Sayrose POV
We had finished shopping for lingere which I still wasn't completely happy with. We walked to a pizzeria and got lunch. We sat buy a window and I watched the people buzz buy. Grease from my pepperoni and pineapple pizza dripped down my arm and corner of my mouth.
"Excuse me mom I'm going to get a napkin." I said. Hopping off the stool I walked over to the counter and got four or five napkins wiping the orangey grease stains away.
I returned to my seat and finished my yummy pizza. We drove home singing different songs my favorite being "wrecking ball" and my moms favorite "blurred lines". After we got home my mom instructed me to put all my lingerie in a bag along with make up clothes a straightener, toothbrush, and stuff. I did like she said and laid down to take a nap.
I woke up about eleven o clock craving food. I ran down stairs yanking the fridge open. I skimmed through and yanked out the bottle of Nutella. I used a little spoon to rake the creamy substance across my tongue lapping it like a cat.
I put it away and was walking back upstairs when a sharp pain jabbed my side and I screamed falling to the hard ground. I screamed again when the pain went up my spine and into my limbs. I screamed for help as I saw my muscles contracting to the reflexes. Next thing I knew I saw my family but they were all blurry. I tried to feel my cheek but another ripple went down my left side and I contracted into a fettle position. Mainor picked me up and soothed me rocking me in a slow manor. I cried out again when a fire was lit across my hips making me twist into Mainor's shirt. My mother put a cold cloth on my forehead and whispered soothing words to me.
"That mutt better be here soon because so help me god if he dosent come on I'm going to kill him before he can release her." Mikah said pacing the living room.
"Her mate must be high up in ranking if her heat has started this soon." Spencer said calmly at me with careful eyes.
All I remember is a whiff of coffee through my nose and the comfy ness of warm skin before darkness over took me.
"She certainly is beautiful." I heard a soft voice say. Fingers brushed my cheek that sent sparks to my core. I batted my eyelashes a few times before my green orbs gazed across the most beautiful man ever.
He has dark skin and chocolate moused up hair, the back was covered by a dark grey beanie that suited his face perfect. His nose was shortish and cute with few freckles scattered. His nose suited his jawline that was scattered in stubble, I followed his jawline to his chin and up to his lips, they look like they could do so many wonderful things. I looked up to meet his light blue eyes that were staring at my lips. I leaned up to meet his lips closing my eyes until I went cold. A fierce growl ripped through my lips at my loss of contact. I thrashed and punched around. I ended up hitting Easton in his temple and Jonah in his nose before stumbling from their grip to my mates arms.
I felt warm and safe buried under the smell of coffee and a hit of spearmint. His arms laced around my waist buzzing every nerve around him.
"Chill Rosie we were just going to lay down some rules between you two." Jonah said rubbing his already healed nose.
"Don't ever pull me from him I will not hesitate to rip your limbs away like I do my dolls." I spat in his face. Everyone looked at me wide eyed baffled at my comment. I squirmed closer to his chest pressing myself against his hard body. I wonder what was under his shirt...
"Ok kids it's late, Alpha should I make you a separate room?" My father asked. Wait Alpha?
"No Sayrose will be coming home with me for now." My mate said. I couldn't focus on his statement only the way my name rolled off his tongue so perfectly and made me weak in the knees.
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