Eight

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Zayn's Point of View

The last traces of night's sky fade into dawn's golden glow. Dim salmon tinted light spilled between the cracked blinds.

I've been awake for awhile; Tiffany's beauty prevented me from leaving to get dressed for the day even though I had a mountainous pile of paperwork that desperately needed my attention.

In my seven years of being Alpha, I have never met someone who made want to ignore all my Alpha duties just to lie in bed.

She is a captivating little thing.

So adorable.

So precious.

And all mine.

Javadd barked in agreement.

My beautiful mate clung to my bare chest, her hair scattered over the pillow. Her cute little lips turned up in a soft smile. Her sweet scent floating into my nostrils as I nuzzle her curly locks.

Her tiny chest moved up in down. In and out. Slowly and peacefully.

I took my phone out to snap a quick picture, and made it my wallpaper.

Beautiful.

'We should take her out today.' Javadd yawned.

Yeah we can take her to the town center.

'Let's spoil her.'

Agreed.

'Harry.' I called for the curly headed boy over mind link.

'What now? Why did you wake me?'

'That's a nice way to answer your Alpha.' I said mocking a stern voice.

'Yeah yeah. So what'cha want?'

'Can you tell Wailyha to bring some clothes over here for Tiff.'

'Why didn't you just mind link her?'

'I don't want to be the one to wake the beast.'

'So you send me to wake her... '

'Yup.'

'That's really cool mate.'

'I know right.'

'I'm pretty sure there's a bro code law about this.'

'There probably is. Mind link me after you wake her. If you're still alive.'

'Sure Zayn, but you'll pay for this.'

'How I'm the Alpha?'

'Yeah.. Whatever I'll just wake your beastly sister.'

'Okay.'

A couple minutes later Harry says he has awaken Wailyha.

'Zayn, that girl is crazy she chased me out her room with a pencil that she dipped in liquid wolf bane.'

I just laugh. Harry was 19 and he's a Beta. Wailyha is just a little girl.

About fifteen minutes laters. There was a knock on the door. Waliyha's voice was instantly in my head, 'Zayn get your ass up! You better not be asleep after you sent your minion to wake me.'

With a groan, I head downstairs to open the door. Wailyha and Doniya push pass me, inviting themselves right in. Wailyha threw a bag at my face, which I caught before it hit me.

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