Part 3

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My clothes from last night were completely torn and ruined, so I rummaged through Dean's clothes and picked out one of his long, baggy tops. I wandered downstairs, trying very hard to walk on my tip toes so I could listen in to dean and Kieran in case they were talking about me. But the only noise was the blaring tv coming from the living room. I walked in and was surprised to see that no one was there. I shouted hello a few times but there was no answer. A pair of hands suddenly covered my eyes and I squealed a little until I realised it was probably just dean, but then the familiar sound of Kieran's voice soon followed. My breath hitched and the pain from my neck caught me off guard.

"Lydia, I'm so sorry about last night. I had been drinking and I was so mad.."

I smiled with sympathy. "It's okay, I was completely scared of you, but now I'm sure you'll show me that you're just a big softie." I lightly punched him in the stomach and he pretended to be winded. We both laughed.

"No Lydia seriously. I could have killed you if it weren't for dean. And I swear I will never forgive myself for that."

I nodded. "I know."

"But just one question Kieran. Why did you take me?"

He looked like he was about to say something, but then he winced.

"I think it's a bit too soon to say. I promise that everything will become clearer soon."

Normally I would try and persuade him to tell me. Do everything in my power to make him spill the big secret, but I trusted that he would keep his promise. He better.

"Is that deans Tshirt your wearing?"

I looked down "uh yeah, my clothes were kinda ripped from last night. I woke up in my underwear so I had to wear something."

His hands curled up into fists.

"You slept beside dean in your underwear?"

"Yeah.."

He stormed off while I got myself some breakfast.

KIERAN'S POV

I was overjoyed that Lydia had decided to forgive me. I could feel that she was tense when she first heard my voice this morning. I could see the beads of sweat forming on her palms and I could hear her heartbeat grow quicker by the second. But luckily, she was a very kind natured person. I could not yet read her thoughts, because even though she was only a human she still managed to block me out. I was so angry that dean had taken off her clothes, he was meant to know that she was mine, and I was the only one allowed to look at her body. She had a strong will and a feisty side, which was exactly what I needed to put me in my place. After all, I am alpha of the shadow pack. That's right. I'm a werewolf.

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