Mated to a control freak Alpha

Chapter Twenty-One

Hearing a knock on the bedroom door I groan loudly and pull the blanket up under my chin and curl into George's side even more.

"Tell them to go away Georgie!" I yawn.

"Georgie?" He laughs.

Peering up at him through my hair I giggle.

He moves my hair from my face and smiles down at me peacefully.

"I've missed you Sky..." He sighs.

Smiling I stroke his cheek with my thumb only to be annoyed with yet another knock on the bedroom door.

Climbing out of bed I pull down George's shirt so it covers my butt.

Opening the door I see Natasha and another girl stood in the hall.

"Can I not lay in with my mate for a little longer? You did say I was out for two weeks!!" I pout.

She rolls her eyes then folds her arms over her chest, "20 more minutes then Hazel and I will teach you how to fight..."

Sighing I nod quickly then slam the door and leap back onto the bed.

George wraps his arms around me and dead locks them, I'm laid on his chest with my head buried in his neck so his scent is all around me.

Smiling I close my eyes and listen to George's strong pulse.

"Do you think I'll slowly get my memory back?" I ask quietly.

"In my honest opinion....I think you may but I don't think it would be anything good if you did. Because before you came here your life wasn't the best and you were always so worried about what happened in your old pack, even if you never told anyone...I always knew." He says running his fingers up and down my spine.

"We can just make new memories...better memories.." I smile looking down into his eyes.

My eyes trail to his lips and I lick my lips.

He does this cute half smirk before leaning up an connecting our lips.

Feeling sparks shoot my lips I feel myself melting against him.

He flips us over so he's hovering above and I wrap my arms around his neck, feeling him smile into the kiss I then hear a large amount of swearing.

Looking over to see Natasha I blush and hide my face in George's chest.

"I'm gonna go take a cold shower." He whispers into my ear before kissing my forehead and speed walking into the bathroom.

"What should I wear?" I ask climbing out of bed.

"Either leggings or sweatpants with a tank top." Natasha shrugs.

Noticing she and Hazel are both in leggings I decide to wear leggings too.

Grabbing one pair of leggings and a white spaghetti strap tank top and my black vans I pull my hair up into a ponytail.

Applying perfume and quickly sneaking into the bathroom to brush my teeth I follow both the girls out back where there are the other males of the pack.

"I don't need training to be honest with you. I know how to fight, I'm just a little rusty." I smirk.

"Fight me then." A tall blonde steps forward.

6ft3, blonde messy Mohawk, grey eyes, high cheekbones and a lot of muscle.

Hunching down I stay in the defence stance whilst he brags himself off to his buddies.

Smirking at Natasha I slowly stand up and twirl a piece of my hair.

The guy begins to run for me as I crouch like a frog and as he's about to reach for me I leap up and back flip landing perfectly.

Spinning round I raise my eyebrow at him and he pushes off the ground aiming for my legs.

Winking at him I jump up, doing a mid air split, as he rolls across the dirt I walk over to him and wrap one leg around his neck.

He flips me onto my back and I keep my thigh grip tight.

Grabbing the waist band of his pants I throw him off me and crouch back down into defence position.

He growls and gets in the same position.

I begin moving in a circle walk and he imitates me.

My nails elongate and I feel my ears point up, growling at the guy he straights up and shouts his surrender.

They all stand there shocked.

"DAMN GIRL!? Looks like you need to teach US a thing or two!" Hazel cheers.

Blushing I feel my body change back to the normal me.

Seeing George hidden in between a few guys I bite the air at him then walk over to Natasha.