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#34 in Werewolf
#4 in wolves
#8 in emotions
Sounds of heavy footsteps broke my train of thought and I looked up to see a man looking at me.
"The alpha is on his way here,"
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Samantha is a werewolf who was abused by her pack...
It's been a week since the rogues attacked. My wound on the stomach is now healed, but it left a scar. It only added up to the other scars that were inflicted by my old pack, and I hate it.
I was standing in front of the mirror with my shirt up and inspecting my scar when I heard Xander's footsteps walking up the stairs. I pulled the hem of my shirt down and turned towards the door just in time to see Xander entering it. He gave me a smile and made his way in front of me before wrapping me in his warm embrace.
He kissed my forehead softly and turned me to face the mirror I was looking at just a few minutes ago. He put his big hands on my stomach and looked at the mirror with me watching him. He smiled and started trailing kisses up and down my neck making me shiver with delight.
"My brother is coming over tomorrow to discuss the war plans. You get to meet him during dinner tomorrow," Xander whispered in my ear. His warm breath fanning against my skin and making me close my eyes in delight.
"What time is he coming over? Maybe I can prepare a meal for us." I told him, leaning against his muscular chest.
I felt Xander tracing my neck with his lips making my wolf purr loudly in my head.
"At five in the evening. You'll have plenty of time to prepare a meal for us, so you don't have to worry." Xander said.
I let out a sigh and opened my eyes to look at him.
"I still have to go grocery shopping, clean the house a bit, make myself presentable-" I was cut off by Xander's growl. I put my hands on his chest and pushed myself away slightly to see him scowling and glaring at the floor.
"You don't need to look presentable for him. He's just my brother, you can wear a trash bag and you will still look beautiful." Xander said before pulling me flush against his chest and burying his nose in the crook of my neck.
I tried to pull away from his embrace but he's holding onto my waist for dear life as if he was afraid I would disappear if he let me go.
"Xander, don't be ridiculous. He's your brother, of course, I have to look presentable for him. First impressions are important you know," I told him, rolling my eyes.
He just growled and pulled me even closer to his chest. The sound of his growl is vibrating in his chest, making my entire body tingle.
"No," Xander growled out.
I let out a sigh.
"Xander—" I was cut off, again, by Xander capturing my lips in a sweet kiss.
He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I kept my mouth shut just to tease him. He growled softly and dug his fingers to my waist making me gasp in surprise. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and started kissing me as if he was a starving man. The sweet kiss soon turned into a heated make out.
I pulled away and gasped for air, feeling out of breath. Xander looked at me with a hungry gaze, making me blush. I turned my face away and looked at anything but Xander. I felt him grip my chin softly and turn my head to make me look at him
"Never hide your face from me," Xander said softly before giving my lips a peck and heading to the bathroom, to take a shower, I assume.
I touched my lips and smiled like an idiot. I heard the shower running, so I guess he was going to take a shower.
I made my way over to the bed and laid down, pulling the cover up to my chin and curling into a comfortable position before closing my eyes with a smile on my face.
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I felt someone shaking me gently. I opened my eyes to see Xander looking down at me with a soft smile on his face.
"Come on, dinner's ready. I don't want you going to bed with an empty stomach." Xander said before scooping me up in his arms and making his way out of the bedroom.
I curled up in his arms and let out a sigh of content. Xander pulled up a chair with his right hand and set me down gently. I sat up straight and looked at the food on the table.
Xander sat down beside me and got the chicken before cutting a piece and putting it on my plate. I looked at him to see him with a determined and hopeful expression on his face. It was an adorable sight that I couldn't help but giggle. He snapped his gaze in my direction and gave me a grin.
"Uh, I cooked this meal for us. I hope you like it." Xander said, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.
I smiled at him and placed my small hand in his hand before taking a bite out of the chicken. My eyes widened at how good the chicken tastes.
Xander looked panicked after he saw my expression. He grabbed a glass of water and held the glass up to my lips. I looked at him confusedly.
"I knew my cooking was bad. I hope I didn't poison you or something. Here! Drink this glass of water and spit the chicken out." Xander said in a panicked tone.
I swallowed the chicken and laughed at him. He stopped babbling and looked at me with a confused expression on his face.
"Oh, Xander. That chicken was the best chicken I have ever tasted. You're a good cook," I told him.
His face relaxed and he let out a sigh of relief before his face started to turn a light shade of pink.
"Oh, is someone a little embarrassed?" I teased him.
"Shut up," Xander mumbled.
"I was worried okay? That was my first time cooking something like that on my own, so I thought you got food poisoned or something." He said still looking embarrassed.
I smiled and got up from my seat and made my way to his side. I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at me and gave me a smile before wrapping his arms around me.
"Let's eat before the food gets cold," I told him before returning to my seat.
We ate dinner and made our way to the bedroom after cleaning up. I went to the bathroom and took a shower, found a big shirt and some sweatpants owned by Xander, and finally, going to sleep for the night.
"Good night, my love," Xander whispered in my ear.
