Collecting the Pieces of the Shandhi Sword (Book 2 of Mark Series)

Chapter 4

A/N: Just 'cause I can...

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"I wouldn't try to wake up a sleeping Wolf, especially an Alpha Female who hasn't had a lot of restful sleep, Malena," someone said, and I groaned softly and curled more into the warmth that was beside me. "That is just like walking into a wolf's den with a pack in there."

There was a scoff, and I knew that the person with the male was rolling their eyes and probably giving them some attitude. "Don't tell me that you were trying to make a funny, Dad," the other person said, sounding like a female. "'Sides, what is the worst thing that this "Alpha" could do?"

I growled softly and opened my eyes, knowing full well that I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep with them arguing at my door. I clambered over the warmth, and the person groaned and stopped moving. I looked to see that I was fairly close to the male, Cameron's... ah... buddy, and he was getting excited. "Fuck," I muttered, feeling my face become a bit inflamed as I made my way over the still sleeping male.

"She can do a lot of damage," the first person, whom I could tell was Monroe, said. "She can probably do stuff with her bare hands that we can't do."

"I think she is just a pussy," the female, Malena, said. Anger and hatred filled her voice, and I couldn't help but purse my lips as to wonder what I had ever done to her.

I opened the door to see the back of Monroe, standing in front of my door, not to let the other person come through. "A pussy is a cat; you do realize that?" I asked, and Monroe moved over so that I could see the person that had made the comment. I folded my arms across my chest and stared at the female in front of me.

She looked about to he fifteen and stood about 5'4, so she was short compared to me. She had blonde hair that fell into her face, and she moved it out of her way. Her brown eyes had this hard look in them, and I had no idea if I could trust her or not. "Well, you are one."

I growled softly, keeping an ear on my "mate" to make sure that he wouldn't wake. "Watch it, Pup," I warned, and she glared at me. "You do not know what I can do."

The female, Malena, narrowed her eyes at me and folded her arms across her chest. "All right, what are you going to do about it?" she asked. She stuck out her hip some more, and I blinked and raised an eyebrow.

I looked at Monroe and then to girl, not really wanting to have a confrontation outside of my room. "Considering that your father is standing right there, I can not give you a lesson right now. However, if you want to train with me, I can wipe the floor with your ass."

Malena scowled and was about to attack when she noticed someone standing behind me. Her whole facial expression changed into a flirtatious smile, and I scowled. "Cami," she squealed, and Cameron and I winced softly. "How are you?"

"I am fine now that Jaz is awake," Cameron replied. He pulled me halfway to his body, and I could feel his budding erection pressed into my back. "How about you?"

"I am good, now that you are here," Malena "purred", moving a hand through her hair. "I was just telling, Jessica-"

"-Jasmine," I interrupted.

"-Jamie, how much time we spent together."

"Because your father didn't want me to spend most of my day watching her," Cameron replied. He glanced at Monroe, and I could feel the tension between them. "Do you need us to get ready for the meeting?" he asked coldly.

"Yes, and if you have anything that will help, please bring it," Monroe said, looking at me. He nodded his head and left, taking his annoying daughter with him.

"What a bitch," I muttered underneath my breath when she was far away. Next time, I'm gonna punch."

Cameron chuckled and kissed me behind the ear, and my whole body grew tense, and I involuntarily leaned into him. "Next time, don't try to climb over my body," he whispered, his hot breath fanning against the back of my ear. "Now, let's get ready. You're going to have to change."

I bit back a scoff and looked down at my tank top and booty shorts that I wore for bed. "Whatever," I muttered, not letting him know that I felt highly uncomfortable with my ass hanging out. "But, you need to take care of your little problem." I turned around, patted his cheek, and walked back into the room, swaying my hips.

"Definitely need a cold shower now," he muttered, and I smirked.

Good, I thought.