The Genocide

Chapter Ten

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It had been two days since my conclusion that I was going to fight for my rights in my world. No one was going to discriminate me for my blood! For what makes me... me. I talked to Darwin and my father on how exactly someone like me could spark a difference. Enlighten the Werewolf community that we were just like them. My father told me of a meeting coming up.

Each year, Alpha's would meet up for a mandatory meeting for The Council. The Council would see to it that each individual Alpha was ruling correctly, gather numbers, and see how the Alpha's home life was. Then The Council member would take their information back to Virginia and compare their findings with the other members. Then they'd see who was the best Alpha to their individual pack.

It was quite barbaric. Who cared what their ranking was? Oh yeah, a bunch of testosterone filled Alpha's that's who.

The only question I couldn't answer was how exactly was I going to get Harry to take me.

Harry still liked to keep our 'relationship' (if you can even call it that) on the down low. He didn't want anyone thinking he had claimed a human as his mate because that would make him appear weak. Cindy was his show girl (though the hag had been mysteriously gone for awhile now) and I was nothing. He would never allow me to come at least not without some persuasion. And I mean sexual persuasion.

What a pig.

But I had to do something... so if that meant me getting down and dirty, I'd do it. There has been too many lives shed from people being hardheaded and discriminating others. It just wasn't right.

So, tonight Harry was coming home. I had decided to put in an effort into tonight. The cooks were supposed to be making something really good while I was getting ready. I felt like a slut but if it's what gets the job done, I'll do it. I had told Darwin and my father of my plan and they weren't thrilled. They'd weren't happy with my decision.

I wore a white dress, my lips were painted a deep red and my hair was wavy but soft to the touch. I had shaved my legs and have been on "Google" to search how to seduce a guy. Some of the things the women said was hilarious. As I walked down the stairs, I heard the phone ring so I rushed to go get it. I picked it up off the jack and held it to my ear, "Hello?" I asked breathlessly.

"Bay!" Harry's voice surprised me.

"Hi," I couldn't help the small smile stretching over my lips.

"I just called to say I'd be home in about thirty minutes."

"Okay," I nodded, looking at the doorway to the dining room. I could smell the food and it was making my mouth water.

"Alright, well, I better get off here -"

"I have a surprise for you!" I blurted out.

Harry didn't say anything for a few moments before he laughed and replied, "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"I can't tell! Then it wouldn't be a surprise,"

"Can you give me a hint?"

I decided I might as well tease him a bit, "I'm ready, Harry."

"Ready for wha- oh! Oh, that!" I heard his voice get higher before he cleared his throat and started again, "What brought this on?"

"I just miss you," A lame excuse.

"Maybe I should take trips away more often," he laughed.

"Yeah, well, once you get here come to the dining room,"

"Why's that?"

"Dinner, silly."

"Who made it?"

"The cooks."

"They're still there?"

"I asked them to stay over longer, to help prepare the meal," I pursed my lips.

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit,"

"Alright."

"I love you, Bay."

"Yeah, Bye." Then I hung up on him and walked to the dining room swiftly. I was surprised the table was already made and set with the food. I smiled at Kayla, the head cook. Her cropped white hair was pixie like and her laugh lines made her more enjoyable.

"Kayla! You didn't have to do all of this!"

Kayla turned to me, her green eyes shinning as she took in my attire, "But tonight is a special night, I see. You didn't need more worry."

"I can't thank you enough," I turned away from her to view everything then turned back, "Everything is so perfect!"

I looked into her eyes to see a faraway look in them. I knew someone was talking to her so I let it be. Kayla still assumed I was a human (every one did besides Noah) so I would mistaken the faraway look for daydreaming or something juvenile like that.

When she came to, I repeated what I said and she grinned brightly. But then I saw she was in a hurry to leave.

"We've got to go, sweetie. We have families to get home to. Have fun tonight," she sent me a teasing wink and left.

Then I was completely alone. The mansion was quiet. With an occasional squeak from the house settling or just from being old I'd never know. I was surprised when Harry showed up in the dining room, breathing heavily. I walked up to him and put my hand on his chest, checking his pulse.

"Gosh, did you run a marathon?" I asked jokingly.

"The car kept stalling," he explained. I glanced at the clock.

"You're ten minutes early."

"I was hungry," he shrugged but it was hard not to notice the bulge in his pants. I smiled until my cheeks hurt and turned away.

"Well, then lets eat," I pulled a chair close to him and we sat down and ate the feast Kayla had prepared. I served him wine and then grabbed the plate of chocolate covered strawberries.

"You're not allergic right?" I asked.

Harry grinned, remembering, "No, I'm not."

I sat on his lap and grabbed a strawberry. I traced his lips with it, teasing him with the fruit. As I wiggled, I could feel him under me. Harry was blushing so I knew it had to be embarrassing for him so I didn't mention it.

I grabbed the wine glass and drank some from it and handed it to Harry, who fumbled and spilt some on my white dress. Harry cursed and went to apologize when I put a hand up.

"It was bound to come off sometime," so I reached for the hem and pulled it over my head. Harry stared at me and I watched as his eyes took in my figure, only clothed in a lace white bra and underwear set. His eyes slowly turned darker and I bit my lip, looking down.

And that's when he pushed dishes and food from the table.