(Media picture of Debra)
Original Published Date: 5 October 2015
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Cassandra
About twenty minutes or so Debby kicked everyone out and made a mess in my closet. "Deb, do you want to tell me what you're doing?" I asked her.
"Do you not remember?" She asked me. "You have nothing sexy to wear."
"Debby, explain." I stress.
"The club. Tonight. Fun. Drunk. Tonight." She says
"Wait, you were serious about clubbin'?" I asked in disbelief.
"When have I ever joked with having fun?"
"Ugh!"
"Ugh! You have nothing sexy to wear! Come on we're going to my room and you're going to have to borrow one of my dresses." She dropped the last dress, grabbed my wrist and yanked me to
the floor.
"You want me to go, you have to drag me." She gave me her evil eye and started dragging me. "Debby, you have got to be kidding me!?" I yelled as she dragged me as I was getting weird looks from the pack members.
"It was your choice to look retarded or look sane."
"Menus, help!" I urged.
He looked at me then at Debra, I forgot their history. But I'm going to be Alpha Luna, but still powerful.
"Menus." I growled.
He sped walked towards me and looked up at Debra. "Let me stand Deb." I say knowing if Menus was to help it might ruin the relationship because Debra is super sensitive and fast when it comes to breaking up. Debby dropped my arm and Menus mouthed 'thank you' to me.
I got up and walked into her room and sat comfortably on her bed. "You know he loves you, right?" I ask.
"Ya. You're talking about Menus, right?"
"Duh. Do you love him?" I ask.
"Where is this coming from, Cassey?" Deb asks.
"Just wanted to make sure. You say you love some one, but you don't tend to put them abov-"
"Soccer." She eyed me carefully. "I've been playing soccer since I could walk, and to think I might make is the major league is a big deal for me, Cas. Right now I'm trying to have fun and you're making that difficult by making me feel guilty." She pouted, followed by a whimper.
"I'm sorry Debs. I just didn't want you to do that to Menus or your mate."
"Face it, Cassey, I'm twenty one. My mate isn't coming anytime soon." She frowns.
"Did the queen of hope, lose hope?" I eased off the bed and headed towards the closet.
"Cassey?" She said a little confused and frightened.
"Hmm?" Next thing you know, we fall to the floor. It turns out she wasn't scared of me, she was scared of who was behind me.
Alpha Dove.
"Hey dad." I say.
"Alpha." Debby says.
"Do you know what time it is Cassan-"
"Deb! Where's Cas, Alpha is loo- Alpha Dove, Hey?" I peered behind my father legs, to see Calvin in the door way.
"Calvin." My dad says. Calvin nodded his head in attempts leave. "Calvin! Escort Cassandra to my office, we have early company, and I need to talk to Debra."
