The Alpha's Unwanted Son

The Alpha's Unwanted Son- Chapter Seven

Jay's POV

                I woke up with Sabrina still curled up in my arms. I get up carefully and walk out of the guest room. Once outside the room with the door shut I walk around just exploring. I knock on the door to my right and there's no answer so I walk in. Inside there's pink everything, even a pink carpet! It looked insane, maybe it was a little girl's room because the furniture was too small to be Sabrina's room. Plus I've already seen hers. I walk inside and quietly look around. There are pink curtains over pink window sills and a pink toy-box under the window. Beside that was a little pink rocking horse and across from that was a vanity desk. Beside the vanity was a closet door, also pink. A pink little bed was placed on the wall across from the door.

                "Snooping are we now?" A smug voice asks me. I turn around to face Sabrina who's leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed over her chest and one foot over the other. She stretches out her arms and yawns. Her hair is even messier than earlier when she climbed into my bed.

                “I-aaaa, thought this was the bathroom?” I say very unconvincingly. Sabrina rolls her eyes and sighs mumbling something I didn’t hear. “Whose room is this anyways?” I ask her in a nonchalant kind of tone.

                “Um, no ones.” She says way too quickly then covers her head in shame. I roll my eyes and take a step closer to her. She moves away from me, so I move closer. We keep doing this until she’s against the wall beside the door in the pink room.

                “I know someone lives in here.” I start off in a low mysterious voice. I swiftly kick the door shut and put my arms on either side of Sabrina. Trapped by me she sighs and opens her mouth to tell me when another voice cuts her off.

                “Sabrina honey, breakfast is ready. Why don’t you bring Jay down here with you?” Her dad interrupts. I sigh and release Sabrina from my prison.

                “How the Hell does he know I’m here?” I ask Sabrina as she almost bolts away from me, but me being the super swift guy I am, I grab her arm.

                “Werewolf senses.” She tells me simply. I wish it were that simple. I wish I understood all of this! This whole Fantasy that’s supposed to be my life now is absolutely infuriatingly impossible to understand! I hope that once I find my parents they’ll know what to tell me.

                “Okay.” I say quickly before she runs away from me. I hear her soft footsteps going down the stairs and I chuckle to myself but make a mental note to find out what her secret is. I walk down the stairs and start to smell the aroma of pancakes and syrup. I follow my nose to the source of the delicious smell. John is in a white ‘Kiss the chef’ apron flipping pancakes. His grey streaked blonde hair is still messy from his rest, a lot like Sabrina’s.