The Alpha's Heart

"Stop that... Noooooo..." I muttered out groggily, slapping the moist tongue away from my face. Like everyday, it was my pet llama Cadence who had woke me up by lapping his tongue repeatedly over my left eyebrow. Cadence was a beautiful llama; white with purple spots on his cheek. He helped me keep my sanity while I dealt with pack problems daily. And if you havent already figured it out - Yes, I was indeed a werewolf. I was the alpha of the pack while Cadence was my loyal beta. "There has been a breach in the perimeters, Alpha!" Cadence alerted me, his voice sounding much like Morgan Freeman's (which was the only reason he was my beta). I shot up from the bed immediately, at the same time hitting my arm against the bed frame really painfully. Not that i would tell Cadence. The idiot would laugh at me. Blasted llama. I shot out of the room, stripping down to my fabulously sexy naked body and shifting into my brilliantly pink coloured wolf mid-stride. I shot through the woods towards the edge of my territory, Cadence not too far behind. Half way through the woods, i was startled by some screaming coming from the forest floor. "OI PINK WOLFY DUDE. DOWN HERE," the shouting continued. I whipped my head downwards to come face to face with a purple coloured fungi. He looked absolutely delicious. I picked him up with my sharp canines and swallowed him whole. "WHHEEEEEEEE!" the purple fungi squealed while sliding down my oesophagus. Hmm. He tasted like cheese. Stuffed from the recent meal, I strolled towards the breached perimeters. When i arrived, i was greeted by a giant army of spatulas that had smiles on their handles. I snarled fiercely, intimidating them with my buff (and pink) exterior. Just then, a waft of the sweetest scent in the universe filled my nostrils. I looked around desperately, trying to find the source of the scent. I felt my eyes turn dark as i stared into the grills of the most extraodinary spatula in the world. "Mine," i growled, dashing towards the spatula i had recognized as my mate. She was the bestest spatula in the world. I nuzzled my face into her perfectly shaped handle bar and brushed my tongue over her stainless steel. She hopped onto my back and hid in my pink fur as i ran back towards the safety of my home, eager to mark her as mine.

Despite the fact that she was invading my territory with all her other creepy spatula friends, i held no anger towards her. How could I? She was perfect and she held my heart on the flat surface of her metal thingy. The Alpha's Heart.

THE END