"Am I in trouble?" I ask, fidgetting anxiously in my seat. He didn't bother to sit me in the front with him. Part of me is glad for this because I don't know what I would've done if he did. He stops in traffic and glares at me through the front car mirror. His eyes threaten to line with gold--a sign he's angry or aroused. I take the hint and avert my gaze from his, sliding down in my seat.
"So I guess movie night is canceled?" Again he glares at me. I hold his stare this time, challenging him. He sets his jaw and aggressively shifts the car into Park. He turns around in his seat and meets me face to face. My eyes drop immediately respecting his position as Alpha. I hear him readjust and throw the car back into drive. I sigh. Submitting is not on the list of things I do often. It is however on the list of things I do for him often.
Female Felidae's are dominant over male Felidae's. I'm the Alphaess of my Pride, and Alphaess Supreme over all Shapeshifting packs and prides. I was born into my position just like him. It just so happens he was born as Alpha of his pack, and Alpha Supreme over all wolf packs where Male wolves are dominant over female wolves. That's where the problem lies.
We're mated by prophecy, but we don't fit; he wants to control me and I want to control him. Out lifestyles can't, couldn't, and don't work. Above all, cats and dogs have never gotten along. At this rate we never will.
