I started to take off my clothes, wincing slightly as they came across my bruised ribs. I sighed a little. I glanced at the mirror, assessing the damage, that had been given to me. "So, couple of bruised ribs and some scratches. Not that bad." With that I went to pull on my jeans, as the door opened and someone walked in, closing and locking the door behind him.
"You should change in the bathroom," a sexy growl sounded, making my body shiver slightly. "Any male could walk in here and see what's mine."
I looked in the mirror and saw brownish-goldish eyes, staring back at me through the reflection. "You didn't want me. Remember?" I asked, as I reached for my shirt to put it on.
There was a feral growl, and my shirt was ripped from my hands, as I uttered a small 'hey'. He touched the scars on my stomach and traced them, making my body shiver a little with his touch. "Who did this?" he asked with a snarl in his voice.
"The rogue I killed," I muttered. "I didn't lie about that."
David growled a little. "What's going on between you and that male?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes as he started to rub his hands up and down my waist, after he had tossed my shirt. "There is nothing between Frank and I," I said, keeping the moan out of my voice. Damn, this feels so good. "Remember, I am going to be a married woman when my fiancé is back."
David growled out and turned me around so that I was facing him. He pushed me up against the mirror and attacked my lips, kissing them senseless.
It took me a couple of minutes before I could comprehend what was happening to me. I hid an eyeroll, as I took some of his hair, pulling it and making him groan. I wrapped one leg around his, making him think that I was going to actually do it.
Anger coursed through my body as I shoved him back, surprising him. He stumbled and fell. I punched him in the face and the gut. "Never do that again, or else I'll kill you." With that I grabbed my stuff and left the room, angry.
How dare he kiss me like that, if he didn't mean it.
I mean, come on. I'm not stupid. I know that he doesn't care about me. His wolf did, but not him. If he did care, then he wouldn't have rejected me, and I wouldn't feel as helpless as I did now.
***
"Wallace more time tomorrow," Master Yushi said noticing me storm out of the changing rooms.
I nodded my head a little, before dropping my bag and pulling on my shirt and leather jacket, before pulling on my boots. "Gladly," I replied.
"Man, what got in your panties?" Frank asked as came to the front, spying me. "I haven't seen you this mad, since I don't know, when that bastard left Ash and Sam."
I glared at him for bringing that up. "And I'm still not over it. If I find that bastard, his manhood is coming off, and I'll do it with a rusty, sharp spoon. Now, are you ready?"
Frank nodded his head. "As ever," he said and we started to walk out. He placed his arm around my waist, and I really didn't care, anymore. He was one of my bestest friends, and I knew that the slinging of the arm wasn't anything to worry about.
I mean, he did have a wife and I had a "husband".
"Bitch," the female muttered. However, she was close to where I was at so I heard her.
I twisted around, out of Frank's arm and got into the female's face. "Excuse me," I hissed out. All I saw was red and anger. "What did you call me?"
The female, who I'm thinking was "Luna" Kate, glared at me. Let me tell you something, she was short. She was about 5'3. She had blonde hair, big boobs, and cake plastered all over her face. Well, make-up, but still there was a lot. She was mainly a fake bitch, and she had no right to call me a bitch.
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I Saved the Alpha and the Pack (1st book Saving Series) (Completed)
Werewolf(This book has been edited) 38 year old, Jessica Wallace, had a secret. She had a secret that no one had ever heard of, until she had written what had happened down in a journal. Her secret, was that she was supposed to be mated to a Werewolf named...
