“you wouldn’t reject me” he said quietly like he was afraid it was true.
“Are you sure?” I asked him.
“You can’t, I’m an Alpha-“
“I could” I said like I was thinking about it.
“But you wouldn’t” he said.
“Wouldn’t I?” I responded. He took a step forward grabbing my face and pressing my lips to his. Sparks and tingles shot through my body warming me to the core. Shit I’m kissing him.
I shoved him off, curling my fist and clocking him in the face, his head snapped to the side and pain shot up my fist.
“What the fuck are you doing” I asked, more like yelled at him.
“I was showing you why you can’t reject me” he told me rubbing his jaw.
“I can fucking reject you if I want, but forcing yourself on me isn’t the way to do it dumbass” I told him quite loudly.
“I wasn’t-“ he froze his eyes went black and I automatically took a step back, I knew when werewolves eyes went black, to back the fuck off. Their either about to kill you, or rape you, and right now I couldn’t decide which one was worse.
His eyes snapped to me “Why are you backing up?” he asked his voice back to normal.
“I thought you were going to shift” I told him.
“look I'm sorry just don’t reject me” he said in a pleading voice.
“Ash-“
“I have to go” he said quickly and took off for the lining of the woods, pulling clothes off as he went. I took a deep breath and got in my car driving to pick Ollie up. I went and signed him out and we went to the movies together, and got ice cream.
Because ice-cream cures every-fucking-thing.
We went home and I started making spaghetti while Ollie played a video game in the living room. I put half in one bowl and half in the other and went to the living room setting one in front of him grabbing the other controller.
We ate and played until there was a knock at the door. I ignored it and Ollie was so into his game I'm not even sure he heard it. The knocking got louder and more forceful, I groaned.
Until it stopped, I knew who it was before they walked into my living room.
“Why didn’t you answer the door?” Ash asked.
“Why didn't you go the hell away when I didn’t answer the door?” I retorted killing a zombie.
“I wanted to see you” he replied.
“Welp now you’ve seen me the door is to your left.” I replied.
“I meant I wanted to talk to you” he corrected.
“Go ahead I'm listening” I answered.
“Alone” he said.
“I'm busy” I said back, muttering some curse words under my breath from this fucker on the screen.
“Rogues came into my pack, and I want you to come stay with me for a while until their gone since your on the territory line” he said.
“That’s never going to happen, the territory line is about 2 miles away and I can take care of myself” I said looking back at him.
“Please, just so I know you’re safe” he said.
“No, I am safe, I can take on a rogue any day” I told him.

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The Alpha's Son
WerewolfDeidre Mathews, a nice, sometimes bitchy, hilarious, reserved, being; looking after Ollie, the eight year old who curses like a sailor and eats three times the normal amount for any kid his age, has finally settled down. No more explosions. No more...