13- The Pack

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Rose's POV

It's finally Friday night, which means no school for two days. I was sitting on the red couch that I came to love, Raphael knocked out on the floor. He was curled up in a ball. He looked like a puppy sleeping and I could see the wolf in him. I quietly slid off the couch and started to stroke Raphael's light brown hair. Thankfully, he didn't wake up. He looked so innocent when he slept. Suddenly, Jeriard was standing in front of us. His bright green eyes stared at us. I could see how uncomfortable he seemed as I pet Raphael's hair. I motioned him over to me. He walked up next to me, still silent. I pat the spot next to me, but instead of sitting he grabbed my waist and pulled me up to his chest. My heart fluttered and my legs went weak. My eyes began burning with passion.

He stroked my cheek with his thumb and I leaned into it. "You are so beautiful, my love," he whispered. I smiled. He kissed me softly, sparks running through me. I kissed him more passionately, bringing him closer by wrapping my arms around his neck. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Suddenly, my back collided with the soft mattress of a bed. I broke free from the kiss and looked around, out of breathe. We were in Jeriard's room. He began kissing my neck and kissed my nose. It made me giggle and we gazed into each other's eyes. "I love you," Jeriard whispered, his mint breath made my eyes close. I took a deep breathe. He loves me? Already? Well, I think I love him too.

"I love you, too," I said, kissing his soft lips again. He hungrily kissed me back and licked my lips. He pulled away too soon, leaving me in a daze. I looked at him, questionably.

He was scratching the back of his neck and staring at the floor. "Uh... What's wrong?" I asked.

"Since I now have to be Alpha again. I want you to meet the pack," he stated.

Ok? "And your point is..." I gestured him to go on.

"Let's go meet the pack today and tomorrow there's going to be a pack house party... Celebrating you," he nervously smiled, showing his white teeth. What?! Me?! Why me?! Just because I'm destined by some wolf God to save the wolves does not mean I want to be worshipped like I am so special or something!!!

I glared at him and pushed him forcefully off me, but he didn't budge. Thankfully, he stood up to give me my space. "Don't be mad, Rose. It was my Betas idea.. They like throwing parties... especially to attract girls," he laughed nervously.

Why is he nervous? Are his Betas that bad? "Fine," I finally agreed. So right when I was about to kiss the big lovable guy in front of me, Raphael opened the door. Without knocking may I add! Jeriard turned to him, I unconsciously threw a pillow at his face. He dramatically crashed to the floor. Jeriard growled, "What the hell do you want?!"

Raphael's face said it all. His eyes were drooping and hands were up in surrender. He had just woken up and he just wanted to see what we were up to. "I'm sorry, Jerry. I... uh... are uh we going to go to the pack house. Ray called me and said he is waiting for you." He slowly backed away.

I placed a hand on Jeriard's chest and softly pushed him toward Raphael and then I stood up, walking passed Raphael toward my room to get changed.

I took out some nice blue jeans and a black button up shirt. Jeriard was at my door way and he knocked on the side. "hey bring a bag full of clothes we're staying over for the weekend, because I have lots to do and the house is a bit far for humans," he said. Damn. What have I gotten myself into but I nodded nonetheless.

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