Alpha's Angry Little Sister

Chapter Fourteen: Heightened Emotions

I let the water cascade on me and I hear a noice. "Hello," I yell as I turn the water off. I grab a towel as I get out, and the door is open. I say unamused, "Isaac, this isn't funny." I walk out to the main room to see the masked men by the large window looking at me. "What do you want," I yell, "You've done enough to me." They don't say anything as they start walking toward me, and I run out of the loft as fast as my legs allow me. I keep running, and the high school comes into sight, but they are waiting at the door, so I change paths. I make it to the middle of the wood when they appear again. "Leave me alone," I scream, but they walk toward me. I trip as they say, "Wake up, Stephanie. Wake up." They morph into Isaac, and he says, "Steph wake up, please?"

I jolt awake with Isaac holding me, "Thank God. I've been trying to wake you up for three hours." "Why did you take me to the woods to wake me up," I ask looking up at the trees. He shakes his head, "You came here." "Well, I had a dream the Dread Doctors were chasing me," I shiver and look down. I push Isaac off me and cover myself squealing, "Isaac, I'm naked. Why am I naked?" "I know, and so do they," he says causing me to look at Derek, Ethan, and Liam. He continues, "After your shower you just walked out of the loft naked to the high school first then here." "Why are they here," I ask shivering still. Derek answers, "You walked out of the loft that we live in naked, and Liam came to check on you, but you went on a naked adventure." "I didn't just go on a naked adventure. I wasn't conscious for any of it, and why didn't you stop me," I say hugging myself tighter. Derek says, "We didn't think you would be comfortable with us touching you." "I tried, but you threw me into a wall," Isaac says. I nod and shiver, "Atleast you tried." Liam asks, "Would you like my jacket?" "Yes, please," I say and put it on, "Thank you, it covers some of me." "Well, it doesn't help that you have boobs," Ethan says, and Isaac and Liam both say, "Yea." "Ethan can say that because he is gay. Not you two," I sass. Isaac defends, "Babe, this doesn't help especially with what happened yesterday." "What happened yesterday," Ethan asks. I say looking at Isaac, "I got my stitches out." "What else happened yesterday," Liam asks suspicious. I tell them, "Isaac had to hold my head still." "And," Derek asks. I look down blushing and mumble quickly, "I struggled and accidentally kept grinding my hips onto his crotch, and he got hard." Ethan asks laughing, "Did I hear you right?" "Yes," I sigh still blushing. Derek laughs, "Aww. You're a little puppy." I growl, "No, I'm not." "It's nothing to be embarrassed about," he says snickering. I get up on my feet, "I'll show you I'm not a puppy." I grab Isaac by his shirt and pull him into a kiss. As he puts his hands on my waist bringing me closer to him, I rake my fingers through his hair. When it gets heated, I pull away from him and strut away from the boys.

I get close to the edge of the wood when Isaac throws me over his shoulder and spanks me. "That wasn't very nice what you pulled back there," he says. I stutter, "I I'm sorry." "Oh no. Sorry doesn't cut it when you did it on purpose," he says putting me down but holds me firmly to him. "Isaac," I whimper. I am quickly pinned on my back to a big rock. He kisses my lips then whispers in my ear, "Be good girl." My breath hitches causing him to chuckle. I say breathily, "I'll do what you want." He groans, "Oh. That's so bad." I wrap a leg around his hip and flip us over, "What are you gonna do about it," I say biting my lip and walk away giggling. Isaac growls, "You are a pain in my ass." "Good," I call back, "Tell me the answer to that question when you get to the car," then run to the Derek's car.

I get in the passenger seat, and Ethan says, "I can smell the hormones radiating off of you." "When Isaac gets here, that is all you're going to smell," I giggling. Derek chuckles, "You definitely proved you're not a puppy. Look at him." Isaac gets into the car and says, "You'll find out st home, kitten." "What are you talking about," Liam asks. He chuckles as I swallow hard, "Just answering a question she asked." "Is she gulping from the answer or being called kitten," Derek snickers. Isaac answers, "I think both." I growl at both of them, and Derek says, "Don't get feisty with me because you're sexually frustrated." "Just take Liam home," I say as calmly as I possibly can. Isaac chuckles, "Just because you mask it in your tone, it doesn't mean your racing heart slows, kitten." "I swear I will come back there," I growl. He seductively says as Derek starts driving, "You promise?" I lean my seat back all the locking him in place. I unbuckle and turn to lay on my stomach looking at him with smoldering eyes. I caress his face and whisper, "I told you I'd do what you wanted for you." "But you've been such a tease, and I don't tolerate that," he says causing me to whimper. I whisper as I crawl a little closer, "Then show me right now, Isaac. Show me who is in charge." Isaac groans, and I put my back up. Derek clears his throat and stops the car in front of the loft, "Definitely still in the car." I giggle, "Not for long." "Yep," Isaac says pulling out of the car dragging me upstairs.

Isaac throws me on the bed and order, "Take that jacket, and if you're not when I come back. You're going to be begging" "Yes, sassy-pants," I say. He walks toward, "What did you call me?" "What do you want your kitten to call you," I say closing our distance. He chuckles, "My name." "Make me," I whisper. He grabs my ass causing to gasp, "I don't think you want me to right now, kitten. Do you?" "No, Isaac," I say. He smirks, "Now take Liam's jacket off and wait on a bed or else." He walks out of the room, and I decide to test it because he said a bed not my bed, so I stealthily go into his room and lay on his bed pulling the covers on me. I hear him growl, "Stephanie, where are you?" "I don't know where Stephanie is, but your kitten is on a bed like you told me," I say smirking. Isaac walks in with nothing but his boxers on, and I bite my lip and stare at his body. "Just because I wasn't specific, you decided to come to my bed," he chuckles. I nod not really paying attention, "I... Uh.. Yea." "You're staring at my body, but I can't see yours, kitten. I don't like that," he says and pulls the blankets off me, and I shiver as the air hits my skin. I whimper, "I'm sorry. I am just cold." "I can warm you up, kitten," he says climbing on the bed and on top of me. I smirk, "You don't have to do tha-" Isaac grinds his crotch against mine causing me grab his arms. "I want to, kitten, and I get even," he continues grinding and teasing me causing me to whimper and moan. He leaves love bites down my neck. I ask, "Please, do something?" He stops and gets off of me, "I was doing something." "Isaac," I whimper, and he smirks straddling my hips again. I hear a door open in the loft, and Isaac jumps up. "Is anyone here," Scott yells. I get out the bed and put on random clothes I grabbed from Isaac's dresser. "Coming," I yell and give Isaac a look as I walk out of his room with a tee shirt and sweats on.

"Hey, Bubba," I say and hug him. He sniffs the air, "What were you doing?" "Spending time with Isaac," I answer, and as if on cue he comes out now wearing sweats. "Hey, Scott," he says. Scott says looking at my neck, "Hey. What were you doing?" "Spending time with Steph," Isaac answers. I ask, "What brought you by?" "Mom told me to give you this," he gives me some papers still looking back and forth between us. I read part of the top paper, "The part of the brain known as the hypothalamus controls more than anger, but it is the most common emotion controlled by this region of the brain. The hypothalamus also controls agression, lust, passion, competitiveness and emotions like them." "Is that the part of your brain that still has a microchip," Isaac asks. I nod, "That explains alot." "What do you mean," Scott asks giving me a look. I turn away from him and walk into the kitchen, "I'm thirsty." I completely avoid the question, so Scott just spends time going through the papers with Isaac and me.