The Girl Who Changed The Alpha's Life (UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION)

The Girl Who Changed The Alpha's Life Chapter 14

UNEDITED FROM THIS POINT ON AND BEING ALTERED. I RECOMMEND WAITING UNTIL THE FOLLOWING SECTION IS EDITED AND EXTENDED TO CONTINUE READING. MANY PARTS OF THE STORY WILL NOT CONNECT WELL WITH WHAT YOU HAVE ALREADY READ. THE WRITING STYLE IS POOR, AND JUST REALLY CRAPPY. THE REST OF WHAT YOU WILL READ IS NOT VERY PLOT DRIVEN OR DETAILED, NOR DOES IT FOLLOW SOME OF THE CHANGES IN PRIOR CHAPTERS.

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(Zeke's POV):

So called it. This car ride has been so very awkward and I'm currently searching for a way to break the tension. I would turn on the radio, but I'm not sure what music she likes. I watch as she twiddles her fingers uncomfortably. She glances my way and quickly turns away, not wanting to be caught.

She then breaks the silence. "I love you. I love you so much. God, I don't know how I could live with out you," She confesses. My wolf smiles with pride and joy and so do I. "I can guarantee you I feel what you're feeling multiplied by 1,000. I love you more than I can say." I respond.

I lightly place my hand on hers and squeeze it. I can see from the corner of my eye her smile as I concentrate on the road. Sparks run through me from the slight touch. I love the feeling. I crave it every second I don't feel it. She is my drug.

We pull into a small restaurant soon and I find a good parking spot. I pull up into the straight yellow lines and park the car.

Taking my hand off of Avery's I pull open the car door. I hear Avery also open hers and I send her a pouting face. "I'm supposed to be a gentleman. You must cooperate." She smiles and rolls her eyes and small dimples appear on her perfect cheeks. "Let's start that over," I say. She rolls her eyes once again and opens the door of the sleek red car. She sits back down in the seat and stares at me impatiently. I give her a killer smile and she sticks her tongue out in response. I walk over to her side of the car at an extremely slow pace and make lethargic movements.

After her threatening to just leave and walk home, I rush to her door. I open it carefully not wanting to hit the car next to us as it parked way off of the yellow lines and into our spot. I point my hand out as if directing her which way we would be heading. She smiles and pushes herself out of the car.

"Finally. I thought with the pace you were at you would turn into a slug soon enough." She groans. "And you can guarantee I would never love a slug," She jokes.

I slip my hand into hers and laugh. I could live in this moment forever. I walk up to the front of the restaurant and open the door for her, still going with my gentleman act. "Ladies first," I say. She snorts and walks in.

I then walk in next to her and slip her hand back in its original place, in mine.

"Is this a fancy restaurant?" She asks in a whisper tone. Of course it's not. Knowing her, she likes life simple. So I chose a simple restaurant. "No. I thought we would take a simple night out if that's ok with you." I say shrugging my shoulders. "Thank God," She says. "I hate fancy restaurants. They don't even have good food. They have escar go and all that nasty stuff. Blech." She says crunching up her nose. Knew it. She doesn't like fancy restaurants.

Well. Time to get this thing started.

(Avery's POV):

After getting a seat and ordering our food, Zeke and I decided to play 20 questions again. We still know little about each other yet we are mated. It made me feel like a little whore. It made me feel disgusting.

Our food was quickly brought to us after our short game and I was hungry. I immediately dig into my pasta while I watch Zeke eat a burger that looks like it's probably 3000 calories. Such a boyish thing to order. Out of all the things he could of gotten, he gets a burger.

At first I try to be lady-like and eat my pasta correctly, but soon I just got tired of it. Screw being lady-like.

I slop the pasta in my mouth and Zeke give a me a concerned look. "Have your parents been feeding you enough? You act like you haven't eaten in years." He chuckles. "And I'm wondering who can be so skilled to get sauce all the way up on there forehead without doing it on purpose."He chuckles again. I grin. "Me."