His Little Spitfire

Chapter 03: Sparks

Wyatt's POV

I trail soft kisses down her neck, and suck on the spot where she will bare my mark soon. My wolf grins. 'Mine' he growls protectively.

I nod agreeing and I hear our little mate moan. She shivers. Tingles are shooting everywhere.

"Alpha?" Dawson speaks quietly. My wolf growls wanting to spend more time with mate. I pull away, and as soon as I do, she whimpers.

She looks up at me her big brown doe eyes. They're so beautiful. I give her a smile and kiss her nose, she twitches and giggles.

"What's your name?" She asks and looks around me and raises an eyebrow at the others. The bow theirs heads a little.

"Luna." They smile kindly at her, she sticks her tongue out at them. They laugh, and walk closer.

"My name is Wyatt, Alpha of the Whitefire pack." I boasted smirking at her.

"Awesome!" She giggles and whisper 'Wyatt.' My wolf growls in satisfaction. She growls lowly, and looks at the ground. I look at her confused and worried.

"Love, are you okay?" I ask carefully, pulling her into my arms. She wraps her arms around my waist and nuzzles her face into my chest.

"I'm just tired." She yawns and closes her eyes. I pick her up and turn around and start walking back to the pack house.

I'm so glad I found her. She's incredibly beautiful. Her beautiful brown eyes, shine brighter then the sky. Her silky brown hair, her incredible sexy body. Her curves in all the right places.

Thinking about her, is making my friend...well he wants to say hello. My wolf laughs at me.

'Deal.' He laughs.

"You know, I could give you control and let you see how it feels." I respond smirking.

'No, thanks.' He responds shutting up quickly. I block him out.

I laugh out loud, my beautiful angel squirms a little. I look down and frown. She's sweating, and mumbling something.

The pack house comes into view. I walk a little faster and once I get to the house, I walk in and walk to my room and lay her carefully on the king size bed. She opens her eyes slightly and looks at me.

"Please stay with me." She mumbles quietly shutting her eyes again. I nod, and lay against the headboard, she curls into me. Laying her head on my chest and arm wrapped around my waist.

God, she is so damn adorable. That was the last thought I had before I dozed of into a deep slumber.

Braylen's POV

I wake up, warmth. I snuggle closer to the warmth. I yawn, looking up I see Wyatt. I giggle. He looks so cute, his lips pursed, his hair slightly sticking up.

He's shirtless, so I take this time and stare at his toned chest, and his 8 pack abs. I crawl from u see is arm, and try to find the bathroom, I finally find the bathroom.

I go in and do my business. I wash my hands, the soap smells like woods. I smile and walk out of the bathroom. I noticed the bed is empty. I pout, then smirk.

I run to his closet and step in it. My eyes shine brightly, and my smirk grows wider.

'You're so weird.' Dakota laughs at me.

"We're the same person." I remind her biting my lip. I grab one of his t-shirts and go in the bathroom and take a shower.

I wash my hair with his 'old spice' shampoo + body wash. I finish and step out, and dry myself off.

I slip his t-shirt on and, it falls mid-thigh. I smirk and walk out of the room, not bothering to put any panties on. Oh wait, I don't have any. I laugh out loud.

"Marco!" I shout loudly, and hiding my giggle.  I wait a few seconds. I don't get a response. I pout and skip around the top floor, singing 'Heaven' by Kane Brown.

"Everybody talks about heaven like they can't wait to go. Saying how it's going to be so good and beautiful." I sing and smile.

"You have a beautiful voice." I hear someone say.

I turn around and notice it's one of the guys that was growling at me yesterday. I tilt my head a little and pucker my lips.

"Um...thank you.." I looks down and blush.

He smiles at me. "You're welcome Luna. Wyatt is downstairs in the kitchen." He nods his head to the left. I look towards the left and there are the stairs.

"Oh." I mumble loudly. He laughs and walks beside me and we walk into the kitchen.

"Oh...Marco. Thank you love pie." The guy next me looks at me shocked, but I wink at him.

"You're very welcome darling." He emphasized the word darling. I burst into a fit of giggles when Wyatt looks at him and growls.

"Mine." He roars and stocks towards us. I meet him in the middle, and wrap my arms around him. He nuzzles his head in my neck and growls lowly.

"Yours." I whisper quietly. He kisses my neck softly.