Allison's pov
An hour has gone by since I was dragged out my room without explanation or warning. I was brought to the garden, it was breath taking, the smell of grass, the light breeze hitting my face, and the warm feeling of the sun hitting my face. A year had passed since last time i felt this longing, warmth, it was something I craved, now I felt full, eyes up at the sky and a small smile spread on my lips.
Alpha Derek, Mike his beta and Allysa, his mate,Blake, Michelle, Jay, Chase and I. The men at one table drinking Scotch talking about business.
I figured the only reason I was here was because Blake was being childish and wanted to rub it in Derek's face that I was his, which Derek noticed too which didn't stop him from saying side comments here and there, about me. I couldn't help blush and biting my lip, fidgeting with my hands and keeping my head down. If Derek was trying, but no doubt he was trying to piss Blake off and judging by the tension in the air and the tick of Blake jaw, it was working, leading Derek to smirk.
After a few minutes things died down and everyone was talking, I wasn't paying attention I was just sitting on a bench soaking up the warmth of the sun and the sounds of the insects and animals around.
Derek walks up to me, and sits down, moves a few strains of my hair behind my ear, leaving his hand rested on my cheek, staring into each other's eyes.
Derek and I had been secretly sending messages back and fourth throw a maid he had paid off. Not going to lie I had caught feelings, Derek was sweet, kind, and he had planned to help me get away from Blake and this pack. I hadn't realized how close we had gotten, til our lips not even inches apart, I could smell the scotch and a hint of mint on his breath.
I want to kiss him, I could tell he wanted the same, I licked my lips, he's eyes flicked to my lips, he moved closer and than-
' Yank' I was grabbing hard and pulled up harshly, hitting a hard wall, not a wall, a person!
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