The Alpha's Girl

Chapter 5

I swarmed through the sweaty, stinky bodies.

Shit, this is like being at a club. This is disgusting.

I was looking for Dylan, or anyone I've met since this morning...

I walked into the kitchen, or what I think is the kitchen.. Seeing Dylan in there chatting with a couple of other guys.

"Estella! You came!" Dylan grinned at me.

I slightly smiled back at him, "Yeah."

He motioned me over, drooping his arm over my shoulder, sipping his beer.

"Guys, this Estella. Estella, this is- Shane, Noah, Garrett, and Mason."

"Hi." I muttered, keeping it simple with a wave.

They all responded with a "sup" or "hey"

Which I didn't mind, I don't like new people.

They kept on talking, making me uninterested, I walked out.

Brave right? Yeah well, they're boring.

I look around seeing everyone having a decent time. Not me.

A strong arm grabbed me from behind, making me tense.

I swung my arm around, elbowing whoever.this was.

Instead of hearing a grunt, they caught my elbow. I finally realized it was Cooper.

I relaxed just a tad, but I was still uncomfortable around him.

"Calm down Darlin'," He whispered in my ear.

It sent pleasant shivers down my spine.

Wait, what?

No.

"What are you doing here?" I smugly smirked at him.

"I live here, princess." He copied my same smirk.

"What? No you don't." I shot back.

He laughed at me, "Would you like me to show you me room?"

"Ew, no! Why would you even suggest that?" I scoffed.

"You won't react like that for long." He responded.

"Excuse me?" I cocked my eyebrow.

"Nothing." He shrugged, moving his head to look down at me.

"Thought so." I challenge.

Asshole.

He tilted his head ever so slightly.

That smirk of his showing on his face.

I shake my head walking away.

He caught hold of my wrist, twirling me back around.

Woah.

Cooper smiled down at me, obviously enjoying this moment.

"How tall are you?" Curiosity taking over me.

He chuckled lightly,"6'5."

My jaw dropped, I honestly don't knkw why this shocked me. He looks like a giant compared to me.

"How tall are you Princess?" He guides me outside to sit on the porch.

"5'3." I smirked.

"You're so short, Darlin'."

"Nuh-uh! You're just too tall!" I balled my hands into a fist.

"Woah now. What's your favorite color?"