Lauren burst through the door crying. Her clothes were falling off of her body, tattered and filthy. I was upset that she ruined zander's and my alone time. Zander pulled on some basketball shorts but left his chest bare. I growled at that he should put on clothes from head to toe. I didn't want the pack sluts looking at what's mine.
"what happened Lauren?"
"I was walking here and somebody attacked me" she cried while I snorted.
"was the person human?"
"no he was a rogue. Zander I was so scared" with that she ran into his chest sobbing like an idiot.
I growled in frustration. How dare she touch what's mine. I jumped from the bed and tackled them both to the ground and pulled her by the hair from him. My wolf was at the surface.
"DON'T TOUCH HIM" I growled ferociously she snapped her eyes to me in disbelief. I was to focused on her to realize zander came up behind me and pried my fingers from her hair.
"kitten that's enough" he said it softly but I didn't miss the command behind it. I pretty sure if I were in wolf form my tail would have been between my legs. I instantly released her. I turned around and buried my face into his naked chest to calm my wolf down. She was feeling threatened and she needed reassurance that he was hers. I looked up at him and growled. He allowed this slut to touch him. I spun from his grasp and walked to the closet. I through on one of his baggy shirts and some jeans completely forgetting about undergarments. I walked away from them both. I was having an internal battle with myself. My wolf was whimpering and prancing within my mind wanting to go back to her alpha mate. On the other hand my human side said fuck him and her.
I walked down the steps and headed for the kitchen. No one was here to my surprise. I opened the frig and examined what was in there to calm my nerves. My brilliant mind wander where the alcohol was hiding. I needed to take my mind off of the things that was happening in my life at the moment. I guess you could say I have trust issues. Wouldn't you if your mother left you high and dry? Or your father is too in to his mate and her daughter to give a damn about what's happening in your life at the moment? Maybe I was sounding a little bratty but I needed some reassurance that life wouldn't crumble like it had when my mom left.
After my internal battle with myself I finally found the liquor cabinet. All different types of alcohol was at my disposal. I needed something strong that could numb the pain in my head from over thinking the situation at hand. Wolfsbane came into view. I grabbed the full bottle and popped off the cap and downed half of it. It burned down my throat as I swallowed and continued to burn in my stomach, but I couldn't care less as long as it was distraction from what was happening.
I don't know how I ended up on the floor but I was staring through the now empty Wolfsbane bottle. I wondered where zander was.
"kitten" came the sexiest voice I've ever heard. My wolf purred and needed some type of contact with the peson,
"zander I need you" I whined. My body started heating up.
Zander shook his head and picked me up. My arms went around his neck and legs around his waist. My wolf purred in delight from being close to her mate.
"I need you zander" I whimpered as I buried my head in his neck while I rotated my hips with his. He held me by my ass as he made his way to our room.
