The Alpha and The Protector [Editing in Progress]

chapter 3

I felt someone running their fingers down my arm, leaving tingles in its awake. My eyes fluttered open to find Liam smiling down at me. Oh how I have dreamt of waking up to Liam's face. I reached my hand out and traced his jawline. My thumb grazed over his lips, yearning to kiss them. I looked up at his beautiful green eyes to find them looking at me with such tenderness.

"Morning Liam," I said softly, smiling up at him without breaking our gaze. 

"Morning sleeping beauty."  

I snorted at him. He just rolled his eyes. "You know, I missed all the pranks we used to do. They were so fun. The planning and the preparations. I loved your reactions. Now that we are- wait, we aren't enemies anymore, are we?" I said, looking up at him. 

Before he replied, he thought about it. "No. We are no longer enemies, but something else. I know that I love you"- my heart sped up-"and we're mates. I have nothing."

My mind came to a halt when he said he loves me. I don't think my feelings for him include love. Not yet anyways. Maybe my wolf loves him.

For the past three years before I ran away, I had a crush on him. For the four years since I ran away, I have always known that my feelings for him isn't just some innocent crush. Now that we are mates, I guess my feelings for him will eventually turn out to be love. My wolf loved him ever since I laid my eyes on him. But the human in me will take some time.

"It's okay if you don't love me. You have all the time in the world to love me. I know it's a little early. But I do love you," He said, with so much understanding. My heart swelled with happiness at the mention of him loving me. 

"Okay. Not enemies, but almost true lovers." I said. 

"You guys! Em! Will! Breakfast!" Someone yelled from downstairs.

"Well, let's go. Imma wash up first," I said, getting up.  

Once I was out of my bed, Liam smacked my ass. I let out a squeal, then whirled around to him, my hand on my butt.

You know what he did? He laughed at me. You know what he said? "It was an urge I had to relieve." 

I glared daggers at him, walking backwards so he wouldn't 'relieve' anymore urges.  

Once I was a few feet away from him, I turned around and ran into the bathroom. I locked my door and he was still laughing. 

That guy, you gotta love him. 

I brushed my teeth then washed my face. I looked up at the mirror to check out my hair. Oh jeez. It's even more frizzier than I left it last night. I plugged in my hair straightener and started attacking my hair with my comb. After all my knots were combed out, I straightened my hair. 

Five minutes later, ta dah! Me done! 

You would think I would act more mature after four years of learning and using my abilities. Four years of me thinking about what had almost happened that day. I used to be a bubbly but mischievous little girl. I was so carefree and so free spirited according to the others. Guess what? I'm still that girl. What changed was my knowledge of the protectors. My maturity level has nothing to do with my abilities. It's based on my decisions and how I want to live.

I sure do love talking to myself.

Taking my iPod out of one of my bag, I plugged in my earphones, listening to Brighter Than The Sun by Colbie Caillat. I love her songs. They make me feel happy. 

Skipping my way to the kitchen, I was feeling refreshed and happy. I entered the kitchen, singing the song under my breath, not realizing I was effecting those who could hear me. Still singing, I took out the toast from the plate and spread jam all over it. I moved my shoulders side to side along with the tune of the song.