ALPHA QUEEN

TWELVE.

Four months later.

...

It was 3 a.m. when I checked my phone. I realized I was still in my clothes from yesterday so I went to take a shower. When I was clean and more relaxed, I put on my underwear, my yoga pants and one of Hector's huge black shirts I stole from him when we were still in high school. He doesn't mind and Lily knows nothing happened between the two of us. I wrapped my hair in a towel and unlocked the door. The hallway was quiet and I thanked the Goddess for that. I was very hungry and didn't want anyone to annoy me while I ate. I walked barefoot down the stairs, just to make sure I don't make too much noise. When I was hidden in the kitchen, I put on the Puma slippers I was carrying in my hands and opened the fridge. On the second shelf in the fridge sat a tray with three plates. There was a big note on the glass of red wine. 

Toni, you rock.

I pulled everything out of the fridge and put it on the counter behind me. I took the glass and sipped on the wine while reading the note by the fridge light:

"My darling, I saved you a plate of everything I made – chicken in cauliflower sauce, baked potatoes, a pumpkin soup with toast bread and your favourite; the „Jaffa" cake. Heat everything except the cake in the microwave. (Just teasing, you're not that stupid. Or...?)

Enjoy the feast, Rosalina!

Oh, and please let that glass of wine stay between us. I don't want to die yet.

One more thing: we need to talk tomorrow so come help me in the kitchen.

Love you, Toni." I chuckled, placed the note beside me and closed the fridge. Since werewolves have very good sight, they can move in the dark without any problem; that's why I didn't turn on the lights. Also, I didn't want mom to come downstairs and see what I was doing in the early morning hours.

I took the plates with the soup and the chicken and placed them into microwaves. My mother thought it was a good idea to have two microwaves in the kitchen and I agree. Sometimes, Toni needs to heat something for himself and I come barging into the kitchen, asking for food. It's easier to manage.

The timer showed there were two more seconds left and I turned the microwave off, not wanting the beeping sound to wake someone. I took out the plates and put them on the counter. Before I sat down, I placed the cake back into the fridge because I like it cold. I finally sat on one of the stools and happily dug into my dinner/breakfast. I ate the soup first and just as I was about to put a yummy piece of chicken in my mouth, he entered the kitchen in nothing but sweats.

His hair was tousled from sleep and he was rubbing his eyes like a little boy. I stopped my staring and continued to eat in silence. At least I tried. Axel took out a water bottle from the fridge and took a large gulp from it.

I want to point out one thing: the light was still off. I heard him sniff the air and I tensed. 

Fuck.

He turned the light on and saw me sitting on a stool, eating. I almost laughed at how ridiculous that must've looked like – a girl eating in the dark. 

Epic.

"What are you doing?" He asked with amusement in his eyes.

"Having dinner?" I answered and he chuckled.