Forever My Alpha

16

Yesterday was a whirl wind of craziness.

From my best friend locking lips with Lucas, too Lucy basically having a melt down at the grill. Then Lora seeming to have a heart attack before closing, dropping several bottles of liqueur on to the floor running out.

And that was only the half of it.

My mind was muddled with questions, rolling out of Elijahs arms carefully. Turning, I was shocked to see his torso smooth and completely clear of any evidence of the gruesome cuts from last night. Yes it was weird of him to ask me to lick the wounds but subconsciously something urged me to to do it. Thankfully I was not queasy at the sight of blood and surpisingly it didn't taste all bad, more like a copper spoon. I wanted to touch and see if I could feel where they once were but I didn't want to wake him having came in early this morning with a troubled look.

Quietly I stood up in the slight chill of the room throwing on black tight thermal pants and grey long sleeve shirt with my black boots. Heading down the stairs I grasped my favourite double breasted plaid swinger jacket that thankfully had a black fur line hood I attached under the collar. Writing a quick note to Elijah that I would be checking on my friend and going for a walk with Lucy after. Grasping a bagel smothered cream cheese I headed out the back door.

The walk to my cabin was nice with the sun slowly creeping over the canopy of pine trees. The snow was thick still under the sun's warm rays wondering how much would fall up here. My breath making plumes of fog careful of my footing along a warn trail of paws I was guessing from the wolves. Surpisingly they lead all the way to my house finishing off the last of my bagel heading in. Graciously the door was unlocked heading inside that was comfortably warm. Shaking out the cold shrugging off my jacket, I headed to the kitchen in desperation of a cup of my peach coffee. I just hoped there was still some knowing Arabella loved it just as much as I.

"Oh my god." I gasped covering my eyes to the seen before me. "That is an image I can't unsee for the rest of my life." I gasped while the image of Lucas butt naked in my kitchen pinning Ara's front to the counter was going to hunt me for days. My kitchen will never be looked at the same again. "I'm scarred for life."

"Oh don't be so dramatic." Arabella said hearing Lucas chuckled fading from the kitchen.

Parting my fingers from my eyes, I was glade to see only Ara in front of the island counter crossing her arms, covering her breast. "This is my kitchen your defiling. I think I have the right to be dramatic! What is up with you two? You don't even know him but acting as if you've haven't seen him in years boning his shit like horny teens." I grumbled grabbing a coffee cup needing my caffeine for this conversation pronto.

"Really Seren, "boning his shit". What are you in middle school?" She retorted dryly.

"Obviously I not like a teenager having sex with a random guy the moment you laid eyes on him. God Arabella please that is all holy do not be just using him because his some hot meat you fancy. He's my boyfriend best friend and I don't what you breaking his heart when you leave." I countered pissed that in one morning of being here was already using her charm on another victim and disappointingly on Lucas. Ya the guy was cocky and had a player type of attitude but didn't actually acted on it. He was a good guy and I feared Ara was going to chew him up then spit him out when she got bored, loosing the spark of interest like she did with all the others.

"I'm not going to break his heart!" Blue eyes flaring with rage seeing her hands turn white closing her eyes hearing a deep breath being pulled in before she continued seeming to calm herself. "Remember what we talked about before you left?" She questioned smartly not moving from her spot hiding a reigned I most definitely didn't want to see.