The Alphas' Princess

Chapter Seven

It wasn't long before I was done. My hair had dried and was all curly and very frizzy. I put on my favorite yellow shorts with a gray tank top. I walk out of the bathroom, and see Wulf gazing at the large butterfly above my bed.

I smile, he looked so out of place with his black and white clothes. His button up white shirt and black jeans really didn't fit well in a room filled with yellow.

"Pretty, isn't it?" I ask quietly, knowing he could hear me, "Tee painted it back at our condo above my bed too. As a matter of fact, my room looked exactly like this."

He's quiet for a minute, before he turns to me, "I just told Tiana and Brad to move everything from your old room to this one. I didn't say to make it exactly like it." I didn't miss the way he now said Brads' name, but I don't think he noticed.

I shake my head, "Tee's a perfectionist. It has to be done right, or she just won't do it. Brad normally go's along with whatever Tee wants."

Wulf nods, and his gaze slips down to my chest. Yes, I was pretty well endowed, but he didn't have to stare. So like in all of the movies I've ever seen, it came naturally when I snapped my fingers and said, "Wulf. Eyes up."

His eyes swing up to my face, and I gasp when I look in his eyes. They were filled to the brim with hunger, adoration, and just plain lust. He was across the room in four large steps, and I was pressed up against the wall with my arms above my head.

"Wulf...?" I ask, confused. What was wrong with him? My blood was beginning to rush, and I expected the panic to set in, instead my abdomen clenches.

"You are mine." Came his husky reply, and his nose pressed against my neck. Goose bumps broke out on my skin, and my eyes slam shut from the tingles erupting where ever he touched me. "Ariel..." His voice saying my name made my eyes roll to the back of my head out of pleasure. His German accent had a lot to do with it. It was hot.

"Yes?" I ask, my voice was small and I sounded winded. Like I'd run a marathon.

"You are mine." He growls, and his eyes look up at mine, and all I see in them is lust and a need for me to understand. The animal that showed in his eyes should've scared me, but it didn't. It actually made my adrenaline pump. "Say it, Prinzessin. You're mine."

"I-I'm yours." I stutter out, my my voice cracked as well, my face heating.

"Good." He growls, and he lets me go. His fist were tightening at his sides, and he was breathing in deep breaths. When he turns to me to speak, his face is red. He closes his mouth when I laugh out loud.

He was so cute! Like a little kid with candy!

"What was that?" I ask, gasping for breath when I finish laughing.

"My Wolf." He says, amusement clear in his eyes as he looks at me. He had sat on the floor by my bed, and was leaning against the end of it. His right knee was propped up, and he rested his arm on it as he watched me.

I shake my head, "I like him. He's like a little kid. With candy."

Wulf's eyes flashed with something like happiness, and he chuckles deeply, "You're very right, Prinzessin. But you should know, that was me too."

I roll my eyes, walking over and grabbing the brown teddy bear with one eye and a sowed on leg that sat at the head of my bed. I'd had this thing since I was a kid. My mom had actually made it for me when I was still in her tummy. I've had it my entire life. I'd practically destroyed it, but oh well. I hug it close and get comfortable by Wulf's head. "Is he always that possessive?" I ask curiously.

"We."

"Well, are you always that possessive?"

He shakes his head, "Not normally. But when it comes to my pack, my family, my friends, and now you, yes. Prinzessin, I don't think you understand that I'd rip someone's head off for simply looking at you." He looks up at me, and his eyes bore into mine.