Flare POV
I wake up groggily and move closer to Nick. That pain in my stomach comes back but not as bad. I groan and whimper slightly.
"What's up baby?" He says.
"My stomach hurts again." I complain.
"It's going to hurt for a week love. Your in heat." I groan and bury myself closer to him. "Oh and your not leaving this room." He says. I nod and trace patterns on his chest.
"Keep that up and you'll get round two sooner then you might think." He smirks down at me. I roll my eyes and just lay my head on his chest.
A knock sounds on the door and Nick growls loudly.
"What?" He yells. The door opens and Nick pulls the blankets over my body more. Leaving his chest exposed one only my head.
"I bought you both food. Sheesh. Chill out. I'm already mated. The smell doesn't affect me." I say. Nick relaxes slightly but still has a death grip on me.
"Thanks. Now get out." He tells Tyson.
"The love is there." I hear him mutter. I laugh slightly but just groan in pain of my stomach. Nick puts his hand on my bare stomach and the pain dies down slightly.
"Tyson your in charge of the pack for the rest of the week." Nick says and Tyson nods before walking out and closing the door. "Wanna watch Netflix?" He asks. I nod and he moves out of the bed. He slips on a pair of boxers and I put on his shirt.
He grabs he TV remote and comes back over to me. He slides in beside me and I move closer. Wanting to be near him. He opens Netflix and presses play on happy tree friends.
He breaths deeply and closes his eyes after an hour as the pain increases again. I move closer and he grabs me before slamming his lips on mine.
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It's been a week and my heats finally over. Nick is still asleep beside me and I'm still exhausted. I slip back into the bed and I fell Nick pulling me closer.
"Go back to sleep." He mumbles into my chest and I soon here him snoring again. I just run my fingers through his hair and stare at the ceiling.
After an hour my bladder betrays me. I try pushing him off me but it doesn't work. He growls and holds me tighter.
"Nick. I need to go to the bathroom." He growls before letting me go. He grabs my pillow and hugs it. I crawl off the bed with the blanket still wrapped around myself.
I go into the bathroom and do my business and have a shower. I go back into the bedroom and across to the wardrobe.
I change into skinny jeans which aren't so baggy anymore and one of Nicks hoodies. I'm still underweight but I'm better then I was a few months ago.
"Nick. Get up." He growls and I roll my eyes. "Don't growl at me. Wake up." I say. He looks at me and literally rolls out of bed.
"I'll be downstairs." I say. He nods and walks into the bathroom in all his naked glory.
I head down and into the kitchen. I get there and grab the melon off the side and start eating it. Tyson walks in and sees me before smirking.
"Morning." He says. I mock salute him and go back to eating my melon. He sits opposite me still with that stupid smirk plastered across his face.
"What is it Tyson?" I say. He shakes his head and leans back in his chair. I ignore him and continue eating my melon.
"So. Luna eh." He says and wiggles his eyebrows.
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Broken (Book 3/3)
WerewolfNick Locket is the son of Theo Locket. He took over the alpha title when he was 18. He has become a ruthless alpha that everyone fears. His father has disappeared of the face of the planet without a trace. He is now 22 and more pissed off then ever...