The Snow Spirit

Chapter 2

Sarah's Pov

It was very interesting on how Brandon was reacting. I mean the smell of arousal was strong from him, I could tell it will be fun teasing him.

I just got out the shower and was putting on some fresh clothes that I found on the bed. It's a white muscle shirt and a black yoga pants. So nothing special but I mean it's sleeping wear it's not like I'm going to a dance.

I'm all set and I turned off all the lights. I hopped on to the bed and quickly fell asleep, ignoring that Brandon is yet to come back.

Morning-

I opened my eyes to meet a well tuned chest and arms around me in a tight grip. I try to get out of his vice grip, the key word there is try. As I'm moving it seems he just tightens his hold on me making it impossible to get out. I could shift in to my furret to get out but I can see that is going to go bad in many ways. If I shift he will either roll on to me or freak out when he doesn't feel me anymore.

I really don't want to wait until he wakes. That could be hours away since it's 6:00 am right now. You might be wondering how do I know and well I'm a spirit that wakes up at 6:00 am everyday no matter what. If I fall asleep with only say 2 hours before 6:00 I would still feel well rested as if I had a full 8 hours rest.

He's leaving me with no other choice. I will slap him until he wakes up and it would be his fault for having a vice grip.
(Slap)
He opened his eyes then put a hand on the fresh red mark on his cheek. Then he looks down at me while I give him an innocent smile and tell him to move his arms. He moves his arms and I get up to go to the kitchen downstairs that I saw before coming up yesterday. Before I exit the door I tell him sorry and if you want an explanation come talk to me later. I then leave to go to the kitchen.

Now I may be 16 since today is my birthday and all someone else should be making me breakfast but seeing as how I love to cook I really don't mind. I know how to cook really good because even though this body is 16 my soul has been alive much longer if that makes sense. I have the knowledge of all my past lives.

So now I'm pretty much making a five star breakfast for everyone that's in the pack house. There is eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes, fruit salad, and muffins. As for drinks there is orange juice, apple juice, cranberry juice, and milk.

I cooked all the food and set the table all in a hour so it's 7:00 am now. That's when I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. First it starts with adults and teens coming down one at a time but then more and more start coming all at once. I counted about 15 people so there is about 15 other people living in the pack house.

As they passed they all gave me a questioning look which I ignored because I will be introduced later. Then the person I've been waiting for to come into the kitchen finally arrives, Brandon. He sees all the food set at the table and I also look to see everyone is there with there mouths dropped. Have they never seen food already made for them or is my food just so fantastic.

I walk over to Brandon and say,"You can tell everyone to help themselves. And arn you forgetting something." He tells everyone to help themselves and then he starts to think. It's takes him a bit but he finally realized and said happy birthday.

He gave me a kiss that was full of passion and love when it was rudely interupted by someone clearing their throat. It was a girl with dyed blonde hair, blue eyes, and way to much make up for the morning. Honestly she looks like a clown in my opinion but maybe she is just going to a party, at 7:00 in the morning.

What she said next made me very furious. She said...

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A cliffhanger, yes I know it's a bit cruel but it's the suspense that matters, right? But anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter the next one should come out soon so don't worry about that.