbs. He then laid me down in the bed again, tucking me into his soft duvet before planting a kiss on my forehead. I quickly fell asleep after that, his presence calming my thoughts and allowing me to get my first good night of sleep.

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A ray of sun peeking through the blinds wakes me from my slumber, I look around Logan's room and see the small details in his large room. His trophies from his football games. Photos of him and his alpha gang. Posters of the Backstreet Boys, he has such good taste in music. And super underground too! I almost didn't think he'd listen to this sort of stuff...

I try to get up and go to the bathroom but I feel a strong grip around my waist. I turn around to see Logan still fast asleep, his brows furrowed and arms protecting me from my bad dreams. I start playing with his fluffy bed hair, curling it around my fingers as I wait for him to wake up.

I soon see a smile creep onto his lips, before he chuckles and opens his eyes.

"That feels lovely, please continue my mate." he groans in his deep hunky morning voice. I blush as he stares into my eyes. 

"N-no I'm e-e-e-e-e-embarassed..." I say, tucking my hands into the sleeves of my pyjamas. It's too big for me- just like everything. I'm just too petite...

"You don't have to be embarrassed in front of me, babygirl." Logan whispers in his soft gravely husky voice. 

"O-o-okay..." I stutter, leaning in for a kiss before-

"Alpha Boss man!" Someone yells as they slam the door open. "This is urgent! The Buff Booty Hole werewolf gang has threatened to take over our territory! They want Lindsay!"

"What?" Logan growls,