Rogue Prince

Chapter 7

Parker:

"How many kids are you thinking about wanting?" Clara asked, her finger making patterns on my bare chest.
"2," I said.
"Only 2?"
"Yeah. I don't want to have 3. Because then the middle child gets left out," I said. I pulled her small body impossibly closer to mine. "What about you?"
"2's good enough but I want 4!" She exclaimed.
"Four?!" Clara laughed.
"Yes, 4. I love children! And I'll love them even more since they'll be ours."
"I don't know about 4. But I'll think about it. Okay princess?"
"Okay," she said, yawning. She nestled into me and I kissed her head.
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"Good morning, princess," I said, kissing her nose. She made a noise and turned over.
"5 more minutes," she mumbled.
"Fine. I'll go make breakfast."
I walked into the kitchen and started making scrambled eggs. I noticed it had already been 5 minutes, so I walked back upstairs.
Clara was still in bed, her long hair tangled in her hands. I walked over to her and lightly tapped her shoulder. She growled. I tapped her again and this time she nipped at me.
"Alright, now I know you're awake," I said. Clara's hand shot out of the blanket and pulled me down on the bed. She wrapped her legs and arms around my body.
"What are you doing?" I asked, half laughing.
"I don't 
"But babe!" She whined.
"I said let go!" I growled. Clara let out a small whimper and let go. She got up and started walking to the bathroom.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that," I said.
"It's okay, Parker. I understand." She closed the door and locked it.
"Come on, Clara. I said I didn't mean it." I lightly tapped on the door.
"Go away, Parker!" She hissed. I sighed.
"I'll take you to go shopping. Just me and you." As soon as those words left my mouth, the was flung open and Clara was in my arms. She gave me a small peck on my cheek.
"Sounds good to me! I'll be ready in about an hour, give or take." She jumped out of my arms and grabbed some clothes.
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"Are you ready yet?" I asked, my head hanging off the recliner.
"Almost!" Clara yelled back.
"You said almost, 25 minutes ago!" I shouted. Clara came down, wearing skinny jeans and a white crop top.
"Hell no. Go back up and change," I demanded. Clara growled.
"It will take me another 30 minutes to change," she said.
"Alright then. I guess I'm waiting another 30 minutes." I crossed my arms.
"I am not going to change my clothes, Parker."
"Yes you are. You are not going out like that. Not if you want a repeat of last time."
Clara rolled her eyes.
"It's just an outfit."
"An outfit that's really revealing. No one is allowed to see your stomach, but me. Especially all those hormonal males at the mall. Go change. If I have to drag you upstairs and change you myself, you won't like what I put you in."
"I guess you're dragging me upstairs."
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"It's itchy!" Clara whined, picking at her turtle neck. I kissed the top of her head.
"Suck it up, Princess," I said, wrapping my arm around her.
"Get away from me! I'm mad at you!" She growled, pushing me away.
"No one needs to see you anyways. Only me. My mate! My Clara!" I yelled, grabbing Clara and picking her up.
"Parker!" She screamed. I brought her ear to my mouth.
"Save that for the bedroom, Princess," I seductively whispered. I saw Clara's cheeks tint a light pink. I winked.
"Alright, that's enough you two," Xander said, walking up to us.
"What the hell are you doing here, Xander?" I asked. "It's only supposed to be me and Clara."
"My apologies Parker, but me and the Luna here need to talk about pack stuff. You know stuff you wouldn't understand anything about."
I growled at the last part.
"I don't give a fuck if you're here with my mate, I will not hesitate to rip you to shreds."
"Parker." Clara grabbed my arm. "There are humans here."
"I could care less about these pathetic humans. If he disrespects me one more time, I'll-"
"You'll what, Parker? Kill him? What will that prove? It'll just show that you aren't someone to be messed with. Someone who shouldn't piss you off because you might kill them. Maybe you are a rogue," Clara said, interrupting me. Clara grabbed Xander by the arm and stormed off.

Clara:

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?!" I growled.
"Well I had some important things to talk to you about and I needed to test something," Xander said.
"Test what?"
"Never mind that. Now about the pack stuff."
"Xander," I warned. Xander sighed.
"I needed to test on if it was his leader skills that triggered it. But I'm starting to think that it's just how it was the way he was raised. Always feeling not good enough or important. You know? It could be when someone disrespects him and questions him that triggers it."
"Triggers what?" I asked.
"Triggers his violence. His constant need to kill or hurt someone. Haven't you noticed? He wasn't always like that, believe it or not."
"Well he has been through a lot. Being kicked out by your family isn't easy. How would you react to that?"
"He told you that his family kicked him out? Luna, he almost killed his best friend and then ran away," Xander said softly.
"No. You're lying," I said.
"Carter? That young wolf who is close to Parker. That's his best friend. The one who was almost killed because Parker was pressured into talking."
"Parker never told me that. I just assumed it was his friend who wanted to join him."
"Carter tried to get Parker to come back. But it never happened. As you can tell," Xander said. I felt tears stinging my eyes.
'He wouldn't lie to us? Would he?' I asked my wolf.
'Well he might. But he better hope not' Jenna, my wolf, growled.
'Oh he'll regret it.'
'Silent treatment?'
'Oh yeah.'
"That's not a good smirk," Xander said. I chuckled.
"You're damn right it's not."

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