I Live With a Pack of Wolves(On Hold)

Chapter 3-Wolves, Mates, and The strangest thing I have ever seen.

(Cody's POV)

 I sat on the couch with my hand over my mouth as I thought. Aurora was pacing angrily from one side of the room to the other, she had the attention span of a 5 year old, the temper of a teenager, and the body of a fucking sex godess.

 She kept muttering things in a deep dog like growling voice, her phone was clenched in her hand. Mine still lieing broken on the floor in my bedroom. Her eyes flashed to the back door, still covered with who knows how many layers of snow. I jumped off the couch when a loud band shook the house.

 The pans in the kitchen rattled loudly breaking the silence that hung in the air, apart from Aurora's mutterings. She didn't even flinch. Another bang went off and this time I heard.... My boss's voice and a pack of dogs? Aurora rolled her eyes "Oh so now you care about the house!?" Suddenly Aurora stopped her pacing and her lips were on mine. Imense pleasure surged through my body and I found myself walking her into a wall and pressing my body closer to hers.

 My mind was a foggy haze when she pulled away from me, my head was spinning. She giggled "Oops. I let my wolf out." I laughed a bit at her choise of words, she said she's the animal? I just kissed a minor and enjoyed it far too much. God I'm a pedophile now.

 My back door suddenly shattered, but I was too close to Aurora's body to care, her sweet vanillia and chocolate and green apple smell made me want to shove my-

 "CODY!" My boss's boyish face was now in my field of vision as I found myself as the one pressed on the wall, a foot off the ground as his hands fisted in my shirt. "Aurora! Baby come here." Another boy with dark hair and a cautious looking face pulled her into a hug.

 I frowned and glared at the boy. Mr. Becstad looked from my increasingly jealous looking face to the boy hugging Aurora. "You scared me and your father half to death! You're not hurt are you?" Aurora wiggled away from the boy "No mama, I'm fine." Mama?! That is not a woman. A tall boy walked in with Mr. Becstad's husband. The smaller one wrapped his arms around the one Aurora called mama, while my boss locked lips with his lover.

 I heard the soft buzzing of my generator kick on and soon after the smell of coffee filled the room, I forgot I had it on auto brew for a surtain time everyday. My boss's head whipped around and his eyes suddenly lit up with joy as he took in my coffee/frapochino maker.

 A girlish squeak left his mouth as he ran over to it and looked it all over his fingers wiggling in a creepy way. His eyes snapped to me "You must give it to me! I didn't know they made ones like this!" I rose an eyebrow at him "For someone who is obsessed with coffee you sure don't know alot about it."

 His eyes looked to the two boys by Aurora "What have I told you about doing that in front of your daughter?!" I looked over to see the smaller one was half naked and the larger one's hands were on his way into his pants.

 I squinted and looked at Aurora, she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms making her braless boobs look bigger. There was something siriously wrong with me!

 "Sam, take Dimitri home and do that on our own property. It rude to do it in a stranger's house unless you are angry with said stranger." The one called Sam curled his lip at my boss but walked out of the house with Dimitri. Aurora ran over and grabbed my hand then looked at my boss "He's my mate!" Both their faces turn to mush "My granddaughter found her mate!" I was confused as hell. This is the second time Aurora has called me her mate, I want to know what it means.

 I looked at her face and felt a throb in my heart, I gripped her hand tighter. How the hell am I in love with her already?

 She pulled her hand from mine and started toward her grandparents, as soon as her skin was no longer touching mine a sharp pain shot threw my chest. Gasping I wobbled and leaned on the wall. All three pairs of eyes were on me as my panic made my body start to spasm. I couldn't breath. I squeezed my eyes shut as my lungs started to burn. With shaking hands I fell forward and clutched at the small drawr in the coffee table.