My mate is a flirt (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

A/N: Decicated to LeslieMarin9 for being patient and for their interest in the story :3 Thank you! I hope you and everyone else enjoy this chapter.

Eliah's POV

I slept really well last night.

I mean it, seriously. You don't believe me? Whatever... Then don't.

I was lying anyway.

After all the commotion yesterday, I was feeling really tired. When I met that kid yesterday, I felt that something was strange. The feeling he gave off is something I can't explain in words. It was dark and scary and it made my hair pop up. I mean, it gave me goosebumps even if it was for just second.

Because that feeling flashed over in an instant, I almost didn't give any attention to it. I just acted like I would any other time. I acted like myself, but still it didn't feel right. It didn't feel real.

It made me wonder if it was a mistake to act like I didn't notice the moment he was giving off a dark feeling. But I didn't think about it then. Something made me want to forget about it. But I didn't.

While taking him back home, I was wondering why I did I think that there's something off with him. Hell, the kid was hurt and I could smell that he was nervous and lost. What bad could he do anyway. From what I can see, he's not that much stronger than I am.

And by the way, the kid is absolutely adorable! Ofcourse there's nothing strange in him. I could spinch his cheeks all day and cuddle with him on the couch while watching horror movies. It's just my silly mind making me think all of this useless stuff all night.

Well, not exactly all night. I have been thinking about these things ever since I woke up so that makes it about.. 17 minutes?

Yeah. That's right. I slept really well, but I couldn't help that my sensitive ears picked up every little move that happened in this house. Not that there happened much really. Rats and rats and some more rats, if you get what I mean.

I was really tired and I usually sleep really well so I don't know why I was so sensitive to sonds last night. It's not like Alexs snoring or his sleeptalking woke me up. In contrary, Alexanders sleeping habits makes me really comfortable and to be able to sleep in his tight grib makes me feel happy. So happy and warm that it heats my cheeks.

Maybe it was because there was another wolf inside our house? A wolf that I barely even know, just some kid I run up to yesterday.  Funny thing, this is..

Oh well! Everything is good so there's no need to think about it anymore. It's already a little past 2:00 PM. I really need my morning coffee already.

If you can call it a morning coffee anymore. I don't usually sleep this long. I guess I really was tired.

I look back at Alex and give him a morning kiss on the cheek, I smile as I see him take a deep breath. He looks like a kid when he sleeps and his long eyelashes and sligtly parted lips plus with a messy hair doesn't help it.

Well, he is practically still a kid. I mean, both of us are. Not that I'm complaining. I'm quite comfortable living here in our own house with just the two of us, near the town that has nice coffee shops that make the best morning coffees ever.

I slowly move his hands off me, that are holding me in his warm hold. I move out from my mates warm gasp and as I move to get up from the bed, I hear my mate mumble uncomfortable about losing hold of his live pillow. Alex looks so cute when he searches for something to hold onto and he eventually founds a blanket to be his next victim as he pulls it to his chest and takes hold of it with his legs.