Courage Don't Leave Me

Foreign

I did ask he asked. As soon as he left the room I went to the bathroom where I found myself a fluffy black towel and started the water. I closed and locked the door shut. Once I was in I took in my features in the mirror over the large sink. My hair was tangled in knots and I still had dried blood wiped across my face and under the edges of my fingernails. I slowly removed the shirt from my body that came off with ease. My bare flesh reacted to the colder temperatures and I had goosebumps all over. My breasts were stained red and I still had slight bruising under my arms and around my stomach from my rib cage. I drew soft circles over the areas with my finger tips and proceeded to step out of the pants. I twisted my ankle about and put all my weight on it to make sure it could hold me before I stepped into the warm embrace of the water beating a rhythm upon my sore muscles. 

I soaked in the water for about an hour before forcing myself to step out and take on my life. I got out and covered myself up into the towel and brushed my teeth. I wiped away the steam from the mirror and took on final look at myself before stepping out of the bathroom. I stepped up to the edge of the bed where there were clothes laid out for me. I took the cotton material of the crop top into my hands. It was fitting and strapless. Under it was a pair of black skinny jeans, leather jacket and undergarments. The nicest I've ever had in my lifetime. They're a dark red lace strapless bra and matching underwear with a black bow on the middle of both pieces. 

I laughed to myself and Ava purred in response suggesting that mate bought them for us. I could only laugh harder and put the clothing on. You could see the rim of the lace bra peeking above crop top to make the girls stand out and add a little color to my outfit. Once everything was on and I was looking fine as hell I found a pair of combat boots sitting on the chest next to the weapons for me. They had a two inch heel to help with my shortness and they laced up the front. On the outside of both shoes was a matching red rune to the one on my side. It was custom made for me. 

Overall my attire looked badass. I went into the bathroom one last time to apply eyeliner, mascara and blood red lipstick to my face and to dry my hair to perfection. It rolled in waves down my back and flowed down past my right eye. I looked stunning. 

With a training knife in my boot, a handgun in the waist band of my pants and a pair of ninja stars in my jacket pocket I left the room. 

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I descended the stairs after checking in on my sleeping brother and found my way into the kitchen where I found him waiting for me like he told me he would. He was seated at the island with two other men discussing pack matters. When I walked in my scent washed over everyone. The other two male werewolves saw me first. My mates back was turned to the entrance of the kitchen. 

Both men's jaws dropped. Their eyes devoured my looks. Lingering on my chest a little longer than necessary before dropping to scan the length of my legs and back up again. I smirked and crossed my arms across my chest and leaned against the door frame. It didn't take long for them to register that what they were doing was the worst decision of their lives. My mates claws came out and he slammed his hands on the counter. His nails dug into the granite and gouged it into long marks making the worst high pitched wail. I had to put my hands over my ears and his pack members' ears were bleeding by the end of the brutal scrape. Luckily it didn't affect my ears. 

He growled in one more warning before both of them had heads bowed and wouldn't look at me anymore. I do admit that I am a little pissed at him for being so rude to them. But at the same time they were making me uncomfortable. It didn't stop me from sauntering my way over there and yelling at him though. 

"You piece of shit! Why would you ever hurt your pack members like that?! Are you truly as ruthless as they say you are?" I screamed at him. "Prove to me that what they all said was lies or I will have no problem walking out on you with my brother."

His ears picked up at my voice. First in anger for fighting back and then regret when I made the message clear. His claws retracted slowly and he stood up and turned towards me to acknowledge me. The stool screeched across the floor when he pushed it out of the way and looked at me. He took a minute to take me in. I look intimidating when i'm not injured and falling apart. I still have the blood of an alpha flowing through my veins and i'm not afraid to fight back. He jutted his chin at me and crossed his arms when he was finished looking me up and down. I never zipped my jacket up so my stomach was on full display along with the little bit of boobage peeking over the lace and crop top. 

I jutted my chin out as well and stood straight to look him dead in the eyes. The boots helped with my height and I could stare straight into his eyes although he was still taller than me. I gave him my best resting bitch face and stared him down. I would not allow him to leave the room without an apology to his men. And I was going to make sure they heard it loud and clear. 

"Apologize to them. NOW." I demanded. He looked taken aback and I heard the gasp from the guys across the island. No one ever tries to challenge an alpha let alone command one. But here I am an alphas daughter trying to teach my alpha mate manners. There was no way in hell I would live with a mannerless mate. 

"Do you think angering me is going to get you anywhere Chéri?" the pet name took me by surprise. I don't think that he knows that I grew up learning French as a kid. Two can play the name game. 

"Well I don't think angering me is going to get you anywhere either now is it Mitri?" a shock went through me at the name and it definitely made the wheels turn in his head as well. He looked back at me and whispered an apology to the guys before leaving the room and stalked out of the house. 

I reeled at the realization that I used a nickname of someone from my dream on him. I don't even know the guy let alone his name. So who was I to give him a nickname that I don't even remember giving anyone in my lifetime. I looked back at the guys who were gawking at the doorway and snapped my fingers to get their attention. 

"Yo. Dimwits. You're gonna catch flies. Close your mouths. Now tell me who he is." the authority in my voice startles them and the eldest is quick to answer. 

"Alpha Dimitri Edwin Xandros ma'am." I nod my head in approval. I knew the name meant something to me. It was a powerful name, one of a strong position in the world. He is the king of all packs after all. I just needed to be sure that I was with the right pack. 

The Midnight Moons Pack. My new home.