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Protector...

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"Protect that necklace with all you have. If that necklace gets into the wrong hands...the Werewolf kingdom is done for, and we will have nothing left..."

Another dream? What's up with That? I wake up and hear a zipper of a bag zip, then unzip. I open one of my eyes to see Alex standing infront of his bag that he must of grabbed while it was downstairs. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, while he puts on a black t-shirt. I try to look away but I just can't avert my eyes from were his towel lays. "Who's being the pervert now Sienna?" He turns around to stare at me, as I close my eyes shut. He chuckles, as I feel his weight sit right beside me on my bed.

I open my eye, to see Alex putting on his boxer shorts and his black sweatpants. Thank God I didn't see anything other than him putting on his clothes. He lays down on my bed, and sighs. He closes his eyes, and rests there in silence, hands layed flat on his stomach.

I open both my eyes, and sit up slowly, walking over to the hallway leading downstairs.

"I'm so hungry," I murmur as I lead my way into the kitchen, and open the fridge. I stare inside, and see random things. A jar of pickles, cheese, ham, a box of hot pockets, and a whole full bottle of liquor my Aunt bought.

I decide to take out the box of hot pockets, take one out, and place it on a plate, before placing it in the microwave, and waiting for it to finish. I sit down on one of the chairs at the counter, and turn around to see my Aunt passed out on the living room couch. I gladly chuckle and turn around.

"She needed the rest," I gladly say, and stare at a empty liquor bottle on the counter. I sigh and shake my head.

"She really does need the rest," I hear a deep voice say behind me, as I turn around and see that it's only Alex. He stretches as his shirt goes up, showing part of his boxers and his stomach.

"You scared me. Why don't you next time scream. It wouldn't scare me as much," I say sarcastically as I get up out of my chair and go to check on my food.

"Sorry." He sits on one of the other chairs next to mine. I can feel his eyes following me by every move I make, but I ignore him.

I take out the hot pocket as I murmur,"Shit," under my breath, thinking I should've waited until it cooled down. I put the plate down by were I was sitting and settle myself down. I look at Alex who is staring around curiously.

"Are you hungry?" He turns his head to me and stares.

"No, I'm good." He turns away, as I hear his stomach growl. I scoul at him as I pass the plate with the hot pocket on it. He looks down, then up at me.

"Just eat it, you baby." He glares at me, then picks it up and starts eating. I get up and go into one of the cupboards to get a box of cereal and place it down infront of me. Without milk is just how I like it.

"No milk?" He says as those are the only words coming out of his mouth before eating again.

"I like it like this. Don't fucking judge me," I say as I throw a cereal at him.

"Oh I see how it is," As he catches the cereal in mid-air as it falls into his mouth. Wow. I roll my eyes, tilt the cereal box, and spill some into my mouth. My favorite, fruit loops. He finishes eating his meal, the last meal he will be eating here, if he comments one more time on the way I eat, and gets up to throw away the package in the trash, as he puts the plate in the dishwasher.

"Getting used to the house?" I say, getting up, while putting the cereal box in the cupboard and walking up to the sink to wash my hands.

"Yea. Pretty nice house." He says, raising himself on the counter, staring directly at me. I turn off the faucet and walk over to the towel to dry them, as I lean myself against the counter, my elbow rested on it, staring right back at Alex.

"It used to be my Mom and Dad's before giving it to my Aunt, and giving me up for an adoption."

"Tough." He swings his legs back and forth, bumping his inner thigh on the edge of the counter.

"You live with your grandma right?" He looks at me.

"Yea...I had to since I had nobody else to live with, as my mom and died in a wild fire at our last house...while...I wasn't there to help them."

"I'm sorry," I say. I look up at him, my face in a shape of a frown.

"Don't do that face. It's not your fault. It was nobodies." He looks up at me and smirks. I walk towards him as I wrap my arms around him, as he also does so.

"I'm here for you Alex, and I always will be."

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