The Persistent Alpha, & Resistant Luna

11. Good Observation Bill Nye .

Small Note:
•Va te faire foutre.- Go fuck yourself./Fuck off.
•Merde.- Shit.
•Salaud.- Bastard.
•Soin d'expliquer?- Care to explain?
•Tu vas bien?- Are you okay?

ENJOY.

Grey held me down and covered my mouth as I kicked and tried to scream, obviously tired of hearing his craziness.

But like I said, he was scary strong.

I let my body go limp and looked at him with fiery eyes.

Fine. I'll let you talk your crazy nonsense. But after that, I'm pushing you straight out the window.

"Are you going to calm down now?"

I stared at him.

"I won't move my hand unless you do."

I huffed out dramatically, rolling my eyes. He slowly removed his hand.

"Get off of me."

"No chance."

"You said you'd move."

"Yeah, my hand."

"You have one other to move, wolf boy."

Both our gazes trailed down and back up, I couldn't help but to blush.

Perv.

He smiled, pressing his body more against mine, but keeping his weight off of me.

"You'll lose a set of something by the end of the night, if you know what I'm saying."

He chuckled, leaning even more into me. His leg brushed the inside of my right thigh and I instinctively kneed him in his sack.

He groaned and rolled off of me.

Serves you right.

"If you think flaunting your package at me will settle me down, think again. Or rather, stop thinking.. cause you're not good at it."

He glared at me. "Why do you resist me so much? Any other wolf that would've found their mate would be throwing themselves at the other. Instead, you resist the temptation."

"Temp.. temptation? Ha. Don't flatter yourself exotic eyes."

"You're the one doing all the flattery. You think I don't understand the truths behind your little pet names of mine?"

"The truth is that their is no truths behind them. Simple."

He looked at me with a confused expression.

"And speaking of pet names, must you really continue on with this pet thing? Jeez, where did you even get such a degrading term from? How do you think that's endearing?"

"Mm, would you like honesty?" He looked up for a moment as if to think.

"Well duh."

"At first, it wasn't mean to be endearing.. More, as you said, degrading."

"You skipped the part where I find this cute, endearing, or anything of the sort."

"But.." He smirked at me, "The more I seem to call you it, the more it seems to fit."

"Still not finding the cuteness buddy." I walked to my bathroom to brush my teeth.

"I like it."

"Well I don't Grey, so call me by my name."

"Would you stop calling me exotic eyes, or tall, dark-"