"Mm" Blaise said, looking at me.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"That was good lunch" he smirked.
"Blaise!" I kicked him, and he kept smirking.
"Every time you kick me, we do this again," he said, laughing.
"I can see that," I smiled back, and kicked him again.
He kicked me back gently, and I kicked him again. Only this time, I wrapped my leg around his and pulled myself closer. "But maybe it's what I want," I whisper, and climb back on top of him, smiling and looking directly into his eyes.
"I was hoping you'd say that," he smirked at me, something I was beginning to find extremely adorable, and pulled my head down towards him gently. We kissed again, something I've grown so used to, and just to be sure, I kicked him gently.
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"I'm hungry, still." Blaise said, a few hours later when we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, "that was good, but not filling."
"Blaise!" I punched him gently in the arm, "but yeah, I'm hungry too."
"So no kicking?" He said, rubbing his arm where I hit it.
I smiled at him, and suggested we go out.
"Sure, where?"
"Um I don't know"
"Wherever you want, Princess."
"Princess now?"
"Mhm," he smiled at me and kissed the top of my head, "And I'm the prince," he smiled.
"I like that. Prince Blaise has s nice ring to it."
"Princess Cecily is more beautiful."
I smiled shyly, and snuggled closer to Blaise's chest. "You know," I started, my cheek pressed against his stomach, my arms around his neck, "You're actually quite comfy." I smiled up, and he leaned down and kissed my forehead.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Let's get pizza."
"Good idea." I smiled, "But wait. I don't have any other clothes, Temp'll be here soon with about a week's worth."
"A week?" His face lit up, and I nodded.
"Yeah. My dad's pretty pissed... After talking to you, he stormed into the house and shouted at me. So I left and came here." I saw his expression, and it was pretty unhappy, "But I'm glad he did because I get to stay here with my second favorite person."
"Second?" He cocked his head in confusion and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you're my second favorite person. I thought you'd notice that by now."
"Who's number one?"
"Does it matter?"
"Uh..no.. I guess not."
"Good," I smile at him. He looked a little confused, although he claims he wasn't. "I'm going to the bathroom." I stated, standing up like it was the most important news ever.
"Ok..." He chuckled.
"It's meeee," I whispered, referring to his earlier question.
With a sigh, he said, "I love you, Cec, but you really need to see someone."
"Oh, I know." I smiled and giggled slightly, then planted a kiss on his collar bone... Mainly because that's where I could reach. He curled his fingers under my chin and pulled me in for a kiss. I pushed him away gently, and he looked at me, slightly hurt, his head cocked in confusion. "I gotta pee, Blaise."
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The Alpha's Pick
WerewolfOnce a litter, a female werewolf is born. Since females were uncommon, males would sometimes have to wait years and years to find theirs. The Avaline twins are a special case, especially Cecily. Every year, the alpha male chooses his alpha female. S...