Rise Of The Moonwalker Pack

Chapter 9- She-Devil

Amber's pov

I wonder if there comes a point in all mated couple's lives where they realize who was the saint, and who might be closely related to Satan himself.

Today was that day for me. Not only did Micah get woken up just after falling asleep, but upon his return home he only slept for a couple more hours before heading back out. And not once did he attempt to wake me up.

I did, however, wake up to an amazing breakfast that Marie prepared, a note from Micah explaining what his day looked like, and an offer to either join him or do as I pleased. But the nail in the coffin that determined who was whom would be discovering that he found time to go to the apartment and get me more clothing.

Everything had been hung up neatly in his closet, and he even remembered to bring my shoes. After the temper tantrum I threw yesterday morning, it's more than I deserve.

Since I now know which one of the two I am, I select a red blouse to go with my black pencil skirt. I make sure to pair it with matching red shoes. All I'm missing is the horns, but there's not much I can do about that unless I suddenly figure out how to grow them that is.

Now that I'm fed, dressed, and snickering over the fact that I somehow turned out to be the bad guy, I need to figure out what to do for the day. I suppose I could stop by the training grounds just to say thank you to my saint of a mate, then head to the lab. There was a ton of stuff I could be working on, and I'd be way more useful there than I would be stuck to his side.

Parking my car as close to the training field as possible, when I open the door I'm met with a ton of noise. People talking, power tools in use, and wolves barking. It's loud enough that I momentarily pause, and consider getting back in my car and driving off. There was not enough coffee in my system for this shit.

"Amber," I hear my name being called out in an annoying nasally voice. Turning to look at who it was, I'm instantly regretting coming here at all. Candice, the she-wolf who got punched by Azariah at the pack meeting is walking towards me, with the bitchy nurse who works in Dr. Zucca's office.

Well isn't this just fanfuckingtastic? Pregnancy hormones or not, my inner bitch switch was turned all the way on. I plaster on a fake smile, "Can I help you?"

They glance at each other, then Candice looks me up and down with a scowl on her face. She quickly masks it with a fake smile of her own. "Are you planning on training here today?"

"Oh heavens no," I hold my hand over my heart dramatically, "Micah taught me how to use the dart guns weeks ago. You do realize that there's only going to be two pack members in each tree stand right?"

"What's that got to do with anything?" Bitchy nurse says. I really should find out what her name was, but bitch nurse was just so fitting.

"Well, it'll be hard to throw yourselves at unsuspecting males from all the way up there." When both the smiles get wiped off their faces I decide I'm not quite done. "Shit, I'm sorry. Did I say unsuspecting? What I meant to say was uninterested."

"You must really think your something special, don't you?" Candice plants her hands on her hips, trying to look all tough. "Well I hate to break it to you, but Micah only keeps a female around for a short period of time. Once he gets in your pants, kiss him goodbye,"

"Huh, and all this time I just kiss him good morning." I roll my eyes at the pair of them, then turn my back on them to leave. Her attempt to ruffle my feathers was laughable. If Micah had such a reputation, I would have heard it long ago. Plus, I'm more than certain he wasn't lying about it being his first time, as well as mine.