Game On Alpha

She Smokes?

Derek's POV

As she crept out of sight I turned to the blonde in my arms. "I think you should leave." I stated. "What?!" She protested. And with that I walked into my room. I went over to my notebook and my guitar. What to write.

It has to be good. I managed to get two verses in before I wanted to leave. This song was gonna be harder than I expected. I walked out of my room and followed the scent of my mate. There she was. She was standing with Layla on the border, smoking. Woah wait smoking?! I walked over to her.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?!" Her eyes that I had missed so much looked up at me, shocked and hurt. "I'm smoking not that you care." I scoffed. "Of course I care! Why are you smoking?"

She just focused on the sky. "Just go back to that slut of yours." I was mad, but understood. "I kicked her out. We didn't do anything. I'm sorry Kat. I'll make this up to you somehow." And with that I walked away. Knowing I had a plan.

Katerina's POV

"I kicked her out. We didn't do anything. I'm sorry Kat. I'll make this up to you somehow." Then he walked away. I wanted to scream for him to come back, but I didn't. He said he was gonna make it up to me, and I was gonna let him. "Kat?" Layla asked. "Yeah?"

"What do you think he's gonna do?"

"I don't know Layla I really don't."

"He better do a good job. Or I'll cut his balls off." She winked when she said this making us both laugh like crazy.

When we got back in the pack house everyone just stared at us, and gave us exciting smiles. Me and Layla exchanged nervous glances. "What was that about?" Layla asked as we walked towards our room. "I'm assuming this." We were standing in front of our door, except now it was decorated with roses and hearts. A note was at the front.

My name was printed on it. "Well open it! The suspense is killing me." Layla practically shouted. I opened it and instantly recognized the hand writing,

My Dearest Katerina,

It's been a while huh? I'm sorry for being a douche. You needed me and I reacted the wrong way. I need you to, I don't know try and forgive me? Oh and don't worry there is more to come! :)

-Derek

"Ooooo! Romantic! Let's go in!" Layla said ruining the moment. Then she opened the door, and dragged me in. A gasp escaped my lips. There around the room was photos, roses, presents, and chocolates Layla was already devouring. "Mmmmm! This is like a foodgasm! Derek did well." I just laughed oh Layla.

I walked around the room, and looked at the pictures. Smiling like crazy. Some were of me, others of me and Derek. How he got them beats me. There was one of me and him kissing in the rain, another of me looking at the sky, another of our dinner, and just the short memories we had made.

He even had one of me dancing with that stupid wine box in my underwear. I also went around and collected the roses. There was conveniently a vase. Oh Derek planning everything. "I think he really overdid himself." Layla said looking around. "Yeah he did, but I'm not quite ready to go running into his arms yet." She smiled at my comment.

"Just wait." I gave her a confused look. "What do you mean?" She laughed an evil laugh. "Well this card marked with my name just gave me some info." I dived for the car sadly Layla was too fast. "I. Hate. You. Layla!" As I said this she grabbed her lighter and lit the card on fire! "Love ya babe!" Then she ran. I was going to chase after her if she hadn't already slammed the door and locked it.

"Did you trap her?" Asked Derek's voice. "Yeah but you owe me she's gonna kill me!" Replied Layla. "I can hear you!" I screamed which just resulted in them laughing. I pulled out a cigarette.

You see werewolves have extreme healing abilities, making us immune to the damage of cigarettes. What was that jerk planning?