GROWLY (The Werewolf Alpha King) ✔

20. Men Are Assholes

GROWLY

20. Men Are Assholes

Alyona:

It felt good.

Spending my time with Growly.

He's such a different person from what I imagined him to be.

May be, I should let him claim me?

As much as I have learned about the Werewolves and Mates, I shouldn't regret it.

But I will literally have to let him sink his canines in my jugular.

I shivered at that thought.

But, it should be good.

I drifted off to sleep with Claim and Growly on my mind.

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I woke up and checked time. It's 7am.

Really?

I slept that much?

Wow.

It's amazing.

I feel like, I have slept after ages.

After stretching and taking a good shower. I slipped in to my regular clothes and exited the room with a mission to ask Growly to mark me.

As soon as, I opened the door. I saw Growly waiting with his hands in his pockets. I gasped in surprise.

He was immediately by my side. "Are you Okay?"

I nodded with a smile.

He shook his head, with a grim expression."Please, tell me what's wrong. Me not claiming you might be taking a troll on you."

I rolled my eyes. "I was just surprised to see you. As I was about to come and look for you."

He frowned.  "Is everything Okay?"

I nodded, as I looked straight in to his eyes. "I... I wanted to ask you to claim me."

He opened and closed his mouth like a catfish. "You don't have to do it, if you don't want to. Really, Alyona."

I gave him a blank stare, as I raised my eyebrows at him. "I said, I want you to claim me. Did you miss the 'I want' part?"

He shook his head again. "No. I'm doing no such thing. I know, how things go between humans. It's too early for you. And, I understand. Really. You do-"

I groaned in frustration. I want him to claim me. No. I need him to claim me. It's because, I want to give us a real shot. Why doesn't he get It? "I'm asking you to do it. What's your issue? Why do I feel like, you don't want to claim me?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

He shook his head, yet again. "We haven't even kissed yet. I know you ain't read-"

I was done with his stubborness. I jumped on my toes, grabbed his face and pressed my lips to his.