Don't Burn Out (Currently Editing)

Twenty-Three

"Well the first thing we need to discuss is the pre war gala." At my place beside Zayn at the large oval table in the main pack house, I listen carefully as he begins the meeting. "It is in four days the twelfth of September and it will be held at a hotel in the city thanks to my Gamma Louis."

"I don't trust Joshua. Knowing him, he'll probably attack us or at lease one of our packs while we are away at the gala..." Zander began.

"Yes. Joshua will have us right where he wants us alone with him, leaving our packs defenceless." Cleopatra adds on to Zander's statement.

"Umm," I pause as everyone's eyes flock to me. "I do not think Joshua will attack that soon. He knows even with the rouges he is working with, he is outnumbered. Joshua enjoys mind games. That will be his greatest weapon. He wants us all to go mad thinking about his next move. I say we stay on high alert until he is dead. Until then do not analyze his every move because that is what he wants."

The table is silent for a moment and I fear I misspoke; then Zayn began to speak.

"You're right, kitten. It's far too early to begin thinking about his next. For now I think we each should have a groups of Etas on call in or around the hotel since the city is no-mans-land. We also need Epsilons patrolling each of our individual packs and the land in between our packs twenty four hours every day."

"Agreed. We may also need a system of shifts where groups switch who runs the border of the pack and in between packs.

After hours of discussing a multitude of issues concerning Joshua and the upcoming war, it was getting late so we decided to put a pause on the meeting and get back to our discussion at a later date.

"Can someone please call Preston, and get him up to speed? I would but honestly talking to that lunatic right now.." Zayn begged as we stood in front of our home talking for a bit before the others began their drives home.

"I got you." James, Cleopatra's mate and Luna, said giving Zayn a one armed "bro hug" and patting him on the back.

"Thanks man."

Then James smiled at me. "It was great meeting you, Tiff."

The rest of the group said their goodbyes and one by one they got into their cars and drove away.

Beside me Zayn, rolled his eyes and relaxed his shoulders. "Finally they're gone.."

I just rolled my eyes and smiled as he took my hand a pulled inside our home.

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When everyone was gone, Zayn and I went to make some dinner for us. I cut up some mangos, red peppers, and cilantro for a mango salsa. The whole meeting was still on my mind. It was very stressful, and tomorrow we were going announce the war to the entire pack. Zayn's gaze bores into the side of my face.

"Tiffany stop."

"Stop what?"

"Stop thinking about the war, and pay attention to me. I'm very needy." He grabs my hand and pulls me against him. "I'll finish this. Go set the table."

"Yessir Alpha Malik."

He rolled his eyes then kissed the tip of my noes. "I love you."

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Zayn's Point of View

After dinner, me and Tiffany cuddled up in our bed to watch a marathon Twilight movies. We are currently on New Moon.

"Who jumps off a cliff just to have an hallucination of their boyfriend who just dumped them?" She asked glaring at the now drowning Isabella Swan.

"Apparently Bella does." I rubbed her tummy. She was currently laying across my chest, her head in the crook of my neck and shoulder, and my left hand was under her breast, my right just inches above her hip bone. Her hair was still in messy curls from this mornings training, so, much to my dismay, it was now in a messy bun. I liked how long and curly her hair was, and I liked to play with it a lot.

I liked the way it framed her body, and swished when she walked, the way the light from the t.v. made it appear blue, and I also liked the way it always smelled of honey and coconut oil.

I didn't like when she straightened it or put it up.

'Do you have like a hair fetish?'

Shut up, Javadd!

My wolf cackles wildly before going silent.

I pull Tiffany closer to me, and nuzzle her neck. She purrs, subconsciously tilting her head to the side giving me better access to the exact spot on her neck where I would mark her. My fingers run along the side of her breast, drawing a shiver out of my little kitty. My lips at her neck. Soft gentle kisses became, slower more sensual, sucky kisses. There are a line love-bites along her neck. She whispers my name.

I slip my hand under her shirt, and make my away up to her breast. "Tiffany, baby." I whisper against her sweet skin.

"Hmm." She hums, she tilts her head so I could see her beautiful brown eyes.

"I love you, baby." I whisper against my mate's sweet lips before kissing her.

"I love you too, Z."

I smiled at the new nickname. I lean down and kiss her soft lips.

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The credits of Breaking Dawn Part 2 roll, and Tiffany lightly snores in my arms. I flick off the television, and pull Tiffany and myself on our sides.

"Goodnight my baby."

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Hi! Happy late asf holidays and Happy New Year!! So cute chapter, right? I know it's pretty short, but I have more things coming now. Tiffany is such a precious little baby I love her and I ship her and Zayn more than an author should. And the were watching my favorite movies!!!! I SHIP THE HELL OUT OF THEM

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All the love xx

- Ashley 👸🏾🖤