I was up all night. The words he said floating endlessly in my head, never resting. The gears in my head kept whirling and turning, not letting me sleep. I couldn't get up and walk around or go for a run or do anything that should make me tired enough to sleep because Luke had his heavy muscular arm clamped onto my waist and didn't seem like he was planning to let go.
A loud knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I shook Luke trying to get out of his death grip, only to be held tighter. This guy was impossible. Even when he was asleep he had a grip of steel on me.
Luke, sweetie. You have to let me go get the door. You are Alpha and have a pack to take care of. I whispered into his ear.
A loud groan erupted from his mouth. He started grumbling about something that I couldn't understand.
Baby. Why won't you let me go? I asked him, sweetly.
Because. If I let you go, your not in my arms. And if your not in my arms you might not be safe. I don't want to lose you ever again. Not again. And if I let you go, you seem to be unclaimed. But you are mine and if I see another horny teenager eye fuck you, I'll kill someone. He said quickly.
Aww. Buddy, I won't leave you. Not again. At least let me get the door, please. I try again, dragging out the e in please.
Fine. But you better come right back. He argues. I nod and jump out of his grip. I open the door and am greeted by a bear hug.
Jesus Christ Connor, it's not like I died and came back! I'm sorry that I ran away and I love you- I was interrupted by a loud growl.
You're mine! Only mine. Kingston roars. He barged up behind me and ripped me from Connor's grasp.
But Luke, I loooovvvvveeeee Connor. I whine, playfully.
Luke's jaw clenches and his whole body tenses. He's pissed.
No. You're mine and only mine. I will kill anyone who stands in my path to get to you! He bellows.
Alright tough guy. You've proven your point. I say soothingly. I rub his back while Connor leaves, shutting the door behind him.
Luke pulls me back towards the bed.
What do you want from me Lucas? I'm hungry, I don't want to cuddle with you. I pout. But I wanna cuddle with you. Is his lame comeback.
I march downstairs to the kitchen and start getting out the stuff for pancakes. Yes I cook alot and I love pancakes!
I made chocolate chip pancakes and put them on the table. In three seconds flat the two boys come storming into the kitchen shouting something about who gets more pancakes.
Jesus guys calm down. I can make more if there's not enough on the table. I sigh. These boys are very tiring. But I love them anyway. Awwww that's really cheesy.
I'm going for a run. I state and walk out of the kitchen into the backyard and shift into my pure black wolf.
