The Fox and the Alpha

Chapter 17- Wolfs

(A/N: Hi lovely readers! I reached +400 views on my story! Thank you all so freaking much! Really it means a lot. :) Now, carry on with your reading. And I'm sorry for not updating sooner I was in a surf summer camp and I didn't have much time.

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Recap:

We were suddenly interrupted by a powerful growl, waking me from my hungover and turning into alert mode. My eyes widened when I recognised the sent of the growling wolf.

"Hey, Magician guy.... you should really go." I said, seconds before a man brusted to the door, fummimg.

There, in front of me stood my mate, in all his naked glory.

'Well that makes tree of us.'

We all just stood there frozen. I could feel the fear on my recent friend's body, getting higher by the second, making me place an assuring hand on the guy's shoulder, receiving another fearcefull growl.

Instead of taking my hand off the guy like any reasonable human being in the presence of a very angry Alpha mate would, I firmly stood my ground, glaring at him with all my strengtht, well all the strength I had with all the hangover.

Unfortunately, my reflexes were still slow and before I knew it, Magician guy was being beaten by my lovely mate by the side of my bed. I immediately trew the sheets off me and tackled Ashton full force, sending him sprawling to the floor with me on top of him. He struggled against me, his wolf was still out for blood, so I grabbed his wrists and crossed them against his chest, putting all my weight on it.

"YOU ARE MINE! MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE OTHER MEN! YOU.ARE.MINE." He rambled like a crazy person, resulting on me ignoring him and turning to a scared green eyed boy, looking at my mate like he was looking at death in person, making me internally roll my eyes at him. 'Gezz he's not that scary.'

"Magician guy, this might be a great time to leave!" I said struggling to hold my mate down. Hell, he was strong, even for an Alpha.

He hesitaded, but after I sent him a warning look, he grabbed what he could of his clothes and ran out the door, slamming it shut on the way out. I looked back at Ashton but as soon as our eyes met, he flipped us over so he was strandling me his arms pining my wrists to the floor. He stared at me with a serious yet blank expression before he started leaning towards my fighting and struggling self, making my heart race and my breath hitch.

As he became closer and closer to meeting his lips with mine I began to panic, looking for something to hit him with, just to get him away from me. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't one of those girls who was all 'Oh my god my first kiss! Oh my god I'm so nervous! Oh my god how's my breath? Oh my god what am I supposed to do?' or much less one of those she wolves who was all nervous and insecure just because it was their mate.

I obviously couldn't relate to the first option because, well, I was a 170 year old teenager, I had a lot of time to.. ya know. Let's just say that I had my fair share of experiences. But hey, I'm no slut! Sure I slept with a generous amount of people but it was

A. Because I was angry.

B. Because I was sad or depressed.

C. Because I was drunk.

D. Because my brother had told me not to.

E. Because the guy was truly a nice guy.

F. Because I wanted to piss off someone.