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I slept till about noon when I heard the tv turn on. Sitting up and stretching I was so hungry. The clothes he gave me last night were on the floor, I put them on. A long white button down shirt and a pair of blue boxers. They were a little big, but it was better then walking around in a thong. Passing the bathroom I noticed my hair was a mess. Grabbing a brush and fixing it, I brushed my teeth and went to the living room.
He was sitting on the couch watching cartoons and eating a sandwich. When I stepped around the corner he about chocked on his food. Smiling I smelled the sandwich.
“That looks good” He didn’t miss a beat swallowing his food.
“You look better” getting up and attacking me with his mouth. I could so get use to this. I laughed when he finally let me go.
“What’s so funny?”
“That was cheesy.” His face flustered.
“I’m not cheesy.” I laughed a little more.
“Not you the sandwich….although now that you mention it.” Grinning, in a teasing fashion. He grabbed me wrapping me around his body and sitting back on the couch. I was sitting on his lap so I could watch tv with him. We split the sandwich and he grabbed another when we finished off the first.
“I bought you some clothes” wrapping his arms around me.
“Ohh, do I dare ask?” turning a little to see him. He smiled.
“What dirty thoughts are you thinking?” tickling my stomach.
“Hey stop that..hah oww” He stopped looking worried.
“Did I hit the wound?”
“Hehehe nope gotcha” jumping out of his lap and swaying back and forth.
“That’s not very nice, you want me to punish you for lying to an Alpha?” He just had to push the power card around. I faked a sad face and looked like I would cry.
“You’d punish me” making my lip quiver. He panicked.
“No…I ..” I burst out laughing before he could finish.
“Your so gullible.” Sticking my tongue out.
“Ohh your so getting it now!” Jumping off the couch, making me dart to the bedroom.
“You can’t catch me…remember” Adding a little more fuel to the fire. The bedroom door closed.
“You can’t run threw doors.” I was jumping up and down on the bed, smiling at him.
“What are you five?” rolling his eyes at me.
“Nope I’m this many” Holding up six fingers. His laughter was intoxicating, and I stopped jumped to watch him.
“Catch” I said running off the bed. He grabbed me.
“Don’t surprise me like that, you could of gotten hurt.” Squeezing me.
“Nope, you always catch me.” He blushed, and I kissed his noise.
“What was that for?” Blinking rapidly.
“Cause I can” His face pushed into my neck smelling me.
“Don’t ever let a Vamp touch you again. They ruin your perfect smell.” kissing my mark.
“I’m sorry” rubbing his head.
“I no” hugging me more. It dawned on me that I didn’t know a whole lot about him.
“Matias?” He grumbled and kept his face in my neck.
“What do you do for a living?” He looked at me, it was a mixture of concern, worry, and scared all rolled into one. A sign came out and he lowered me.
“About that” rubbing the back of his neck. He didn’t want to tell me.
“Matias, I have the right to know. Please tell me.” Holding on to the shirt he was wearing. He looked torn, but nodded.
“You see Luna” No sentence starting with that is ever good. He had me worried and I didn’t like the tight feeling in my chest.
“I’m like the enforcer for the Monarch” watching me closely to see how I would take it. Taking it in, it made sense he was the first one to go after the rouges. Looking back at him, I felt bad making him wait to hear my answer.
“That’s kind of…” He got more worried when I was searching for a better word to use…nope this one works. “Cool” I so wish I had a camera, he face was in utter shock.
“You think my job is cool?” I nodded.
“Yea, why wouldn’t I”
“Because I kill people, and” I stopped him.
“Matias, do you kill people who are good and kind?” He answered.
“No”
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Wolf Talker II
WerewolfAfter being marked by Matias, Luna is now faced with even more tasks. She has to plan a wedding, move her whole life to a new state- and above all live in a pack house for the very first time. Though life is looking up, there are always things that...