Nature of the beast (book 1 of the Beasties)

Extreme home edition part 2

Liam's pov

She is driving me crazy! First humming like a siren of old folk lore, which almost led to my death by electrocution! I had been so distracted while fiddling with the light switch, the wires about crossed. Than that blood curdling scream just about put my wolf on a rampage! When we found her to be fine, we almost rolled over laughing. My hair will be stark white if she keeps rattling my chains like this! Huffing in annoyance, I plop the clothes on the master bed. My wolf is wagging his tail over our mate, happily singing in the shower. Shaking my head, I shut the master bedroom door behind us and wait for her in the hall.

Why a woman needs to take 45 minutes for a shower is beyond me. I hear the water shut off, than some shuffling. The closer she gets, the more electrified I feel. "Liam?" She calls through the door.

"Yes?"

"Can I have a shirt that's a diffrint color from this?" She cracks the door and hands me back the black t-shirt with only her arm exposed.

"What's wrong with black?"

"It's not my color." She dead pans, letting me know that it's not up for discussion. Agitated I snatch the article from her, go to my duffle bag in the truck, grab a dark red t-shirt and go back up to her waiting hand. "Thank you" she replies softly. Something in the way she said those two words, softened my mood.

She steps out of the room a minute later. my heart begins to race, and fire chases through my blood. The sight of her wearing my clothes brings up all kinds of tantalizing images. I look away before my wolf would take over and likely seduce her into the next step of the mating process.

"Now that you're cleaned up, we can move on to the next project." I head down the hallway, not bothering to see if she followed. "You can paint in this room, while I patch the walls." I state. I want to be in the same room as her to make sure she doesn't hurt herself. The next time she falls off a ladder, might break her neck.

It has become impossible to look at her. Every time I glance in her direction, heat floods my body. Skyler silently gets to work, sensing that something isn't right. We worked like this untill the room was almost finished. The quietness was almost unbearable for me, and that's saying something. I usually pride myself on a quiet life.

Suddenly I feel something slick and wet run down my face. I turn my head towards skyler to find her mouth in a perfectly shocked O, paint roller poised away from her body, than slowly her mouth twitches into a smile. Wiping my hand over my face, I find white paint smeared on my fingers. This means war!

I pick up the extra roller and paint her arm. Skyler giggles and runs off. I chase after her. She turns around, to flick more paint at me, but only sucseeds in clunking her head with the roller. I swear that girl will end up with only one brain cell left. She laughs harder and manages to tag my chest, than dashes away. I get a full strip down her back. I notice that she was about to tumble down the stairs, so I grab her around the waist before she would of fallen. Her heavy breathing a strong reminder that she is safe in my arms. Skyler turns to face me and stares into my eyes. An intense magnetic pull is slowly bringing us closer together. I can see that she feels the connection deep in her soul. My wolf getts excited. It only took a blink for her to brake her own spell. Skyler makes a nervous smile, licks her thumb, than proceeds to clean my face with it. She's not even flinching from the bumpy exterior of my face. "Sorry about the paint. I didn't mean to tag you." A cheeky expression takes over her features. "Although, I think it's a good look for you. Kiss (80's rock band) would of been jealous." My lips twitch into a small smile. "You should smile more often, it suits you."

"Can we go home now! I'm starving!" Shouts Toby from the first floor, ruining the moment. Skyler begins wiggling out of my arms. I gently set her down.

"Yes, meet us at my truck. We'll finish the house tomorrow." I yell back. Skyler smiles gently, then rushes down the stairs. This woman is softening me up. I don't think I like it. When you become too soft as an alpha, you can lose your position or life, and sometimes both.