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Chapter 9: Doctor
My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I grasped onto what I’d just done. I’ve only known Chase for 4 days and yet, here I am, in his house…where I stayed the night and lost my first kiss.
My cheeks burned as I pushed Chase away, hoping it would reduce my luminous cheeks. What was wrong with me? I had never lost control with anyone before. I was even contained with my parents, strictly expressionless and doing as I'm told.
Why now?
"Yuuki, are you alright?" I was snapped out of my thoughts by Chase's smouldering voice.
"Hmm? I mean, yeah, absolutely fine. Just peachy!" Forcing the cheeriness into my voice.
"Are you sure? You look slightly red…" His voice trailed off, amused.
"I'm fine! I just need a glass of water." I snapped.
"And some breakfast, who would've known you'd be this grumpy in the mornings." Chase snickered, everyone joined in.
"Oh shut up!" I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest.
Chase chuckled under his breath as he dragged me by my arm along the long hallway to a grand kitchen. Was everything in his home huge? I was surprised the toilet were of normal size, except for the gold lining of course - that's definitely not normal.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked, lifting me onto the cold marble counter.
"I'm not hungry." I lied, but obviously my stomach chose to growl noisily at this point.
"Sure you are." He smirked then opened his fridge, he pulled out some eggs and bacon then shut the fridge door. As if he felt me watching, he turned and faced me, a grin plastered on his face.
"What?" I asked turning my head so I didn't have to look into his dark smouldering eyes.
I heard some movement and clattering sounds before he placed his large hand on my waist.
"Look at me." He demanded, power lacing his voice.
"No…" I managed to whimper.
He moved closer, standing directly in front of me, he cupped my chin into his hand and turned it to face him. Even though I was sitting on a high counter, he still had to bend down to be at eye level.
"What's with the sudden switch of personality?" He asked concerned, the warmth radiating off his body.
"What switch are you talking about?" I failing to sound oblivious.
"Yuuki, you know what I mean. Don't pull this shit, I just confessed to you and you actually seemed glad until Jason had to open his mouth." He raised his voice sternly.
"It's not Jason…Look, don't worry about it. I just have hormonal issues like every other human girl that is suddenly surrounded by werewolves."
"Or…you're PMSing."
"Am not! I think…Oh, just forget it! I'm not having a conversation with you over my period." I snapped, attempting to end the conversation. It was going way over the line.
"Have you even started your period? Because as an Alpha, I'm going to need some pups." He persisted, smirking, emphasising his sexiness.
"Yes! I'm 16 for god's sake! Soon to be 17 so perfectly capable of growing babies for you." I yelled, unintentionally agreeing to have his babies. "Stop asking these questions, there is a bolted gate to the private restricted files."
He burst out laughing, gripping his stomach.
"Stop laughing!" I whined and smacked the back of his head.
"Hey!" He shouted, still struggling to contain his laughter. "Damn, you are too cute."
I tensed and jerked my head down, fiddling with my hands.
He kissed me on my cheek before moving away, I shivered from the sudden heat loss.
He started frying the eggs and bacon, grabbing some bread and putting it in the toaster. He moved back to the eggs and bacon, skilfully flipping them with the spatula. For someone with so much money and an enormous house, I would have expected him to be completely incompetent; having maids and chefs to make his food so he can do as he pleases.
"Don't judge a book by it's cover, is the saying. Isn't it?" He says, laying the food on a plate and grabbing some cutlery. I'd obviously forgotten he could read my mind when he wanted to.
He handed me the plate of food, pecking me quickly on the lips. It looked delicious! Absolutely amazing! But the issue was…it was covered with food and when I say 'covered', I mean STUFFED. My eyes widened at the masses of food. I stared up at Chase, holding a shocked expression.
"Eat it all." He said casually "You need some meat on those bones."
"What? I have lots of meat on my bones, I mean look at my face!" I dug my index finger into my left cheek.
"What about your cheeks? They might look fine but look at the rest of your body, you're just skin and bone."
"Am not! I'll have you know, my weight is just right, my doctor told me."
"How much do you weigh?" He asked, completely jumping into the private zone again.
"No way! I'm not telling you!" I shouted defensively.
"And why not?" He questioned, the edge of his mouth aching to tilt upwards.
"Because…you can't ask a girl these things. She can only do that with her doctor." I replied nervously, glancing at the food on the plate.
He chuckled, pulling the plate out of my hands and placing it onto the counter. He rested his arms on each side of me, blocking any form of escape.
Leaning down, he whispered in my ear seductively "So, you want to play doctor?"
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