The Feral, Alpha K

NINE

I now understood that I would need to take a different approach when it came to him. How do you show affection to someone who's never felt it before? I would have to take it slow if I try too quickly he'd only pull away.

"Can I ask you a question?" I whispered softly, I was doing my best to come sound comforting and non confrontational.

"What is it?" He muttered sounding very passive aggressive. He has a barrier up, in attempt to keep me away.

"There's actually a lot of things I want to know, I feel in the dark." Perhaps if I opened up about how I felt, he'd be sympathetic towards me.

"I don't care how you feel." He let go of me before brushing past me and walked up the stairs. I bit my lip instinctively as my ego took a hit.

My wolf began to break out of my skin, I felt the pain of of the hairs on my body, nails and teeth lengthening. Using all the strength I had, I suppressed her. I'm not shifting in this house like some domestic dog. No matter how upset I get!

A low growl emits from me before I stiffly walk over towards the TV. Angrily I grab the DVD for Titanic before pushing it into the DVD player.

I grab the remote on the table then push the on button. I blink in disbelief before rummaging through the cords and wires.

I sigh in frustration after battling with the TV that refused to come on. Why couldn't I watch a simple movie? I didn't think I was asking for too much.

"Is something wrong?" The deep voice startled me as a result I violently tugged on some of the wires as I whipped my head around.

"Uhm, I can't seem to get the TV to work it was fine before but it's not turning on now-" by the end my voice was only a small whisper. Alpha walked past me and began to fix the mess I'd made.

I watched as he back muscles rippled with every movement he made. I decided to turn away before my hormones decided to make the situation awkward.

I sauntered over to the kitchen and cut two pieces of the pie and placed them on plates. As I walked over to the living room a grin spread across my face as the screen lit up and the 'Warner Bros' intro began to play.

"I'll get a new one tomorrow, I didn't realize this one was outdated." He turned to me as he rubbed the lingering dust off his hands.

Before he could protest I handed him the plate with a friendly smile on my face. I sat criss cross apple sauce on the middle of the couch before patting the spot next to mine.

I began to eat the pie slowly while waiting for him to sit. He seemed reluctant but eventually he gave in and sat down. The couch dipped under his weight, I had to stop myself from giggling.

We were so close the that my knee was pressed against his thigh. I could feel the static between us, almost as if a magnet was pulling us towards each other. As the movie progressed I could see him visibly relax, his posture, face and aura.

I leaned over and grabbed the empty plate that was resting on his knee before stacking it onto mine and placing it onto the small table. His eyes were hooded over; was he falling asleep?

My eyes darted to the small piece of apple pie at the corner of his mouth. I don't know if it was the heat of the cabin, the sparks that flowed where our legs touched or his intoxicating woodsy smell that came over me; but before I knew it was leaning over towards him.

I grabbed onto his arm and used my free hand and pointer finger to swipe the pie off before savouring the small piece on my tongue.

"There was something on your face." I breathed out as a slowly sunk back into my spot. His eyes showed how startled he was by my actions.