The Man Who Dragged Me Out Of My House In A Towel

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Theresa Millan

[3] He ignored me and rolled my suitcase casually as he got out of my room, heading down the stairs with me and the suitcase as if we weighted nothing. "Mom! Dad! You imbecile, son of a bitch! Fuck you! Ah! Let go, let go!"


"Honey, stop." My mother scolded at me and I gaped, "You're making a scene. He is your mate, you have to go with him. We can't do anything about it. It's just the way it is." My mother spoke calmly, I still wonder how am I even her daughter.


I pouted, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want to go, this is my home. "Theresa, this is your new life now, whether you like it or not." Oh yeah, I got that attitude from my father. Ugh! Kill me now. They are just giving me away, wow, what sort of parents do I have?


"Fuck my life." I crossed my arms, still upside down on that asshole's shoulder. "You better have a nice house." I told him with a pout. "Oh, and a pool. I always wanted a pool." I day dreamed, thinking about the pool. "Did you pick my bikini?" I asked him with a glare.


"I think." He shrugged his shoulders uncaringly and I gasped, he think? "You think? No, it should be there. I like swimming." I told him annoyed, "Well you should have think about that when I told you to pack but you didn't."


"You're an asshole! Argh! How can a woman even support your egocentric self?" I told him angrily as I glared, "I've never been with a woman before so I don't know." He shrugged and I widened my eyes at that, he's never been with a woman before? He is lying.


"You are such a liar, you're like twenty five and you've never ever, been with a woman before?" I asked him curiously as he put me down, his beta Eric, right? Anyways, grabbed my suitcase to put it in the trunk.


"Twenty six." He isn't making his case any better. "And women were never my thing, they only take your mind off work." He shrugged his shoulders unbothered and I looked at him with a face and a raised eyebrow in utterly confusion.


"So you're a virgin?" I gaped with a teasing look on my face, hmm. He felt somewhat uncomfortable and I grinned. "Yes, I am actually but after tonight I won't be." My grin fell off and I gaped, "You're kidding right?"


"Does it look like i'm kidding?" He asked me with a raised eyebrow and I gulped down slowly, "So get your mind around the idea of us having sex." He said it normally and I was still standing there in shock.


He is joking, yeah. There is no way, "Get in, it's already twelve pm, we need to reach the pack before night." He told me as he urged me to get in the car and I glared at him, turning around as I got into the car with my towel still on, and naked underneath.


I squirmed at that, moving to the end of the seat just to be far away from him as possible. The ride was quiet, he was mostly on the phone talking with the gamma and some warriors. I sighed, looking away as I brushed my hands over my arms.


"Are you cold?" I suppressed the need to roll my eyes at him, of course i'm cold i'm in a towel with nothing underneath. "I'm naked, of course I'm cold." I rolled my eyes at him and crossed my arms together.

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