Alpha Roman

Seven

Abigail's POV

Once again they looked at me like I grew two heads. "You know what werewolves are, but you don't know what mates are?" Margret said in shock, and I nodded my head. "Well, a mate is someone that loves you with all of their heart and would do anything to protect each other." As she was explaining what mates are I was nodding my head in understanding.

"That seems like a dream," I said with a half smile and Margret returned it with a knowing smile of her own "Well I'm glad that you think so because you have one and he loves you very much even though he just met you," She said, and I was shocked.

"I have a mate?" I asked and tilted my head to the side in confusion. "Yes," She said and smiled. I have someone who has been looking for me for who knows how long. That must have been torture to know that the one you were made for in not in your arms. "Who is he?" I asked a little hesitantly.

Margret still had that smile on her face, and I heard Roman intake a breath. "Well Roman is dear," She said, and my head shot to look at Roman. When I looked at him, he had an honest smile on his face as he was looking down at me.

We stared at each other for a few seconds, and I was about to say something but the door slammed open and something tackled me to the floor. I yelped, and I heard Roman say "Alexa, get off her now!" He practically growled at the body that was on top of me. I felt the pressure on me get off, but I didn't want to open my eyes.

"You scared her!" Roman said/growled at Alexa. I felt warm hands pick me up and engulfed me. It wasn't the kind of warmth that you get when your skin heats up it more of a feeling on the inside, and I feel like my heart just grew wings of gold. I leaned into the arms the held me and felt tingles going up and down my arms as my heart soared.

Suddenly the arms started to talk, and they sound just like Roman "What are you doing here, Alexa?" Roman asked in a stone voice. "I came here to see my little brother's mate, obviously," A woman's voice said in a 'duh' tone. I pushed away from the warmth of Roman's arms reluctantly and looked at who came through the door.

When I looked up, I saw a beautiful woman who seems to be in her high twenties with blonde hair that goes's down to her back, blue eyes that could rival the sky, and tan skin that make her seem like she has seen a lot of sun in her days.

From the conversation that I just overheard Alexa is Roman's older sister. As I was getting up, I felt Roman reluctantly to let me go and for some reason that made me smile a little. When Alexa looked into my eyes, her eyes widened. "OMG I LOVE YOUR EYES" She screamed, and Margret, Logan, and Roman covered their ears from the loud scream.

Alexa calmed down when she realized that she was screaming. She walked over to me and got down on her knees so we were face to face. "Hello my name is Alexa," She said with a smile as she held out her hand for me to shake. I looked down at my lap and shook her hand "My name is Abigail," I said shyly.

Alexa squealed and hugged me "Your so cute!" She said and squeezed me. "Careful Alexa!" Roman said and gently grabbed me back into his arms, and I'm not complaining. I could feel his smile when I didn't pull away from him.

Alexa looked down at my body, and her face turned into a scowl. "Oh come on," She said and I jumped in surprise "How can you be so big?" I looked down at myself and saw that the shorts showed more then I would have liked, and the sweater was so tight it looked like it was going to burst from my breast not to mention that it showed a little bit of my stomach.

"I'm of averadge size." Alexa said and I heard a growl from Roman, and a blanket was pulled over me from the bed. Romans' arms wrapped around my waist trapping me within his warmth. "Alright, it's ten o'clock in the morning, so I'm going to try to find some clothes that fit her, and we'll leave Abigail to take a shower," Margret said, and everyone except Roman got up off the floor.

A moment later Roman reluctantly let go of me and stood up. I stayed on the floor with a blanket on me until they all left. Once I saw the door close I stood up and  hesitantly walked into what I think is the bathroom.

It took me a minute to figure out how to turn the shower on, but once I did, I stripped off the small clothes and stepped into the tub. I turned on the cold water out of habit, and I grabbed the first bottle that was closest to me. The container said 'Shampoo' I opened the bottle and smelt the soap.

It smelt like coconut and cinnamon. Precisely what Roman smells like, coconut and cinnamon. I used it and did that same with the conditioner and body wash. Just as I was washing off the body wash I heard a knock on the door that startled me "Abigail, I'm going to leave some clean clothes out by the door!" Margret said "Thank you." I said back hoping that she heard me.

After I was done washing off the body wash, I grabbed a towel and dried my body as well as my hair. I wrapped my body in the towel and cracked the door open and looked out into the room. Once I was sure that one body was in the room, I walked out of the bathroom and into the room.

I changed into the clothes that were given to me, a pair undergarments with skinny blue jeans that have rips in them but have white string covering them, and a lose breezy light purple t-shirt with socks and white converse shoes.

Once I changed into the clothes, I went back into the bathroom and I combed my hair with my fingers and brushed my teeth with the new toothbrush that was by my clothes. I let my hair air dry and left it in it's natural wavy curls.