"How many times should I tell you not to play inside my room?" asked Zach.
"I'm sorry, Alpha," Diana murmured softly while stabbing her fried egg with her fork on the table.
Zach sighed. It seemed out of frustration. His little sister has always had a strange habit. First off, she likes playing everything and likes leaving them everywhere. She likes calling him her Alpha even though he is her big brother.
She likes him. Literally.
She likes him in every angle and aspect there is. She likes following him everywhere. She likes being with him. She likes playing with him. She likes causing trouble. She likes being his damsel in distress. And him being her knight in the shining armor.
Nothing more like the love of a little sister.
"Do you like her?" Diana asked, looking up from her food and putting on a cute adorable look upon her face.
Zach sighed and reached out his hands to Diana. She got off her seat and walked towards him. He lifted her off the ground and placed her sideways on his lap.
"Yes, I really really like her," he said. "Is that fine with you, Diana?"
"Uhm." She slipped her fingers inside her mouth and bit nervously. "No."
He frowned. "Why not?"
"Because..she'll take you away from me."
"She won't take me away."
"She will."
He raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think that?"
"The way she looks at you."
"Like what?"
She tilted her head a little. "Like you're a hero from a fairytale movie. And like she's the villain. She wants you all to herself."
"For such a young girl, you sure know enough, huh?"
She shrugged her small shoulders. "It's not that hard."
"What is?"
"Being a child. I like observing people." She pouted slightly. "It's my--uhm--forte."
"Explains why you have such big eyes," he joked.
"Does that make me cute?" she asked, looking up at him with big doe eyes.
He pretended to think hard. "Perhaps."
"Momma said I'm cute," she said, seemingly proud with it.
"And you believe her?"
"Yeah."
"She's lying."
"She's not."
"What if she is?"
"Then she's blind."
He laughed. "Smart girl."
"Alpha?"
"Hm?"
"Where is she?"
"Who?"
"The pretty girl you brought home."
"I'll go check."
He walked back upstairs. When he reached his bedroom, he slightly opened his door and found her standing there looking so perfect in a white dress and heels which he bought for her. Her back was turned to him and she was braiding her long hair down her shoulder. Her legs were looking so soft and flushed. He couldn't help but think of taking her this way. Like she was a meal in a menu served for him.
And only him.
He approached her with long strides, taking his time admiring her body before his strong arms came surrounding her thin waist. Startled, she jumped slightly but his arms tightened around her never wanting to let go.
Never.
"I like this dress," Zach whispered in her ear, deep voice sending her heart pacing and warm breath tickling her skin. He softly and gently kissed the side of her neck and down her soft bare shoulder.
Shuddering from his kisses, she pulled away from his arms and turned around to look at him. "Since you like it," she said, "you can wear it."
He smirked. "You'll have to remove it first. Show me that sexy äss, baby girl."
"Zach, don't you think this attire is a little bit inappropriate?" she asked. "I'm just going to School."
"Who said anything about School?"
She frowned. "You're not taking me to School?"
"No. I'm taking you on a date. You like that, yes?"
"Zach, you planned this?!" she exclaimed. Kind of made sense. Why would she be wearing a beautiful white dress on such a typical day to School?
"I hate you," she muttered under a breath, pouting.
He kissed her pout away and chuckled. Because she looked beautifully pathetic. "You know you love me."
She narrowed her eyes. "What makes you so sure I love you?"
"Because," he put her arms around his neck and pulled her body against his, "you were jealous when you saw my Mom's bra under my bed."
"I said sorry."
"You don't have to."
"Why not?" she asked. "I thought you like it when I apologize?"
"I do." He smiled. "But I've known it was there. I just forgot."
She pulled away from him. "You knew?!" she exclaimed. "And you knew I was making a fool of myself," she muttered, more to herself than to him.
He pulled her again but she pushed away from him and walked out of his room.
"Come on," he said, following her. They went to the end of the hallway and downstairs. Only now that it was morning did she realize how big the mansion was. She could get lost inside it just like how easy it is to get lost in a maze. When she reached the front door, he wrapped his arms around her waist and tightened.
"Kitten," he said in her ear, "don't make me want to spank this sexy little äss of yours."
Her belly rumbled from his words. Shuddered. Quivered. She grasped his arms and tried to pull them off her. She wanted to let go but she didn't want him to let go of her.
"Zach--"
"Shush, Kitten. Did you really think you can walk away from me just like that? One step out that door and my wolf is already pouncing on you."
She shuddered.
"We wouldn't want to ruin this dress now would we?"
Shivering from his threat, she shook her head. The godforsaken scene was playing in her head and she was flushing and cringing at what might happen.
"Didn't think so." He smirked then turned her around and looked deep into her eyes. Noticing her shyness and finding it adorable, he lifted her chin slightly and kissed her softly on the lips. She didn't respond. She seemed frozen. He licked the seam of her lips and pulled her body flushed against his, chest against chest. Feeling the sparks tingling everywhere from her flushed exposed skin against his hot skin, she slowly kissed him back and he savoured the saccharine taste of her mouth.
"Will you please stop eating her face while I'm here?" Diana asked, interrupting them.
